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Around me lie the sleeping dead,
Hew 'sweet, how peaceful is their bed !
No summer's heat, no winter's cold,.
No dread alarms, no fears untold,
No sickness, sorrow, grief or pain,
No broken links in friendship's chain,
Can now disturb their rest. -
Ilere, rich and poor alike haVe met,
All, all have paid the common debt,
There's scarce a day in all the 'year,.
We cannot find recorded here, • '
And scare an ago that one can name,
But here wo find the very same,
Written beneath some loved one's name
Here is marked an infant tomb,
O'er it fragrant roses bloom.
Side by side two sisters He
Born like flowers to bloom and die
Brothers two in early life,
Fainting.in this world of strife '
Guided by angelic bands,
Greet their friends in purer lands.
'Tis " Our brother's" youthful head,
Lies beneath this grassy bed,
On his tombstone is a hand, ,
Pointing to that better land)
And beneath with artist's skill,
Are the words, "%Ye see thee. still."
Gently sleeps the loving wife,
Wearied with a pilgrim's life,
She hath left her early love,
Gone before to Heaven above,
Ale! fur her we need not weep,
Fur " in Jesus she's usleep."
Here a father sweetly sleeps,
Verdant myrtle o'er him creeps,
Close beside a willow stands,
'Watered by some loved one's hands;
And its branches lightly wave,
O'er the loving parent's grave.
Useful lessons, too, we learn,
Bending o'er the Christian's urn,
For the words " Redemption found"
Plainly show above his mound,
And although he slumbers now.
Still he roketh, " friend lias,t thou?"
Here the minister of God,
Sleeps beneath the sacred sad,
Called from works of lure on earth,
Up to those of greater worth,;
Yet he speaks e'en from his tomb,
Fx km). I prepare to inuet thy doom.
Stay, wanderer, shed a grateful tear,
The aged soldier resteth here,
Ile, fur freedom, bravely !blight,
That, on earth, was all he sought,.
Richer freedom, found hath he,
Through the blood that maketh free.
01 'tis sweetly solemn here,
',Mid such scenes 1 lose all sear;
Gladly would I rest my head,
On some joyful saint's low bed,
Breathe away this fleeting breath,
Sweetly sleep the sleep of death.
ALI:SANDE 1.1, PA
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THE REWARD OP FAITH
BY CLARA AUGUSTS.
"I know it, dear mother ; I know it all.
Arthur Welford is an infidel? An infidel in
heart and soul. He scorns religion—mocks
at the mention of God! ' He looks forth upon
the fields golden with the harvest—upon the
skies written over by angels' footprints—up
on the boundless ocean in all its grandeur
and glory, and acknowledges only the work
of chance! My very soul trembles when I
think of it ! I look with horror upon his
sentiments—l shudder at his terrible belief!
—and yet, mother; if God 'spares my life, I
shall be his wife in one shoat month." •
" 0, Alice I Alice I my child, you know not
to what an abyss of misery you arc hurrying
yourself. Married to a man who owns no
God, looks with contempt' uiron the doctrines
of the Bible, and believes only in the work
of chance I 0, Alice, my daughter, be warn
ed and saved !"
" I admit all you say, mother ; all—every
thing. You cannot look upon the sin of in
fidelity with a more loathing eye than I do.
But the path of duty lies straight and clear
before me ; the way marks and guide-posts
nll say to me, 'Go, go and save !' Arthur
Welford must be redeemed, and I, under God,
will be the humble •instrument of bringing
him to the clear, sweet fountain swelling out
of the Eternal Rock. Mother, do not-at
tempt to dissuade -me, for my- resolution is
fixed. My word is given, and 1 shall, - .not
break it." •.
Alice Merton laid down the sewing upon
which she had been: engaged, and in her se
rene, shining eyes, and on her calm, clear
brow shone the light of a high resolve—a re
solve born not.of earth, but. of he'ave,n, and
founded on the King of the Golden City, and
sanctified by His decree. .-
Tier mother sat beside her only child, bow
ed in her anguish pleadings, wretched at the
very calmness which made daughter seem
but a dim remove from the angels. • .
And Arthur Welford—the one for, whom
IQ immolation was to he made-,-the saeri
ftee offered—was be worthy ? Eternity shall
answer.
Mr. Welford was descended from a distin
guished - line, born of au English aristocrat,
but nurtured in democratic America, whith
er his father had been driven by a circum
stance which it is not essential, for the devel
opment of our story, to dwell upon. Mr.
Welford, senior, died shortly after his son
tame of age, and to Arthur descended the
whole of his immense fortune. Young Wel
ford was, in the whole sense of the term, no
ble looking. Tall, and finely moulded, his
face did not disappoint the opinion one would
form of it from its bearing. His features
were purely 'classical, , his eyes dark and pier
cing, and around his broad, full brow, lay
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waves .of hair blaCk at the midnight shadowS.
Talented, endowed with a coinpreherisiVe
mind, strict integrity, and a heart,wheievir
tue trampled.underfoot her antipode—vice—
Arthur Welford derided the name of.'God.--
scorned and denied his.creator, .
This was the being , :Ifvliq•leVedAliee
ton—who sought - to unite:-her fate with his,!
'He had laid his heart bare, before her
its enormity he had shown her hii terrible
faith, and she had promised to gO ,wlntherso
eVei he willed, sustained : .only, by the: strong
trust of her young , heart - , and the unfailing
religion of God And she married Min. =
Tears flowed from the ey6 'of • kindred as
she stood, beautiful inkier pure, earnest faith,
at the altar,- a - martyr—a self-sacrificed offer
ing; .- • •, f
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To his - beautiful home in the South Arthur
took his young wire ; and if love alOne can
make happiness, then Would Alice haVebeen
happy. Her husband , loved herlietter. than
_himself—at any time lie would have given
her his life, had it .been needed he - would
have 'sacrificed' his oWn'ha,ppiness to'prOniOte
hers ; but his religion, that • he•could not re
nounce., Alice reasoned and plead, but she
talked.to stone. Arthur would drii,w her af
fectionately to his breast, ;and listen deferen
tially to all she said, when she had fin
ished-he would stroke her dark hair and kiss
her pure forehead, and calling her hisigood
little angel all the while. ,
faith. never forsook her;, brit clear
and bright it burned on, even-in the poisoned
atmosphere of infidelity. .
Arthur Welford prospered, the world said;
he heaped up riches, and honor came and
dwelt nearhim, .and, Fame spoke his name
with her. trumpet - tongue Politicians selec
ted him as.theii favorite, and ere long he sat
an honored member in the Senatorial halls of
Washington. There his good fortune follow
ed him. He Was' feted, caressed, and lion
ized ; and Senator • Welford's eloquence .and
influence, and his Wife's purity and beauty,
were the themes for many a day.'
But nothing can be permanent in this-world
of change, and Arthur Welford's proSperity
was no exception. At the numerous convi
vial gatherings given in his honor he first
--mde an acquaintance with the fatal contents
of the wine-cup. Alice saw his danger, and
warned him on her knees to -flee • but he
laughed at her fears, and was not long be;
fore even the little children pointedat him as
he reeled - along the street, and whispered,
"There goes the drunken Senator::
•
Even then Alice did not despair ; her
strength was upheld by 'Divine power, and
beneath the chastisement of : her Father,,she
stood meek and unresisting .. - , .•
Mr. Welford's business .becaine•entangled
by his neglect; dishouest :men, with whom
he had had extensive dealings, scsized upon
his estate, and the red flag , of : :the auctioneer
.waved triumphantly over
,his splendid home.
•Welibrd, through-all, was sunk in a drunken
stupor ; he offered no resistance to the, course
which was being taken. Keen-sighted law
yer as he had been, be saw in his degreda-
dun nothing illegal in the proceedings of his
false friends ; and when all, was, sold, and the
business transactions, were 'closed, he found
possessetrof ut n,few, hundred 'dor
hrs—the remnant of, his • once princely for
tune. -This little- capital he gave tq Alice,
begging her, in one - of his sober intervals, to
do with it as she thought best. The debuted
wife purchased a small cottage in thesuburbs
of the city where she had-so,lately bean the
honored Mrs. Welford, and took embroidery
from the.fitney stores.
Two beautiful children a boy' and a girl,
had been
, giVen them, and in these promising
blossoms 'Alice' fOund much of happiness. - ,
, Arthur, too, when sober, would take, them
in his arms, and prOMise never again to
to the cursed temptationlbut, alas'! , for a
resolution made in a heart Where God is not!
All his promises are futile ; he was as power
less to resist the enticement of wine as is the
broken reed unable to stand before the fiery
whirlwind. But he to his wife deeply ;
passionately and truly hived her: fie never
spoke harshly fo' her :'even - ,in his fits Of fren
zy he would grow calm' and passive beneath',
the magic of her touch. That love, for Alice
was the one green spot in his bhisted - heart
—the one beautiful trait in his ; black, sin
stained character.
Two years passed thus, arid mainly through
Alice's unremitting endeavors - had•the little
family of Arthur \Velford been 'kept above
absolute Want. And Alice—no-one *b had
known her in •her -bright girlhood would have
identified •the bright-eyed 'laughing maiden
with the pale, almoFit stern-looking woman;
• With her children Alice was happy. When
she looked: in her boy's deep, thoughtful eyes
as he knelt- by-his little bed, and with lisping
tongue prayed " Our Father," she felt that
God was not unmindful :of his own: And
the'baby •girl--4he blue-eyed little Winnie—
was like a rays of •sursliine: to the weary moth
oran'the day long: • But • even this comfort
was only lent;.. not -given ; :and Alice , ,k.new,
by the deep, crimson of the boy's'usually pale
cheek,' and ;the unnatural'lsparkling•of his
eyes, that'll° would , soon•be added to• the Un
numbered jewels in his Father's coronal.—
And for once , her heart rose up in rebellion,
and in a great gush of agony she - prayed!for
the cup to pass -from her ! But it was only
for a moment, and then; ashamed:of her fal
tering trust, she• bent her in acquiescence.
Ere long' her • , bey--4ier; noble and gifted
boy—died, lying miller breast, with hisbrOwn
eyes fixed on the Immortal Mountains: Alied
did•not groan when they covered up his little
coffin, and'a cold 'fringe of AutuninaL rain
settled over his ;grave ; but very softly and
quietly she *opt; as a grieved child when the
sorrow is taken away. Her husband for a
time was sobered,, but it was only for a brief
peiiod,:nnil then, again he 'relapsed , into his
old ways. •
With feeble step, and unsteady hand, but
trusting heart, Alice kept on her way, pray
ing c , night and day for the morning light to
chase the night of infidelity from her hus
band's vision. Her little Winnie grew daily
in beauty ; but, alas I not in strength. - All
day dong would she lie upon the Spring grass,
with her thin, wax-like hands clasped on her
breast, and her blue eyes -dreamily resting
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tened not to the music of her mothWs.voiee,
an d ;then- : Alice knew that her ; beautiful child
. was'a nthite r BUt She Only . woundlor,love ,
more closely around her belplesg inflint-and
this„trf gold en link fbe ;broken 'chain af- ;
fection the. afflicted-mother clung withhe te
nacity of coming despair! But when Sum
nier's rosy fingers were writiii!'r, sunny hiSt6-
ries o'er the green , earth,' little ilrinnie s Mite
eyes grew,weary of watching, ancl` in this,
,her fourth Summer, she ,wentaway te,dwell
with ,the angels.
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;This- Was too much'" for' the '6;ertasked
:strength of the feeble mother, arid she was
.laidlzpoa a ,bed of suffering.- Tberk.did.all
Arthur Welford's great love for,hiS wife fri—
nnipho.Ver his sensual paSsions, 'and by: tie
sick bed, upon his knees, in the still' Midnight,.
did he pray that Go - d - W,hom he bad - forsaken,
reviled andZenied - to spare his Alice! Then'
,were his eyes opened to the glory, the Mag
nificence, the mighty power of that religion
he had thrown from huh ! He brought the
Bible to her bedside,' and in his lonely . vigils
he read and re-read 'until -his Whole soul Went
out in admiration ; -of, the Itruths,written on its
pages. 0, for her guidance, her clear-sight
edness, for her strong practical hand to lead
him aright ! Day aid:U . 4lk did the-Wretch
.ed roan sit byher side,in her delirium; alter-'
nately . beseeching,.God. to save 'her, and.; for
give him his life-long sin. . ,
And his petition reached-Mai-en,. for Alice
was saved ; and - Then' reason: returned to her
brain, and she laid her weary head upon her
husband's heart, and heard him; in his deep,
agitated tones, tell of the blessed change
which had befallen him, a great light of joy
shone around her, and in such happiness, as
she believed, belonged to the Celestials, she
clasped ler arms around his neck, and ex
elaimed,'My God, I thank Thee I"
• Arthur Welford became once more the no
ble, fhe'talented,. the esteemed—nay, more,
the devout, . humble Christian. And again
the world rang With his praises, but it was
at earthly courts no longer that he plead, Nit
at heavenly. • = As , a devoted, earnest, eloquent
preacher of the gospel, Artbur;Welford Was
everywhere known and acknOwledged:
Alice was „ever his supporter,
,his counsel-,
lor, his Tight hand pillar of Faith, and his
love for her grew holy and sanctified, Until
both passed- away to the perfect beatitude of
Heaven.
tir*:_ 1 autily :6irtit.
TO MOTEEE!Rs.
On .Early - Culture of their Children
-BY MRS. L. 11. SIGOURNEY:
Who can compute thevalue of the _first
seven years of life? Who can tell the strength
of impressions made ere - the mind is preoc
cupied or perverted ? Especially, if in its
waxen state it is softened by the breath of a
mother, will not the seal which she stamps
there, resist the mutations of time' when `the
light of this sun and moon are quericha and
extinct? •
We are counselled •on this, point ,by the
humblest analogies. The huSbandriaan wakes
early: Ife Scarcely waits forthe 'breath of
Spring to unbind the soil ere 'he 'marks oat
the furrow. If. he neglect, to prepare . •the
ground, he might as well sow his seed by the
way side Or upon the rock. If he 'deferred
the vernal toil till the summ'er suns were
high, what right would he have, to expect the
harvest or the summer store ? Is the builder
of a lofty and magnificent edifiee . carel,ess of
its foundations, and whether'its'eolimnis 'are
to rest upon a" quicksand En- qfiagmire
And should the maternal guardian of an im
mortal -being be less skillful, less scrupulous
than the husbandman or artificer in brick
and stone ? Shall the imperishable fr n of
the Aoul be less regarded 'than the ‘‘ wood,
hay and the stubble," that moulder and con
sume around it
Mothers, take into your hands the early
instruction of your children. Commence
with simple stories from the ScriprturQs; from
the" Tarietl annals of history, from your ob
servation of mankind.
Let each illustrate. some moral or religious
truth, adapted to : convey instruction, reproof
or encouragement, according to your. knowl
edge of the dispositicin of - your - beloved. Stu
dents, care and study may be requisite to se
lect, adapt and simplify. But ivho can do
this so patiently as a mother, who feels ..that
her listening pupil is a part of herself'?
Cultivate in your children tenderness of
conscience', a conviction that 'their Conduct
must'tbe regulated by ,study, a/n(l'mA
by im
pulse. ' Read.' to 'them books' Of initriiction;,
selected. with .disdrirninatiotf, or Make use of
thein'asite*tS fOr your own commentary. In
your teachings of religion avoid all points of
sechirlarr''differbrice; and found the morality
you in'cilcate on the scripture of truth.• Give
one hour every mortingto-the instruction of
your children—an undivided hour to them
alone: Ere they rctire,'!seenie, if poSsible,
another Portion of equal length, reviewyhat
has been learned throughout the day. Re
call its deeds, its , faultS,Ats sorrows, its bles
sings, to deepen. the great lessons of God's
gdodneSs, or •to soothe the'llttle heart into
sweet peace with him and all the world ere
the • eyes close, in :sluniber. , Let.the shnple
music of some eVening, hymn, and words - of
contrition and gratitude close the daily inter
course with your endeared pupils, and See if
this systet,u , does •not render them doubly
dear.
The •mother who is thus assiduous in the
work,of early education, will find in, poetry
an assistant not to be despised. Its melody
is like a harp to the infant ear, like .a trum
pet stirring :up the nciv-born intellect. It
breaks the dream with
,which existence be
gan, as the cleat. chirping bird', wakes the
morning sleeper. It seems to be the natural
dialect of those powers Which are earliest de-
Veloped. Feeling and faney,put forth their
T ‘ c),•culi;-s'hoots ere they
,are expected, and poe
try lends a spray for their feeblest tendrils,
or rears a prop for their boldest aspiring,s..
Other teachers May toil, perhaps iri vain;
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'to' purify the stream's that have grown turbid,
-Dr. to. turn theni. back •*from.perverted chan
,npls, •, The dominion of ,the ;mother is over
_the fountain ere it has contracted a stain.—
Txt"_her not believe' the impressions which
she may make in the first year will be slight
or readily effaced by the current of opposing
events. A prudent and pious woman is a
.greater• character than any hero or philoso
,,pher,of .either ancient or modern times. The
first impressions" whieb.' children receive in
'fhb nursery,' under the mother's immediate
• care;.are:seldom obliterated. Sooner or la
' ter;their influence conduces to form the future
life—though the child trained up ashe should
go, may for a season depart from it,'there is
always reason to hope that he-will be found
.in itwhen he is old. 'The principles instill
,e4 into the
,mind in infancy may, seem ; dor
mant for a while, but the care with which the
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another planted and watered - Will insure the
-unfolding of the germ of :those 'noble traits
Atmtprinciples which distinguished greatnnd
,tr,ue men ,everywhere... Thne.and trouble un
recall these principles - to mirid;' and
-the' 'Chihli so instructed has something to re
cur • .
Drbps of Comfort
If we can exercise the confidence of that
'little child. on the sea,who, while the ship
- Was•rocked with wild fury by the winds, said
Serenely, with a smile on its lips, but no tear
in his : eye, "My fitther is at the helni !" we
'shall never be disturbed •by the clouds, and
storms which gather around us. - Even the
.bitterest afflictions are recognised as .bless
ings when we know they are from a Father's
hand. They are medicines necessary to our
health. They are plouds to shelter us from
the dangerous sun of prosperity, showers to
.refresh' its in a summer's noon. What is
picture without shades? Clouds enrich and
adorn a landscape. Perpetual sun-light
"weather; and the freshness and fragrance of
h dewy. •ovening - are hailed with gladness
: after, the "long sunny lapse of a summer's
day-light." Afflictions are sweet to the Chris
tian even when the heart is almost bursting
with . grief, • for he is assured that the pain is
inflicted by a kind Father and for the profit
of his :child. In the 'darkest hours he bears
_the precious assertion—" Whom the :Lord
lo'veth
,he chasteneth," and the entreaty
- "Let' not your heart be troubled." • When
We are in the 'depths of poverty, •can we not
remember him who feeds the ravens when
they cry, and. clothes the ; Micas? and shall
we doubt his willingness to - Minister 'to our
necessities ? When we - arc homeless, we
can hear a voice whispering, "In .my Father's
house-are many, mansions. Igo to prepare
a place for you." If we are friendless, with
but an earthly friend, do we not read, "there
- is a friend that sticketh closer than a broth
er?" i "I love them that love me?" When
we are assailed by enemies—when our char
adters are aspersed—our motives maligned
conauct vilified—our best efforts con
'demned, may we not, in a Christian spirit,
say : " Shall not God - avenge his own elect ?"
"The heart knoweth its•own bitterness,"
and there,are.sorrows which must be endured
without, sympathy, and in solitude ; but is
there a' grief in which our Father will not
sympathise ? Is there a sorrow which can
not be whispered in Ilis ear? "Is His ear
heavy, that it cannot hear ?" "Is His arm
ever shortened, that He cannot save ?" No.
- There is no sorrow that He cannot cure, no
wound that he cannot heal.
. 'Let us then repair to our Heavenly Father
in every dark, distressful -hour, and
,remem
ber. that. he said,, "I will, never leave ,thee
'nor forsake thee." And 'shall we not respond
—"whom have I in heaVen but thee? and
and there is none 'upon' earth I desire besides
thee."
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The Spirit of Kindness
As we cast Our eyes over our fair domain,
earth, how much do we see of the goodness
and love of our Creator., The whisperinm. of
the breeze, the sighing of the zephyr, the
murmuring of the gentle stream as it runs
along its quiet bed, all conspire to show how
much the goodnesS of God is shown in' every
movinc , thing ; the sun as he sits in his
splendor, and covers the het - Ivens with his
golden beams, the breeze as it plays among
the trees', all whisper the same answer--
"Love." But-how sad it is to look abroad
among the• lturtan . creatures that God has
Made, and see how little . Orthe true, spirit of
kindness is shown to "each othCr. How much
of human woe and stifferin , * • there ,is in the
.world', and how much of it7miglit.be . alleVia
ted if man would but sympathise in his fel
low-man's woes:
Go to the criminal in his darkened cell;
reproach him for his crimes ; show him the
long train of -evil consequences which must
inevitably follow his ruinous course, and he
will answer you in sullen looks, with no feel
ings of remorse whatever; but speak in gen
tleness, and what a:change ! The hardened
criminal who has not wept for years, would
bow,his, b,cad and . - weep, Speak to him of
his now. sainted mother, gone rto share the i
portion of the redeemed n • Heaven ; carry
him in the arms of remembrance back to the
days of his childhood, when she knelt beside
his little bed •and poured out her prayer for
the Salvation of her darling boy to him to
whom she had ,dedica.tpd. him while yet a
Child, and the• penitential tear will steal
down the cheek of one who, perhaps, had
not wept for, years.
Gentle words will soften the hearts of those
whose consciences have long been seared by
••
crime or deep affliction. It was not the
"whirlwind." that moved the hardened crim
inal to tears,' but the still small voice" of
affection. ThUs we see, how much of the
happiness of earth's millions is derived from
the true, spirit of kindness, a spirit which we
all may exercise. 'May we in - future try to
exercise this lovely spirit, and thus make the
society in which we live happier andbetterl•
- 're—Sincerity is to speak as we think, to
do as we pretend and profess; to perforirt and
make good what we promise, and. really to be'.
what - we would seem and appear to be. •
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A cheerful temper—not occasionally, but
habitually cheerful—is a quality which no
wise man would be willing to dispense with
in choosing a wife. It is like a good fire in
winter, diffusive and genial in its influence,
and always approached with a confidence
that it will comfort and do good. Attention
to health is one great means of maintaining
this excellent
. trait unimpaired, and attention
to household affairs is another. The state of
body which Women, call bilious is most inimi
cal to habitual cheerfulness ; and that which
. girls call having nothing to do, but which I
should call idleness, is equally so. Let me
entreat my young readers, if they feel a ten
dency -to melancholy,_ if they are affected
with cold feet and head ache, but above all,
with impatience and irritability, so that they
can scarcely, make a pleasant reply when
spoken to,—let me entreat them to make a
trial of a system I am recommending—not
simply to run into the kitchen and trifle with
.the servants, but to - set about doing some
thing that will add to the general comfort of
the family, and that will, at the same time,
relieve some member of the family of a por
tion of daily toil. fear it is a very unro
mantic conclusion to come to, hut my firm
conviction is, that half the miseries of young
women, and half their ill tempers might thus
be avoided.—Mrs. Ellis.
Can I help you ? -Just say the word.
There speaks the whole-smiled, whole-heart
ed MAN—the man whose very shadow is worth
more than the body, soul, and estate, person
al and spiritual; of two-thirds of the human
race bearing that name. How he lifts the
despondin! , spirits of his brother in trouble.
All day he met with cold eyes, cold smiles,
cold words, cold bows, and colder sympathy.
Men fly him .because they have heard that he
was unfortunate—and—be a villian—a thief
—a murderer, says the world in action—but
don't be unfortunate. I'll lend you ten thou
sand if you are worth fifty ; if you're unfor
tunate—l'm very poor myself—would like
to help you—could have done so three days
ago, or three hours ago—but positively haven't
got three cents, nor shan't be in possession
of that amount, while —your misfortune
• lasts. If your old aunt dies or your old un
cle, or, in fact, anybody who chooses to leave
you a fortune, why just call upon me;
manage to have a little loose change on hand.
• But look ! yonder comes a broad shoulder
ed, frank-browed man, who meets his poor
brother with a hearty slap on the shoulder,
and can I help you ?—just say the word.—
Don't be afraid now ; what's your trouble ?
Out with it, and if you'd like a little cash,
just say so. Don't be down cast—what if
you have failed in your expectations once,
twice, or thrice ? Haven't some of our most
successful merchants done the same thing ?
made the same mistakes ? And where would
they have been if they hadn't found friends?
Come—what do you want—how much ? He
don't clap his hand on his pocket with a styx
like frown that sayS as plainly as if he bawl
ed out in your ear, no entrance here. He is
not one of those dyspeptic, cross-grained,
surly, monied machines, that squeezes a six
pence till it squeals and reads a newspaper
with a greedy, voracious eagerness, for fear
he shall not get his two cents worth. He
lives for something else that man, than gain.
His passport to heaven is written on his face,
his religion on the hearts of the downcast and
the Sorrowing—in the homes he has made
happy by his benevolence,
Can I help you ? . .
Write the words in golden letters, for they
are only heard on rare occasions. The sneer,
the scorn, the doubt, the refusal—they come
with every night-fall and sun-rising. Nig
gards grow like mushrooms, but angels are
scarce. Niggards can never look beyond
themselves, their own comfort, their own con
venience ; no matter who starves next door,
they scatter curses in dis,couragements, and
blight, God only knows, how many gentle
hearts. They never say, Can I help him,
but he's down, let's kick him.
But the angelic ministry of those helpers
to humanity, men who believe they were.cn
trusted with powers the gods might envy,
that they might be used to some good pur
pose—what shall We say of them ? how give
them the burning praise they merit? Good,
whole-souled generous man, the angels and
God himself, smiled approval, when with
beaming eyes, and hopeful words, you said
to the dispirited brother, Can I,help you
Olive Branch.
Some years since, a substantial farmer in
the State, who was a Federalist, had a ser
vant who was a violent Democrat, The farm
er, wont to attend church himself, tried hard
to prevail upon his servant to do the same.—
But in vain. He persisted in spending his
Sabbaths at home. • On being asked why he
was so opposed to going to church, his answer
was—" Because the - parson is forever preach
ing politics." The farmer; thinking the ar
gument would be overcome if he could only
once get his servant to hear his minister,
hired him on a certain Sabbath morning to
go. On returning home, the servant said—
" There, it was just as I told you it would be ;
all politics from beginning to end." "No,"
said the farmer, "not so, there was not a
word of politics in the whole discourse."—
" Yes," said the servant, " there was ; the
text was politics." "Why what was it ?"
said the farmer. " This," said the servant,
"if the Federalists scarcely be saved, where
will the cursed Democrats appear ?" " No,
it was not," was the reply. "On the con
trary it was—" If 'the righteous scarcely be
saved, where shall the ungodly appear ?"---=
"I know it," was the answer, "but, darn
him, I knew what he meant:"
XIS—. A worthy minister, noted for his wit,
on being asked what kind of person the wife
of Mr, was; replied, "I will give her
grammatical character. She is a noun.sub
stantive-L-seen, felt and heard,."
Editor and Proprietor.
A Cure for Bad Temper.
Attistellantaus.
Can I Help You ?
Political Sermons
A writer in Merry's Museum thus describe
a fight whiCh he witnessed between a boa
constrictor and a crocodile in Java : "It was
one morning that I stood beside a small lake,
fed by one of the rills froin the mountains.—
The waters were clear as crystal, and every
thing could be seen to the very bottom.—
Stretching its limbs close over this pond, was
a gigantic teak tree, and in its thick, shifting;
evergreen leaves lay a huge boa, in an easy
Coil, taking his morning nap. Above him
was a powerful ape, of the baboon species, a
leering race of scamps, always bent on mis
chief. Now the ape, from his position, saw
a crocodile in the water, rising to the top be
neath the coil of the serpent. Quick as
thought, he jumped plump upon the snake,
Which fell with a splash into the jaws of the
crocodile. The ape saved himself by cling;
ing to the limb of a tree, but a battle royal
commenced in the water. The serpent,
grasped in the middle by the crocodile, made
the waters boil by his furious contortions.--
Winding his folds round and round the body,
of his antagonist, he disabled his two hinder
legs, and by his contractions made the scales
and bones of the monster crack. The water
was speedily tinged with the blood of both
combatants, yet neither was disposed to yield.
They rolled over and over ; neither being
able to gain a decided advantage. All this
time, the cause of the mischief was in a state
of the highest ecstacy. He leaped up and.
down the branches of the tree,
.came several
times close to the scene of the fight, shook
the limbs of the tree, uttered a yell, and
again frisked about. At the end of ten min
utes a silence began to conic over the scene.
The folds of the serpent began to be relaxed,
and though they were trembling along the
hack, the head hung lifeless in the water.--=
The crocodile was also still; and only the
spines of the back were visible, it was evi;-
dent that he too was dead. The monkey
now perched himself on the lower limbs of
the tree, close to the dead bodies, and amused
himself for ten minutes in making all sorts
of faces at them. This seemed to be adding
insults to injury. One of my companions
was standing at a short distance, and taking
a stone from the edge of the lake, hurled it
at the ape. He was totally unprepared, and
as it struck him on the head, he was instant
ly toppled over, and fell upon the crocodile.
A few bounds, however, brought him ashore,
and takinr , to the tree, he speedily disappear-;
ed among the thick branches."
NO. 22.
All scientific men have maintained that
there must be a central point if not a central
sun, around which the whole universe re
•volves. Maedler, who is unquestionably one
.of the greatest astronomers ever known, has
given this subject his special attention; and
he has come to the conclusion that Aloyans,
the principal star in the group known as Plei
ades, now occupies the centre of gravity, and
is at present the grand central sun around
which the whole starry universe revolves.—
This is one of the most interesting and im
portant astronomical announcements ever
made, though it is very likely that but for the
eminent scientific position of the, author it
would be treated as visionary. Another in
teresting statement in this connection is made
by Mr. Thompson, one of physicists, - who,
with Carnot, Soule, Mayer, and others, has
'largely contributed towards establishing the
relation between heat and mechanical force,
and who has extended his researches to the
heat emitted by the sun; which heat he ob
serves, corresponds to the development of
mechanical force, which, in the space of
about one hundred years is equivalent to the
whole active force required to produce the
movement of all the planets.—Notional In
telligenecr.
The devil has a wonderful penchant for re-:
buking sin. Eyes which are full of beams
have an unaccountable clearness of vision in
detecting motes in others' eyes. Some peo
ple are brought into the world to accomplish
a marvellous mission, and that mission is to
ferret out obliquities in others. Of course it
is not expected that these apostles have any
business with themselves ; their mission is vi
olent ; and does not admit of time to scruti
nize their own position. What profit is it
that they should stop to consider their pecca
dilloes, when the enormities of their neigh
bors loom up like mountains ?
So goes it the world over. Everybody
minds everybody's business, but everybody
neglects his own. What sort of a world
Would this be if we were without each other
to feed upon ? Men have eyes and ears for
some purpos,e, and what else could they find
for them to do, if not to see and hear each
other's failings, direlictions, errors, trans
gressions, enormities. They have tongues
which vaust stand uselessly idle, if not em=
ployed in giving to such delinquencies. So
it is with man. • The obliquities of his 'offen
ded• brother furnish the chief staple of con
versation interest. Human error is the cur
rent coin of intercourse, and too often the
coin comes from the mint of the speaker's
'brain. •
_ " Alabama" signifies in the Indian • lan
guage "Here we rest." A story is told of a
tribe of Indians who fled from a relentless
foe in the trackless forests in the southwest.
Weary and travel worn they reached a river
flowing throtigh a beautiful country. The
chief of the band stuck his tent polo in the
ground and exclaimed: "Alabama! Alaba
ma!" (Here we shall rest! Here we shall
rest!"
110`"A juror's name was called by the
clerk. The man advanced to the Judge's
desk and said :
"Judge, I should like to be excused."
"It is impossible," said the Judge, deci-;
dedly. -
"But Judge, if you knew my reasons."
"Well, sir, what are they ?"
"Why, the fact is,"
paused.
"Well sir, proceed;" continued the Judge,
"Well ; Judge, if I must say it, I have got
the itch."
The Judge who is a very sober Man i
solemnly and impressively exclairued—,
"Clerk, scratch that man out 1"
Al Chaplain was once preaching to• a
class of collegians about the formation of
habits. "Gentlemen," said he, close your
ears against all bad discourses•"—The schol
ars immediately clapped their hands to their
ears, and the chaplain looked rather funny
at so practical a demonstration.
ISErA Frenchman in Canada thus adver
tises his better half, who has left his bed
and board:
Notess—My rife that's Catrine—she lef
my hous—shant as me-2-any man truss him
on my name that's loss for you.
Louts LA FLASIME.
A Crocodile and Serpent right:
The Central Sun:
Scandal.
A Beautiful Signification.
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