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[From the Norristown Register.]
THE lIOUR OF GRIEF.
E=l3
It is not in the parting hour,
When those we fondly love,
Have breathed to Ili their fond farewell,
And winged their way above:
Nor yet, when in the darksome grave,
We lay them to their rest,
The sharpest pang of sorrow rends
The stricken mourner's breast.
'Tis when we seek our lonely home,
And meet no more the smile
Which could the darkest cloud dispel,
And every care beguile ;
And when we meet around the board,
Or at the hour of prayer,
'Tie then the heart most feels its loss—
The loved ones are not there.
And thus while days and months steal on,
AR memory brings to view,
The vision of departed joys,
Our grief is stirred anew :
Though Faith may own a Father's hand,
let nature will rebel,
And feel how hard it is to say,
" Ile bath done all things well."
But why thus yield to useless grief?
Are they not happier far,
The sainted ones fur whom we mourn,
Than we who linger here?
Our hearts should glow with grateful love,
To Him, whose watchful oye,
Saw dangers gathering round their path,
And called them to the sky:
Not long shall we their loss deplore—
For soon the hour will come,
When we, with those so fondly loved,
Shall find our summons home.
Then let the remnant of our days,
Be to His service given,
Who hid our idols in the grave.
Lest we should fail•of Heaven'
HOME IS WHERE THERE'S ONE TO LOVE US
Home's not merely four square waltg,
Though with pictures hung and gilded ;
Home is where affection calls,
Filled with shrines the heart ilath builded!
Hemel—go watch the faithful dove.
Sailing'neath the Heaven above ;
Home is where there's one to love I
Home is where there's one to love us 1
Home's not merely roof and room—
It needs something to endear it;
Home is where the heart can bloom,
Where there's some kind lip to cheer it !
What is home with none to meet,
None to welcome, none to gract us?
Home is sweet, and only sweet,
Where there's one we love to meet u 9 !
4ittel`esting
Thoughts on the Passing Year
The lone murmur of the wind voice, at my
lattice, reminds me that the year is
d~•ing.—
There are no leaves of various hues, stretch
ed out over illimitable woods in which I may
read the destiny of the year, but as the sun
light crept down through the mass of build
ings and fell upon the street to-day, it had
that dreamy hue which tells us that the flower
laden hours are nearly over.
How many will sigh, as the winds are now
sighing, while the year; with its beauty, pas
ses away. There will be many who, like my
self, will regret that so little has been accom
plished, and will sorrow at wasted hours.—
low few will see the scroll of the year rolled
up and not say,—" Alas ! that I have let so
many clustering hours pass like dreams be
fore me." How many of us fully realize that
we are one year nearer the shadowy land.—
Yet it is true ; we are hastening towards the
darkness of the grave land. But though we
must call our mortal life-chain one link short
er, we may be assured that the pleasant land
where flowers bloom forever, where autumn
winds sigh not, where decay never devastates,
where beauty blooms in unending, immortal
perfection, is nearer to us.
Whatever may be our regrets at the mis
conceptions of the passing year, it will be well
if we take from it a lesson for the year that
is about to dawn upon us. The past may
ever serve as a useful teacher, and many a
useful, ennobling lesson is to be learned from
its pages. If we have wasted precious houri,
is it not our duty, instead of spending our
coming days in regrets, to apply ourselves
with renewed vigor and energy to those em
ployments that shall serve to tell that our
lives have not been wholly a failure ? This
is indeed, a great world, and there is room
for all who will, to leave some beacon-light to
tell that they have moved upon the troubled
waters of existence ; there is room for all to
"Imprint sonic thought gem beaming,
On the wasting page of
We cannot be too energetic, neither canlwe
be too prompt in our eridAVors tts `o stain
emolument or success, for lif(flies quickly.—
We live and laugh to-day ; to-morrow we'arc
no more. We are to day puffed up in all our
pride and- vanity, rejoicing in self-glory; to
morrow our heads lie lower than the flowers
and more humble than the violet.
I remember one who was full of life and re
joicing in beauty but one year ago. She was
fair as the stars and her dark eyes shone with
brilliant lustre while she leaned upon the
arm of him she loved, one pleasant evening,
but a single October ago. There was hope in
the words which they whispered to each
other beneath the moon that night. They
spoke of years of happiness. and pleasure to
be enjoyed, and they laughed as the young
and hopeful only can laugh. But the year
has brought a change upon them. She was
pining when the flowers bloomed last spring;
she departed before them. To night the
grass above her grave is heavy with frosty
tears.
Such is life. Evanescent as the glories of
the rainbow, fleeting . as the flowers of sum
moor ; yet beautiful, in hope, as eithor.
$1 50
WILLIAM LEWIS,
VOL. XIII
Miss Taylor left her large and interesting
group of pupils in the school house and yard,
and went to spend the hour of recess with a
kind friend.
She was an intelligent and pious young
lady, who loved good children very much, and
was ever interested in knowing their trials
and joys, and in hearing their wonderful ex
ploits. And so each one believed that she
was especially his friend.
Recess past, she was returning to the
school room, when, as usual, almost all the
scholars ran forward to meet her. Foremost
among a group of some dozen boys stood Al
len Blair, a fine manly boy of oleven, holding
in his hand a beautiful and somewhat costly
toy.
" See here ! Miss Taylor, what a grand bar
gain I have made to-day I Jay Jones gave
me this beautiful toy for an apple. An apple,
only think; and thanked me besides!"
Miss Taylor looked rather sorrowfully first
at Allen, then at the poor little cripple, Jay
Jones, who, with pale, sallow face and hunch
back, stood leaning on his crutches, with his
eyes fixed imploringly upon the teacher, as if
he would beg for the kind words and sweet
caress his more nimble companions had rush
ed forward to obtain.
"Allen," said she reproachingly, " I would
he ashamed to take anything for an apple from
that poor boy."
Children, coma into the school room and
I will tell you about him."
Eager for the story, they were soon in their
places, and Miss Taylor began.
" Jay Jones has no father nor mother to
take care of him. In infancy he was abused
and neglected. Now he is a✓poor little town
pauper, his back badly bent, obliged to go on
crutches, pale and ill. How easy it is for
you, who are well and have plenty of good
food, to do without an apple ! But the kind
woman who takes care of little Jay has no
orchard, and she cannot afford to buy apples
for him. He is often sick and faint, and can
not eat his meals. How delicious, then, to
him appeared that ripe apple—so tempting
to his faint and fevered lips, that he gladly
gave for it the toy that was kindly given him
by a pitying; friend to cheer his lonely
hours, when he is too ill to come to school.
"Miss Taylor," said Allen, I'll tell you
what I'll do. " I'll bring Jay every ripe
apple I can find in our orchard to-morrow.—
I know mother'll let me—and I'll give back
the ter. Hpro Jay, I'm sorry -I took it—but
I dido•t, think."
bring him some too," said another
'voice. " And I—and I," said many more.
"That's right," said Miss Taylor, "be
kind to little Jay while he is with you—you
will not have him long."
The next day Miss Taylor's desk was cov
ered with apples for little Jay, and all sum
mer he had all the apples he wished, and
many other presents, till he began to think
Itis schoolmates were like dear little brothers
and sisters. But he grew weaker and weak
er, till be could no longer leave his bed.—
And carefully nursed and tended by pitying
neighbors, little Jay passed down the stream
of death. And when autumn strewed the
ground with showers of rainbow leaves and
golden fruit, in luxurious abundance, was
seen on every hand a train of beautiful boys,
in black clothes and snow white collars, tol
lowed by little girls with hands full of flow
ers, and the beloved teacher, and the kind
villagers, gathered around an open grave in
the church-yard. The farewell song floated
on the air, the autumnal flowers almost cov
ered the coffin, and with noiseless steps the
procession moved away. Are those noble
boys, with their manly tears, those gentle
girls, and compassionate villagers, sorry that
they have sweetened with christian kindness
the cup of suffering which that poor lone
boy was compelled to drink ?
I think not.—Xiffher's fonrnal.
No other• people on the face of the earth
indulge in such a variety of beverages as do
we, the people of these United States.
Our cobblers, juleps, smashes, cocktails,
&c. have already gained a world-wide repu
tation, as, peculiarly American drinks,
In old time, when pure liquors could be had
and were generally sold at moderate prices,
our people sometimes lived to an old age as
strong tipplers; but we cannot tell at the
present day what we are drinking—aye he's
a wise man who, without chemical analysis,
could tell, though ' the effect will! Port,
Sherry, and Maderia wines; brandy, cham
pagne, &e., are manufactured and adultera
ted to suit all flavors, by unscrupulous dealers,
who realize fortunes in the business. The
man who quaffs much of either, must be
"made of oak and copper fastened" to stand
it long. For the benefit of our readers, we
clip the following receipts from the New York
Atlas. They are prepared expressly for tho
liquor dealers, and copied from a book prin
ted in that city:
The use of Bitters in Ale and Porter.—To
avoid the costly use of hops, the small deal—
ers and bottlers of ale and porter, as a sub
stitute for the bitter hops, make use of quas
sia, nux-vomica or strychnine, aloes, catechu,
pillitory, long peppers, wormwood, genilan;
and for a false strength similar to alcohol,
coculus indicus, copperas and grains of para
dise.
The following articles are used for giving
strength and body to beer and ale: Quassia,
'2 pounds; gensian, bruise, 2 pounds; aloes
1 pound; water, 10 gallons; and boil t.„; 5
gallons. Then add copperas 1 puind, and
boil to 5 gallons. Add to suit taste.
Another recipe for the same : raspen,
2 pounds; liquorice root, f,), ~,./8: azilphate
of iron, 1 pound. Boil for :2,
The quantity of fluid necessary for impart
ing a false strength to beer, must be regula
ted by the palate.
For the conversion of common gin into
Schiedam Schnapps; Common gin, five gal
lens sulphuric acid, 2 drachms; spirit of nut
meg, 1 pint; of nitric ether, 1 ounce, clear
water, 3 pints. Alix the honey and water,
and add to the gin the sulphuric acid.
Imitation. Claret.—Boiled cider, 5 gallons;
spirits, 2 gallons; clear water, 5 gallon's, cat-
Poor Jay Jones
What we Drink
g 4
44. is:
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eau, powdered, 2 ounces; color with red
beets and tincture of logwood to suit taste.
When this is not sufficiently acid, add from
one to two drops of sulphuric acid to the gal
lon to suit the taste.
Cheap Champagne.—Water, fifty gallons ;
bruised ginger, 5 ounces; ground mustard, 5
ounces; boil for thirty minutes, and when
cool, add a quart of yeast; ferment from ten
to fifteen days. First add six ounces- of bit
ter almonds, bruised, spirit and grains of
paradise tincture to _suit convenience. For
coloring, use cochineal. A fine aroma is
added to the champagne by adding 5 drops
of spirit of orris-root, or 3 drops of essence
of evergreen, or vanilla, four drops ; or dis
solve 5 grains of ambergries in half a glass
of pure alcohol.
So much for liquors; now as to coffee. On
the voyage of importation, coffee sometimes
becomes damaged by contact with other por
tions of the cargo, such as hides, or balsam
of copavia, and more frequently with bilge
water. The worst of it finds a purchaser at
auction, and is roasted with a mixture of chi
cory or peas, and is otherwise flavored ; so
that, unless we see the clean bean, we know
not what our coffee is.
Our tea, too—that great solace at the con
versational meal, which we drink while talk
ing over the pleasures and toil of the day ;
that drink full of stimulation and provocation
calling forth wit and good humor from old
and young, and from old maids in particular,
who so need its stimulating influence to be
pleasent and agreeable—aye, this article of
so great consumption, tea, is still more " doc
tored " than the former drinks. The Chinese
have learned from outside, barbarians the use
of certain deleterious drugs, before unknown
to them, and now color the tea with verdigris,
arsenite of copper, sulphate of iron and
green vitriol, and add flavor and twang by
the admixtures of catechu, a most powerful
stringent.
"I should very much like to hear a story,"
said a fickle and thoughtless youth to his
teacher. "I hate serious instruction. I can't
bear preaching."
"Listen then," said the teacher; "a wan
derer filled his traveling pouch with savory
meats and fruit. , , as his way led across a
wide desert. During the first - few days he
journeyed through the smiling, fertile fields.
But instead of plucking the fruits which -na
ture here offered for the refreshment of the
traveller, he - fi - mnd it more ce:n•eaicnt to .;at
of the provisions which he carried with him.
Ire soon reached the desert. After journey
ing on for a few days, his whole store of food
was exhausted. He now began to wail and
lament, for nowhere sprouted a blade of grass,
everything was covered with burning sand.
After suffering for two long days in tor
ments of hunger and thirst he expired."
"It was foolish in him," said the youth, "to
forget that he had to cross the desert."
"Do you act more wisely?" asked the
teacher iu an earnest tone. "You are set
ting forth in the journey of life—a journey
that leads to eternity. Now is the time that
you should seek after knowledge, and collect
the treasures of wisdom ; but the labor af
frights you, and you prefer to trifle away the
spring time of your years amid useless and
childish pleasures. Continue to act thus, and
you will yet upon the journey of life, when
wisdom and virtue fail you, faro like that
hapless wanderer."
A countrywoman has recently arrived in
Paris from the department of Seine-et-Marne,
who should be presented to the Academy of
Sciences. This woman was a short time
since watching a cow in an open field, when
a violent storm arose. She took refuge under
a tree, which, at the instant was struck by
lightning ; the cow was killed, and she was
felled to the earth senseless, where she was
soon after found, the storm having ceased
with the flash that felled her. Upon remov
ing her clothing, the exact image of the cow
killed by her side was found distinctly im
pressed upon her bosom.
" This curious phenomenon is not without
precedent. Dr. Franklin mentions the case
of a man who was standing in the door of a
house in a thunder storm, and who was look
ing at a tree directly before him, when it was
-struck by lightning. On the man's breast
was left a perfect daguerreotype of the tree.
In 1841 a magistrate and a miller's boy
were struck by lightning near a poplar tree,
in one of the provinces of France ; and upon
the breast of each were found spots exactly
resembling the leaves of the poplar.
At a meeting of the French -Academy of
Sciences, January 25th, 1847, it was stated
that a woman of Lugano, seated at a window
during a storm, was suddenly shaken by some,
invisible power. She experienced no incon
venience from this, but afterwards discovered
that a blossom apparently torn from a tree by
a lightning stroke, was completely imaged
upon one of her limbs, and it remained there
till her death.
In September, 1325, the briganti 74 : 13u0n-
Servo was anchored in the Arms ay. at
the entrance of the Adriatic Sea, where she
was struck by lightning.. In obedience to a
superstition, the lonian sailors had attached
a horse-shoe to the mizzen-mast, as a charm
against evil. When the vessel was struck, a
sailor who was seated by this mast was in
stantly killed. There were no. marks or
bruises upon his person ; but the, horse-shoe
was perfectly pictured upon his back.
A Spanish brigantine was once struck in
the Rade de Zante. rive sailors were at the
prow, three of them awake, and. two of them
sleeping. One of the latter was killed, and
upon undressing him the figures 44, plain and
well formed, were found under his left breast.
His comrades, declared that they were not
there before his death, but their original was
found in the rigging of the - vessel. Bat the
most singular facts connected with this affair
are set forth in the report of the physician,
Dicapulo, who says :
" After undressing the young sailor, we
found a band of linen tied about his body in
which wore gold pieces, and two parcels done
up in paper. The one on the right aide con-
'HUNTINGDON, Pil,„ DECEMBER 2, 1857.
A famished Wanderer
Daguerreotype by Lightning
-PERSEVERE.-
tabled a letter from Spain, three guineas and
two half guineas ; the other, a letter, four
guineas, a half guinea, and two smaller
pieces. Neither the pieces, the paper nor the
linen presented the least appearance'of fire ;
but upon his right shoulder were six distinct
circles, which preserved the natural color, and
appeared as though traced upon the black
skin. These circles which all touched at one
point, were of three different sizes, and ca . :
actly corresponded with the gold pieces on the
right side of his belt.
- The reader may discover by the following
extract, that it would be possible to write
a technically grammatical sentence which
would be almost unintelligible. The words
below can all be found in the dictionary, and
are all grammatically used ; and yet the
thing is as hopelessly dark as if written in
Cherokee. It is an amusing illustration of
the fitct that any one may write English, or
speak it, and still use an unknown tongue.—
The letter purports to be a note from an au
thor to a critic:
"Sir:—You. have behaved like an impeti
ginous aeroyle! Like those inquinate, crass
sciolists who, envious of my moral celsitude,
carry their nugacity to the height of creating
symposically the facund words which my
polymathic genius uses with überity to abili
gate the tongues of the weetless ! Sir, you
have crassly parodied my own pet words, as
though they were tangrams. I will not cone
ervate reproaches—l would abduce a veil over
atramental ingratitude which has chamfered
even my undisceptible heart. lam silent on
the foseillation which my coadjuvancy must
have given you when I offered to become
your fautor and admirti3le.
"I will not speak of the lippitude, the ab
lepsy, you have shown in exacerbating me—
one whose genius you should have approached
with mental discalation. So I tell you sir,
syncophically, and without supervacaneous
words, nothing will render ignoscible your
conduct to me. I warn you that I would
vellicate your nose, if I thought that any
moral diathrosis could be therefore perform
ed—if I thought that I should not invigorate
my reputation by such a digtadiation.
"Go ! Tachygraphic scroyle ! band with
your crass, inquinate tautors—draw oblecta
tions from the thought, if you can, of having
synaclmronieaily lost the existimation of the
greatest poet since Milton, and drawn upon.
our-' ,-Acl this letter, which —ill drive you to
Walker, and send you to sleep over it.
"Know-ledge is power, and power is mercy
—so I wish you no worse than it may prove
an eternal hypnotic."
For an entire solution of the above highly
interesting missive, the anxious reader is in
vited to amuse himself an hour or two with
Walker's or Webster's unabridged.
In our climate, fickle hi its gleams of sun
shine and its balmy airs, as a coquette in
her smiles and favors, consumption bears
away every year the ornaments of many social
circles. The fairest and loveliest are its favor
ite - victims. An ounce of prevention in this
fatal disease is - worth many pounds of cure,
for when once well seated, it mocks alike
medical skill and careful nursing. If the
fair sex could he induced to regard the laws
of health many precious lives might be
saved ; but pasteboard soles, low neck dress
es, and lilliputian hats, sow annually the
seeds of a fatal harvest. The suggestion in
the following article from the Sicientific Amer
ican, if followed, might save many with con
sumptive tendencies from an early grave :
"Put it on at once, winter and summer,
nothing better can be worn next to the skin
than a loose, red, woolen.shirt ; 'loose,' for it
has to move on the skin, thus causing an ir
ritation which draws the blood to the surface
and keeps it there; and when that is the case
no one can take cold; 'red,' for white flannel
fills up, mats together, and becomes tight,
stiff, heavy and impervious. Cotton-wool
merely absorbs the moisture from the sur
face, while woolen flannel conveys it from
the skin and deposits it in drops on the out
side of the shirt, from which the ordinary
cotton shirt absorbs it, and by its nearer ex
posute to the air it is soon dried without in
jury to the body. Having these properties,
red flannel is worn by sailors even in the
mid-summer of the hottest countries. Wear
a thinner material in summer."
CAUSE or TILE - WAR. or 1812.—The manner
in which a pig caused the war of 1812, was
as follows:
Two citizens of Providence, R. 1., both of
the federal school of politics, chanced to
quarrel. They were neighbors, and one of
them had a pig which had an inveterate pro
pensity to perambulate in the garden of the
other. The owner complained, but the neigh
bor insisted that the garden fences were not
in good repair. One morning, as the pig was
taking his visual rounds, he was surprised in
tie very act of rooting up some valuable bul
fibus roots; this was the 'last feather,' and
the owner •of the garden instantly put the
pig to death with a pitch-fork. At the com
ing election, the owner of the garden was a
candidate for the Legislature, and his neigh
bor, who but for the quarrel, would have vo
ted fur him, voted for the Democratic candi
date, who was elected by a majority of one.
At the election of the United States Senator,
a Democrat was chosen by a majority of one:
and when the question of war with England
was before the Senate, it was decided by a
majority of 'only one. It may be a question,
however—whether it was the pig or the
pitch-fork that caused the war. Probably if
the Federalists had been as jealous of the na
tional rights, as these two were of their in
dividual rights, the majority in favor of giv
ing the sharp ends of the pitch-fork to the
British pig which 'rooted' in Uncle Sam's
garden would have been larger.
RAE Dnor CAKES.—One pint of milk, three
eggs, one table-spoonful of sugar, and a little
salt. Stir in rye flour till about the consist
ency of pancakes. Bake in buttered cups,
or saucers, half-au-hour.
Use of the Dictionary
Wearing Flannel.
GINGER COOKIES.—One cup of sugar, one
of butter, one of molasses, one table-spoonful
of ginger, one of cinnamon, and two tea
spoonfuls of saleratus dissolved in three
table-spoonfuls of hot water. Bake quickly.
Ho*Er CAKE.—One cup of nice sugar, one
cup of rich sour cream, one egg, half a tea
spoonful of soda, two cups of flour. Flavor
to the taste. Bake half-an-hour. To be eat
en while warm.
ENGLISH PLUM PUDDING.-0110 pound of
raisins, stoned and cut in half, one pound of
currants, one pound of beef suet chopped
fine, half a pound of flour, half a pound of
bread grated, eight eggs, one pound of sugar,
one pint of milk, wine glass of brandy, and
the same of wine, a spoonful of salt, and spi
ces to taste. Sprinkle the fruit well with
flour, allow room for it to swell; this pudding
requires about five hours constant boiling.—
To be eaten with wine or brandy sauce.
Sour. Kaour.—The best cabbage for this
purpose is the drum, and should not be used
until it has endured some severe frost. The
stocks are then cut in half and shred down
as tine as possible. Burn a little juniper in
a cask or tub which is perfectly joined, and
clean, and put a little leaven into the seam
round the bottom—flour and vinegar may be
substituted for the leaven—then put in three
or four handfulls of cabbage, a sprinkling of
salt, and a teaspoonful of carraway seed ;
and press this hard with a wooden mallet,
repeating the same until the cask be full,
pressing down each layer firmly, as you ad
vance. A good deal of water will come to
the top, of which some may be taken off.—
The cask being full, put on the head so as to
press upon the cabbage, and place it in a
warm cellar to ferment. When it has worked
well for three weeks, take off the scum and
lay a clean cloth on the krout; replace the
head, and put two or three heavy stones upon
it. To be boiled three or four hours.
To PICKLE CABEACE.—Take a fine, prime
cabbage, strip off the outer leaves, and cut
out the stalk, shave down the head very fine
with a cabbage cutter, sprinkle a haudfull
of salt over it, cover it, and let it lie two
days ; then drain it in a cullender. Make a
pickle of sufficient vinegar to cover the cab
bage well, adding to it equal quantities of
cloves and allspice with some mace. Boil the
pickle hard for five minutes, then pour it
over the cabbage hot.
To PICKLE OYSTERS.—Wash four dozen of
the largest oysters you can get, in their own
liquor; wipe them dry ; strain the liquor oft;
adding to it a desert spoonful of pepper, two
blades of mane, a table spoonful of salt,
three of white wine, and four of vinegar.—
Simmer the oysters a few minutes in the
liquor, thou put them into small unglazed
stone jars, or green glass jars; boil the pickle
up ; skim it, and, when cold, pour it over the
oysters ; tic them down with a bladder over
them. For lunch or supper, with a small
American cracker biscuit, they are excellent.
Yes, young man, learn to labor I Don't go
idling about, imagining yourself a fine gen
tleman, but labor ; not with the hands mere
ly, while the head is doing something else,
(noddinr , perhaps,) but with the whole soul
and body, too. No matter what the work be,
if it is worth doing at all, it is worth doing
well ; so put your whole mind on it, bend ev
ery energy to the task, and you will accom
plish your object.
If you are a clerk, with only a small salary,
don't be discouraged, work away, be faithful
in all things, keep your eyes open, be strictly
honest, live within your income, labor with
your heart in the cause ; patiently wait, and
your time will come. Other clerks have risen
to eminence ; - why not you ?
If a mechanic, stick to your business, ham
mer away, let nothing entice you from the
path of integrity ; keep your mind on your
work ; persevere in all that you undertake ;
do your• work well : always keep your word ;
respect yourself; labor cheerfully, and though
small your compensation, " the good time" is
surely coming, and you will yet be apprecia
ted. Many a mechanic has built the ladder
by which he has ascended to high honors.—
So may you.
If you belong to any of the learned profes
sions, don't hang out your sign, then fold
your hands and 0.0 to sleep, expecting to be
roused some day and invited to take the high
est seat in the land. That is no way to gain
distinction, unless it be as a drone ; but keep
wide awake : stir about. You will improve
your health by the exercise, if nothing more.
If you have no business calls to attend to,
dive deeper into your books ; you can study
if you can't practice, and be gaining knowl
edge if not money.
Keep straight forward in the path where
your feet have been placed ; labor with all
your might, mind and strength, and your re
ward is not far distant.
Whatever ,be your occupation, make no
haste to be rich; if you arc long gathering
you will be more careful about scattering, and
thus stand a better chance of having your
old age supported by the industry and pru
dence of your younger days. It is by drops
the ocean is filled, yet how vast and deep.—
The sea shore is composed of single grains of
sand ; yet how far it stretches around the
mighty waters. Thus it is by single efforts
and unwearied labor that fame and honor are
attained.
parA paper, giving an account of Toul
ouse, in France, says: 'it is a large town,
containing sixty thousand inhabitants built
entirely of brick!' This is equalled only
by a known description of Albany, which
runs, thus: 'Albany is a city of eight thous
and houses, and twenty-five thousand inhab
itants, with most of their gable ends to the
street!'
(0 - The most remarkable escape on record
is that of the Yankee soap man; who in a
violent storm' at sea, saved himself from
death by taking a cake of his own soap and
washing himself ashore,
Editor and Proprietor.
Household Treasures
Labor and Wait
Rule.—Let her tell in which columns her
age is found. Add together the first number
in the said columns, and the sum will be her
ag,e.
Suppose for example, she says that she
finds her age in the first, second and fifth
columns. Then the addition of 1, 2 and 16,
(the first number of said columns,) gives 19
for her age.
1 2 4 8 16 32
3 3 5 9 17 33
NO. 24.
Make your Company Comfortable
" Well, what is the best way to do so ?"
Not to turn the usual course of things upside
down, and shake the pillars of your domestic
economy, till they are ready to fall about your
ears, all because you have company.
Not to insist upon it, that your visitors
must eat some of all the innumerable kinds
of nice things, provided expressly for them,
nor make it a point of conscience that they
shall never for a moment be left alone. Not
to push all work out of sight and reach, for
fear it will not be thought showing proper
attention to your friends, to have your hands
employed in their presence.
Not to torture your brain, striving to think
of subjects of conversation, when there is no
thing particular, nor interesting, that either
you or your friends wish to say.
So much for negatives—a few of them, for
they might well b multiplied indefinitely.—
To make a visitor feel at ease in your house,
be easy and natural in all you do or say.—
Make no 4lnusual efforts of any kind, for the
surest way to make your friend wish himself
at home, is to let him feel that you are " put
ting yourself out" for his sake.
Give him freely and cordially the liberty of
your house. Assure him of your wish that
he should, while with you, consider' himself
as one of the family, and that you expect
him to eat, sleep, talk, or keep silence, go out,
or come in, read, ,write, mingle with the fam
ily circle, or retire to his chamber, exactly as
he would do were the house his own, and you
"make your company comfortable."
To be tormented by people's politeness, is
almost as bad as to be vexed by their incivil
ity. True politeness has very delicate and
sensitive perceptions, and will never be offi
cious nor overdone.
Said one gentleman to another, whom ho
had invited to pass the time of his sgjourn in
a strange city in his house, " Come, make my
house your home—go out and come in as
suits your convenience. I cannot have the
pleasure of devoting much time to you, but
my house is heartily at your service, when
ever you find the time to go to it. What leis
ure I have, I shall be pleased to spend with
you—but whether you see much of me or no,
pray make yourself comfortable, and at home
in my house, and you will gratify me." That
was real, gospel politeness, such as makes
visitors coin for t abl e
Wanted—An Honest, Industrious Boy.
We lately sAw:all advertisement beaded as
above. it conveys to every body an impres
sive moral lesson.
" An honest, industrious Boy" is always
wanted. He will be sought for; his services
will be in demand; he will be respected and
loved ; he will be spoken of in terms of high
commendation ;'he will always have a home ;
he will grow up to be.a man of worth and es
tablished character.
Tie will be wanted. The Merchant will
want him for a salesman or a clerk ; the mas
ter mechanic will want him for an apprentice
or a journeyman ; those with a 5o!) to let will
want him for a contractor ; clients will -want
him for a lawyer; patients for a physician;
religious congregations for a pastor ; parents
for a teacher for their children ; and the peo
ple for an officer.
lle will be wanted. Townsmen will want
him for a citizen ; acquaintances as a neigh
bor ; neighbors as a friend ; families as a vis
itor ; the world as an acquaintance, nay,
girls will want him for a beau, and finally
for a husband.
An honest, industrious boy l Just think
of it, boys ; will you answer this description ?
Can you apply for this situation. Arc you
sure that you will be wanted? You may be
smart and active, but that does not fill the
requisition—are you industrious? You may
be capable—are you honest You may ho
well dressed and create a favorable impres
sion at first si,ht—are you both honest and
industrious ? You may apply for a, " good
situation"—arc you sure that your friends,
teacher or acquaintances, can recommend
you for these qualities ? 0, how would you
feel, your character not being thus establish
ed, on hearing the words, "can't employ you."
Nothing else will make up for the hick of
these qualities. No readiness or aptness for
business will do it. You must be honest and
industrious—must work and labor, then will
your " calling and election" for places of
profit and trust be made sure.
xle'-An orthodox Yankee expresses him
self as follows, concerning eternity: Eter
nity! why, don't you know the meaning of
that word? Nor I either hardly. It is for
ever and ever, and five or six crerlastings
a'top of that. You might place a row of
figures from here to sunset, and cypher them
up, and it would not begin to tell holy many
ages long eternity is. Why, my friends, after
Millions and trillions of years have passed
away in the morning of eternity, it would
he a hundred thousand years to breakfast
time.
OC7'lrave you blasted hopes?' asked a lady
of a green librarian, whose face was much
swollen by the toothache. 'No ma'am, but
I have a blasted toothache.'
DifiirKeep your own secrets
A Magic Table.
TO FIND A LADY S AGE.
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