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Where the wild flowers bloom the sweetest, And the robins love to come, And the brightest sunbeams linger, Is my littlo cottage home. I have heard of fairer countries, And of skies that brighter seem, Where the flowers arc ever blooming, And the trees are very green— And of cities with their splendor, Far beyond the ocean's foam, Yet I am well contented, With my pretty cottage home. To be sure, no terraced gardens Are around my bimplo cot, No choice exotics, yet as sweet The wild forget-me-not; No peak except the forest, Where the rod deer loves to roam, Yet nature seems to bless me In my quiet cottage home, Some boast of fame and glory, And others sordid wealth, Yeti care not for their glitter, With the blessed boon of health The king may claim his palace, And the titled lord his dome— They know not the enjoyment Of a simple cottage home. - I ,ettct citary. THE MAD ENG/NEER Night on the Father of Waters ! Night with her sable veil lowering over the mourn ing city of Nev Orleans! The shrill roar of escaping steam told all who heard it, that the steamer " Western Belle" had east off her shore-fast, and was now like an uncaged wild bird poising her self on the wing, ready to start on her flight up the mighty Mississippi. I was not a moment too soon, for ere I had reached the promenade deck, the gang plank was drawn in ; "Good-bye" was said to those gathered on the wharf—h and kerch lets fluttered on the breeze, waving an adieu, and we were off. It .Was when. the- cholera was raging so fearfully at the south-west, almost depopula ting whole cities in a day, and carrying death and. desolation into nearly every fam ily. - The panic was at its height in New Or leans. Business of all kinds appeared to lie utterly prostrated before the resistless march of the dread. destroyer. All, or near ly all, who had friends or pecuniary ability, were intent only on placing themselves or families at a safe distance from the deadly visitant. As a natural consequence, every boat or other conveyance which had not ceased run ning, was crowded with the flying and fear stricken citizens. The "Western Belle" formed no exception to the general rule, and on this occasion, as she swung eIF into the stream, an observer readily could have seen that she was crowded to her utmost capacity. Ere we.had reached the channel, I observ ed the captain hurry past me, muttering to himself apparently in great agitation. " Had I only known before we cast off— yet something must be done, that is evident —but what ?" " Give me the charge!" "Captain Reynolds raised his eyes at the sound of the clear and sonorous but some what imperious voice that uttered the words, and beheld a tall, dark-featured and strik ingly handsome man, who had hastily ap proached from the opposite direction, and who, instantly seizing his hand, exclaimed, " Captain, the engineer has left his post— gone upward—dead—the cholera 1" and his gestures were significant as he spoke. " I am already aware of that fact !" said the captain, with anxiety in his tones ; "but why do vou manifest such an interest in the matter?" while his momentarily stern gaze rested upon the countenance of the stranger, whose face was partly concealed by a heavy beard and moustache of glossy blackness. " I am Lieutenant George Hilton, of the United States Army, but formerly chief en gineer of the 'Prairie Bird," at you service!" said the stranger in a hurried manner, men tioning a well known boat, noted in years gone by for her great speed and superior ac commodations, " And your object is to offer your services to me as engineer for the up trip ?" said Cap tain Reynolds, inquiringly. " As you have intuitively perceived, it •, " Sir—lieutenant, I thank you—doubly thank you—and will avail myself of the kind offer, accepting in the same generous spirit with which it is made, and -without further ceremony !" said the captain, as he warmly pressed the hand of the other. " Knowing that the firemen were all green hands, I was just hastening to take charge and manage, as I best might, the engineer ' s department—but now I shall feel at ease." " Then let me at once enter upon my du ties ; there is no time to lose 1" said the lieu tenant, and there was a strange gleam in his wild, restless eye, and a nervous peculiarity in his gesture. It was unnoticed by the captain—or if he noted, evidently considered the idiosyn cracies of an ardent temperament—as he replied, with satisfaction expressed in his voice: " True, true 1 I fear you will find matters in a somewhat confused state, but you can send forward for me at any moment." - They passed beyond my hearing, and I leisurely ascended to the hurricane deck to enjoy a siesta and cigar fiir an hour, after which I sought out my state room—found, en tered, closed the door, and was on the point of congratulating myself on having been en- $1 50 1 insertion $ 25.... 1 00.... 1 50.... 2 do. 3 do. $ 37 1 ,( 2 ' $ 50 75 1 00 1 50 2 00 2 25 3 00 3 months. 6 months. 12 months. $1 50 $3 00 $5 00 3 00 5 00 7 00 WILLIAM LEWIS, VOL. XIV. abled to secure it, when my attention was arrested by the earnest intonation of a musi cal voice•of peculiar beauty—one that could never afterward be forgotten, though heard amid the wild and grandeur of an ocean storm—the roar and carnage of battle, or the discordant murmers of an assembled uni verse ! Spell-bound, I listened : "Oh, sir, whoever you are, for the love of Heaven, assist me to get out of this room— and at once ! Our safety—ay, the lives of every one on hoard is pending on—l shud der to think—perhaps the issue of a few mo ments ! There was an indescribable earnestness in the utterance of the words that thrilled me to the soul. To think was to act, and know ing by the sound that only a thin board par tition separated nie from the 'fair pleader— for that she was fair I would have staked my existence—l immediately drew my heavy "bowie," and first assuring her of a speedy deliverance, commenced cutting away at the top of the boards. In two minutes it was loose—in four I took it out and stepped through the open ing. What a picture was revealed! Seated on a low stool, with her auburn ringlets floating over shoulders of alabaster whiteness. "In all the wildness of disheveled charms!" was a gloriously beautiful maiden of seeming ly not over seventeen summers, and eyes as bright as the jewels.of a regal diadem. ller hands were tied behind, and in her struggle to free herself; the delicate flesh was cruelly lacerated. One stroke of-my knife, and the cords were severed in an instant, and obserVing the in creasing palor of her features, quicker than it takes me to tell' it, 1 had caught her in my arms, and borne her through the entrance which my good blade had effected. To dash open the window; and to lave her fevered brow with water, was but the work of a mo ment. She soon revived, and to my eager ques tioning as to the cause of her painful situa tion, replied, that all her family had fallen victims to the cholera, with the exception of her eldest brother who had recovered from the disease, only to exhibit symptoms of that dark anomaly of the human mind—insanity. That she had used her utmost influence with her brother to get him to visit the north, hop ing that the change of climate and travel would completely restore him to his former strong mind and health. That an hour be fore, he had come to her room with a stout cord in his hand, and said in playful manner, that ho must tie her up. Apprehending no evil, she had not objected to what she sup posed one of his vagaries, but when he drew a revolver and told her that the first words she uttered would be her last! then she be came alarmed, and begged to be released.— With a strange calmness and voice which brooked no reply, be commanded her to si lence, and stating that he was an emissary of Satan, duly commissioned to drive the steam er to hell;" locked the door and departed. She paused, and a faint smile shone through her tears, like the sunshine in a midsummer rain. A light dawned upon my mind ! The en gineer was, then, the brother of this angelic picture of loveliness, and he—l shuddered as I remembered to have noticed the increasing speed of the. boat and the heavy roar of the exhausted pipe—was a madman, ! No time was to be lost. Hastily telling her the little I knew of the lieutenant's move ments, I escorted her to the saloon, and prom ising to return the moment I found her broth er, I went in search of the captain. Hardly had I reached the stair-case, when my attention was arrested by a wild yell of apparent exultation, which rose high and shrill above all other sounds, chilling in its demoniac intonation, and seeming the dread harbinger of coming doom ! 1 involuntarily raised my hands to my. ears, as did others, to shut out the terrific sound. "In God's name, what was that ?" exclaim ed an elderly gentleman by my side, to an of ficer of the boat, who rushed passed us in the direction of the engine room. "Tus M.in ENGINEER ! Our lives are in fearful peril. Follow me if you would know more !" A moment later and we were at the scene of excitement, and beheld a sight to chill the blood in the stoutest heart. With- coat off—eyes flashing menace—re volver in hand, commanding the range of the entrance, and the "register" showing an amount of steam, far beyond the rated capa city of the boilers—the engineer was seated on the safety valve, to keep it down ! and giving occasional utterance to a wild yell, as his weapon threatened with death the horror stricken crowd without. No questions were asked—none were need ed—it was evident that the engineer had driv en the firemen from their Station soon after taking his new position—had transferred several barrels of oil and rosin to the fire un der the boilers, and the sharp, shrill roar from the escape-pipe, as well as the quiver ing of the steamer from truck to kelson as she leaped through the water with the impet uosity of a mad racer, told each and all the the fearful nature of the peril which was mo mentarily increasing. "We shall be blown to eternity ! Shoot the wild beast down ! Our lives are in the balance !" The words were ominously ech oed by the sharp click of a revolver. "Stay ! Hold ! On your life fire not !" And the voice rang like a clarion, yet with all the wild music of an molian harp, as the crowd parted right and left, and the maiden of my story—the sister, magnificent even in her palid beauty, rushed to the entrance. "George ! My brother !", "Virginia! You here !" "The fire in the eyes of the madman burn ed with less flame than before, and liana and weapon fell to his side. His fierceness was gone in a moment, when her bright orbs gazed searchingly upon him. Breathlessly we awaited tho issue. "Give me the pistol !" It was done. "Now come with me !" • 45. r • • 104,1 "But my commission from Satan 1" "Has been fulfilled !" With her eyes calmly reading his, she took his arm and led him quietly away to his state-room. Captain Reynolds immediately ordered the dampening of the furnace fires, and by thus reducing the steam, we were soon compara tively safe. I have but little more to add. „ 7 We reached St. Louis in due time, and without any return of Lieutenant Hilton's malady, and as may be supposed, it needed but little urging for me to accompany them to the house of their uncle—a wealthy and retired merchant of that city—who gave us a princely welcome, worthy of his generous, bachelor heart. Under the careful treatment of several of the most skillful physicians in the city, the lieutenant was soon entirely recovered. And I? Need I . say that my friendship for the beautiful Virginia had ripened into some thing warmer ? Inta LOVE ! *The reader will bear in mind that the author record ing a literal fact of actual occurrance. An English Wdman's Opinions of Amer- Madame Bodichon, who has recently pub lished a tract .on "Women and . Work," ex presses her opinion that the life of most wo men is a practical denial of their duties to God. While on a visit to this country, she was struck by the utter idleness of the "lady class" in society : "There is," she says, "in America, a large class of ladies who do absolutely nothing.— In every large town in the United States there are large hotels or boarding houses, containing several hundred inhabitants each. This hotel population consists mainly of fam ilies who live altogether in hotels ; and the ladies, having no house-keeping whatever to do, have few of the usual duties of women in Europe, and are more thoroughly given up to idleness and vanity, I believe, than any we men in the world. These ladies have not the cultivation which gloSses over the lives of so many women in Europe, and gives them sol id value in society. as upholders of the arts and literature ; but are generally full of the strangest affectations and pretentious. The young ladies, especially, remind me of cer tain women I have seen in Seraglios, whose whole time was taken up in dressing and painting their faces • with this difference— the ladies of the iast spend their days - in.. adorning themselves to please ono lord and' master, the ladies of the West to please all the lords of creation. - Which is tho noblest ambition ?" She also notices the fact that there is in this country as strong a public opinion against women working for a livelihood as in Egland. We never hear of a father in in dependent circumstances giving his daught er a professional education. "If he can live in some style, he counts on his daughters marrying ; and if he cannot, he probably sends them to some relative in the city who receives them for a long visit, in the hope of `getting them off.' Manythousands of young girls come to the cities to stay with brothers, uncles, or friends, for this purpose. A worse preparation for any serious life cannot be con ceived. Years - of idleness are often passed in this way ; years spent in nothing but dress and dissipation • and what does it lead to ? Marriage probe:l3ly ; but what sort of mar riage can be formed by young girls looking at the world from such a false position ? With such a beginning to life, it is almost impossible the girl can ever become a noble human being. In America—in that noble, free, new country—it is grevious to see the old, false, snobbish ideas of 'respectability' eating at the heart of society—making gen erations of women idle and corrupt, and re tarding the onward progress of the Great Re public. The following daguerreotype, which we find in an Exchange, is executed in true colors:— " Look ! look !" said a half dozen lady yokes, one pretty night, as we sat leaning against the outside of the ball room. We did look—alas ! for our modesty ought not to have done so. "If my children were among them, I'd whip them for it ! Yes, if they were full grown, I'd give them the hickory So said the wife of one of our princes, as she turned away in utter disgust. Let me de scribe a little—if the public may look cer tainly it may read, though it run. A group -of splendid ones is on the floor, and lovingly mated. The gents encircle their partner's waist with one arm. The ladies and gentle men stand close, face to face. The gents are very erect, and lean a little back. The la dies lean a little forward. (Music.) Now, all wheel, whirl, circle and curl. Feet and heels of gents go rip, rap, tippity, tip. La dies' feet go tippity-tip, tippity, .tip. Then all go rippity, clippity, slippity, tippity, bip pity, hoppity, jumppity, thump. Ladies fly off by centrifugal momentum. Gents pull ladies hard and close. They reel, swing, slide, sling, look tender, look silly, look dizzy. Feet fly, hoops fly, dresses fly, all fly. It looks tuggity, pullity, squeezity, rubbity rip. The men look like a cross between steel yafds and "limber jack," bottles, Xes. The maidens tuck down their chins very low, or raise them exceedingly high. Some smile, grin, some giggle, some pout, some sneer, and all sweat freely. The ladies' faces are brought against those of the men, or into their bosoms, breast against breast, nose against nose, and toes against toes. Now they go it again, making a sound like geor gy, poregy, derey, perey, ridey, coachy, poachey. This dance is not much, but the extras are glorious. If men were women, there would bo no such dancing. But they are only men, and the thing goes on by wo man's love of it. A secular writer says There is no established standard of propri ety about this matter. if I wore a lady, I might object to these dances, but being a man, Ido not. Wo certainly ought to be satisfied; if they are." HUNTINGDON, PA., MARCH 23, 1859. ican Ladies. Waltzing. --PERSEVERE,- Incident at the Battle of New Orleans. A British officer who was at the battle of New Orleans, mentions an incident of thril ling interest and strangeness and - very de scriptive, of the Western hunter, many of whom marched to the defence of New Or leans, as volunteers in the army under the renowned Andrew Jackson. "We marched," said the officer, "in a solid column of twelve thousand men, in direct line upon the American defences. I belong ed to the staff; and as we advanced watched through our glasses, the position and arrange ments of our enemy, with that intensity an officer only feels, when marching into the jaws of death, with the assurance that while he thus offers himself as a sacrifice to the de mands of his country, every action, be it suc cessful or otherwise, will be judged With the most heartless scrutiny. It was a strange sight, that long range of cotton bales—a new material for breast works —with a crowd of human beingS behind, their heads only visible above the line of de fence. We could distinctly see their long rifles lying over the bales, and the battery of General Coffee, directly in front with its great mouth gaping towards us, and the position of General Jackson, with his staff around him. But what' attracted our attention most was the figure of a tall man standing on the breastworks dressed linsey woolsey, with buckskin leggins, and a broad rimmed felt hat, that fell around face, concealed his features.. lle was standing in one of those picturesque and graceful attitudes peculiar to those natural men, dwellers in the forests. The body rested on the left leg, and swayed with a curved line upwards ; the right arm was extended, the hand grasping the rifle near the muzzle, the butt of which rested on 'the toe of his right foot, while with his left hand he raised the rim of his hat from his eyes, and seemed gazing intensely from be neath at our advancing column. The cannon 'of General Coffee had opened upon us, and tore through our ranks with dreadful slaught er ; but we continued to advance, unwaver ing and cool, as if nothing threatened our progress. The roar of cannon seemed to have no of feet upon the figure standing upon the cotton bales, but he seemed fixed and motionless as a statue. At last, he moved, threw back the hat rim over the 'crow-n . with his left hand, raised the rifle to his shoulder, and took aim at our group.. Our eyes were riveted upon him. At whom had he leveled his piece. But the distance was so great that we looked Et,t.each other and, smiled. We saw the rifle flash and my right hand companion, as noble a fellow as ever rode at the head of a regi ment, fell from the saddle. The hunter paused a few moments without moving his gun from his shoulder, then reloaded and as sumed his former attitude. Throwing his hat rim over his eyes, and again holding it up with the left hand, he fixed a piercing gaze upon us as if hunting out another vic tim. Once more the hat rim was thrown back and the gun raised to the shoulder. This time we did not smile, but cast short glances at each other, to see which of us must die ; and when the rifle again flashed, anoth er of us dropped to the earth. There was something awful in thus marching on to cer tain death. General Coffee's battery and thousands of musket balls played upon our ranks ;. we cared not for them—there was a chance of escaping unscathed. Most of us had walked upon batteries, a hundred times more de structive, without quailing; but to know that every time the rifle was leveled towards us, and the bullet sprang from the barrel, one of us must surely fall ! To see the gleaming sun flash as the deadly iron came down, and see it rest motionless, as if poised upon a rock, and knew, when the hammer *ruck, and the sparks flew from the full primed pan, that the messenger of death drove unerringly to its goal—to know this and still march on was awful ! I could see nothing but the tall figure stand ing on the breastwork. Ile seemed to grow, phantom-like, taller and taller, assuming, through the smoke, the supernatural appear ance of a great spirit. Again he re-leaded and discharge . d his rifle with unfailing aim ; and it was with undescribable . pleasure that I beheld as I neared the American lines, the sulphurous smoke gathered around us, and shut the spectral hunter from my gaze. We lost the battle, and to my mind the Kentuck ian rifleman contributed more to our defeat than anything else ; for while he remained to our sight, our attention was drawn from our duties ; and when at last we became en shrouded in the smoke, the work was com plete, we were in utter confusion, and then unable in the extremity to restore order suf ficient to make any attack. So long as thousands and thousands of ri fles remain in the hands of the people, so long as men come up from childhood, able, ere the down appears on the chin, to hit the centre of a mark, or strike a deer at one hundred and fifty yards in the most vital part uner ringly ; so long as there aro a great propor tion of this republic, who live as free as the wild Indian, knowing no leader butright, and the honorable observances of friendly inter course, America is unconquerable ; and all the armies of the combined world, though they might drive them from the sea-coast and across tho Allegheny mountains, would not be able to subdue the free souled hunter among the mountains and prairies, and mighty rivers of the West." 'Bob, where is the State of Matrimo ny?" "It is ono of the United States. It is bounded by hugging and kissing on one side, and cradles and babies on the other. Its chief products are population, broomsticks, and staying out late o'nights. It was discov ered by Adam and Eve, in their attempt to find a north-west passage out of Paradise.— The climate is sultry till past the tropics of house-keeping, when squally weather com monly sets in with such power as to keep all hands as cool as cucumbers. For the princi pal road leading to this interesting State, consult the first pair of blue eyes you ruu against." Editor and Proprietor. A Good Joke A correspondent of the lanibvertville (N. J.) Beacon, says, a short time since, while staying at the borough of E-, he over heard the following , which he thinks too good to be lost : A number of politicians, all of whom were seeking office under Government, wore seated on a tavern porch talking, when an old toper, named John D , a person who is very loquacious, when corned, but exactly the op posite when sober, said that if the company had no objections, he would tell them a story. They told him to "fire away," whereupon he spoke as follows : "A certain King —I don't recollect his name—had a philosopher upon whose judg ment he always depended. Now, it so hap pened that, one day the King took it into his head to go a hunting, and after summoning his nobles and making the necessary prepa rations, he summoned the philosopher and asked if it would rain. The philosopher told him it would not, and he and his nobles de parted. While journeying along they met a countryman mounted on a jackass. lle ad vised them ; 'for,' said he, 'it certainly will rain.' They smiled contemptuously upon him and passed on. Before they had gone many miles, however, they had reason to re gret not having taken the rustic's advice, as a heavy shower coming up, they were drench ed to the skin. When they had returned to the palace the King reprimanded the philos pher severely. " 'I met a countryman,' " said he, " `and he knows a great deal more than you, for he told me it would rain, whereas you told me it would not.' " " The King then gave him his walking pa pers and sent for the countryman, who soon made his appearance. " 'Tell me,'" said the King, " 'how you knew it would rain.'" " didn't know,'7 said the rustic; " 'my jackass told me.'" "'And how, pray, did he tell you ?' " ask ed the King.' " "'By pricking up his ears, your Majesty,' " returned the rustic. " The King sent the countryman away, and procuring the jackass of him ho placed him—the jackass—in the office the philoso pher filled. "And here," observed Jack looking very wise, "is where the King made a great mis take." "How so ?" inquired the auditors. " Why ever since that time," said Jack, with a grin on his phis, "ever✓ jackass wants an, office !" Making an Acknowledgement. Not many years ago, a young man at a seminary in one of the New England States, was found guilty of disobeying the rules of the school, as ho had actually walked with a young lady, contrary to orders previously given, and perfectly well understood I Mr. Edward (as we will call him) was ac cordingly called upon to make acknowledge ments before the school, or be espelled.••— Whereupon, the said Mr. Edward arose, and said : "I prefer by all means making an acknowl edgement, to being expelled from school; and I acknowledge that I walked with the lady mentioned, and with my umbrella protected her from the storm. I also acknowledge that bad I net done so, she might have taken cold, and a serious illness, or perhaps a consump tion, might have been the result, in which case I should have blamed myself, and my teachers knowing the circumstances, might also have blamed me." The student resumed his seat with about as strong evidence of contrition in his coun tenance as was in his confession, and when a proper opportunity occurred, he inquired of one of the teachers how near a youne , lady a gentleman could walk, and not break the rules of the school. " Well," said the teacher, " walking a dis tance of six feet from a lady would not he considered an infringement of our regula tions. Soon after, Mr. Edward was seen walking leisurely on the common, with a lady, he having hold of one end of a light polo, meas uring six feet in length, while his lady had hold of the other end As they carried about the stick, (which in Act was no impedicnt to their enjoyment,) they chatted and walked and laughed, and walked and laughed and chatted to their hearts' content, but Mr. Edward was never called but once to make an acknowledgement. —Olive Branch. ONLY AX'D FOR INFORMATION.--As Deacon A—, one extremely cold morning in old times, -was riding by the house of his neigh bor D—, the latter was chopping wood. The usual salutations were exchanged, the severity of the weather briefly discussed, and the horseman made demonstrations of passing on, when his neighbor detained him with— " Don't be in a hurry,. deacon. Wouldn't you like a glass of good old Jamaica, this blue nosed cold morning ?" • " "Thank you kindly," said the old gentle man, at the same time beginning to dismount with al the deliberation becoming a deacon. "I. e if I do." t trouble yourself to get off, dea con," said the neighbor, "I merely ax'd for information,—we haven't a drop in the house?" The worthy deacon's nose was at the bluest, but here it began to assume a purple, and he rode off not in the best of humor. BAD LAW, BAD Moanis, AND BAD LOGIC.— Some of our cotemporaries are advancing the theory that a man, in certain cases, has a moral right to be his own avenger. This is all wrong. No human being has any "right" conferred by any law, human, or di vine. It is justifiable to take life only to pre serve life ; in other words, to kill the assassin who seeks to kill you. But this self defence. It is not revenge. "Thou shalt not kill,"— remember,—is equally binding with "Thou shalt not commit adultery." Hence the folly, the wickedness, and bad logic of violating the Sixth Commandment, simply in order to re pair or "revenge" a breach of the Seventh. Nothing is sooner arrived at--nothing takes so long to disabuse the mind of—nothing is so common as a false conclusion ; and having once made it, how tenacious we are of its safe keeping, and how offended we are if any bold people, glorying in their strong-mindedness, dare to hint that what we esteem to be truth is nothing but a flame ! What prejudice was ever nursed by the philosophers with half the fondness they exhibited for the false conclu sion that the world was a flat plane instead of a sphere ? We laugh at these errors now, and esteem ourselves wise in our superior knowledge, and freedom of childish notions —and yet we every day, every ono of us, give ourselves up, unhesitatingly, to a belief in any species .of falsehood that assumes the garb of truth ; and this not because we are deficient in discernment or good sense, but because there is in all of us a natural love of the mysterious and romantic. The preva lence of false conclusions is to be attributed to nothing but idleness and love of mental case, and we accept a dogma without exami nation, just as a near-sighted traveller might an umbrella at an inn ; never discovering its poverty and " looped and windowed wretch edness," till we come to bring it into use. Half the wars that have desolated the earth —half the misunderstandings that have aris en in families—half the popular errors we are prone to cherish, and the weaknesses that we nurse like school girls do their dolls, have arisen, in the first place, probably, from some in authority, who should have known better, and were likely enough, paid for knowing better arriving at false conclusions. Much mischief has arisen and constantly arises, from the indulgence of that species of men tal idleness, which is content to take all it bears for granted, without inquiring into its truth or falsehood ; it will be well for him who would possess a mind of his own—not a dictatorial, positive, disagreeable, contradic tory sort of way, but a firm and independent manliness—to study well before he gives en tire assent to seeming fact ; and, at the same time„ never to take that for falsehood which: may by possibility be sterling truth. NO, 39. A pin and a needle, being neighbors in a work-basket, and both being idle, began to quarrel, as idle folks are apt to do. "I should like to know," said the pin, "what you are good for, and how you expect to - get through the world without a head?" "What is the use of your head," replied the needle, rather sharply, "if you have no eye?" "What is the use of an eye," said the pin, "if there is always something in it ?" "I am more active, and can go through more work than you can," said the needle. "Yes : but you will not live long." "Why not ?" "Because you have always a stitch in your side," said the pin. "You're a poor, crooked creature," said the needle. "And you are so proud that you can't bend without breaking your back." "I'll pull your head off, if you insult me again." "I'll ✓ put your eye out if you touch me; remember your life hangs by a single thread," said the pin. While they were thus conversing, a little girl entered, and undertaking to sew, she very soon broke off the needle at the eye. Then she tied the thread around the neck of the pin, and at tempting to sew with it, she soon pulled its head off, and threw it into the dirt by the side of the broken needle. "Well ; here we are," said the needle. "We have nothing to fight about now," said the pin. "It seems misfor tune has brought us to our senses." "A pity we had not come to them sooner," said the needle. "llow much we resemble human beings, who quarrel about their blessings till they lose them, and never find out they are brothers till they lie' down in the dust togeth er, as we do."—Mulison Record. SUT LOVE:WOOD ANT) TBE LOCOMOTIVE.- The first locomotive Sat ever saw, was stand ing with steam up, and nearly ready to go, making no noise save a suppressed humming from the safety valve. Sut had, in his skee ry, cautious way, elammered to the top of the tender to find out "what sort ovo beast" it was, when the engineer slyly - gave the whistle lever a long pull—shay-y-y Sat lit twenty feet distant on a pile of cordwood, and after running until he got straightened up, lie turned round all eyes, and said : flWhat in the deuce did you do to it. mister ?" Just at this moment a negro came trudling a trunk, with a cooking stove, a joint of pipe on the fine hole, and pigs and pans - hanging all round. Sut took a look first at the stove and then at the locomotive; a light broke out over his perplexity, and ho shouted to the engineer ‘ 0 Oh, yes, I onderstand it all now ; the darned old brute war :fist a nicier•irt' for her colt. gen 'Twas twilight. The sun had sunk beneath the western hill, and the bright rays which streaked the eastern horizon had dis appeared. A lovely female, who had been but one short week a bride,. had been led to the hymenial altar with lively anticipations of future felicity, sat in a secluded apart ment with her husband. She slowly moved her nymp-like form towards the partner of her busem, raised her delicate hand—and— Slappal hM in his face with the dish el4)th, ! The remainder of this interesting story will appear in the Thunder and Lightning Ga zette, which is written by all the brilliant writers in the world—and the county adja cent. TIME'S GRATITUDE AND RE YENGE.— TiDIC is a good and faithful friend, but a most re vengeful and remorseless enemy. Like a deep-feeling and love-desiring human heart, it treasures up a grateful memory of kindness and good service ; and is sure, sooner or later to make payment with the addition of com pound interest. But for every instance of neglect or abuse, it takes certain and terrible vengeance; and none who incur its anger can escape its punishment ; for, like death, time is inexorable. In most quarrels there is a fault on both sides. A quarrel may be compared to a spark, which cannot be produced without a flint as well as a steel, either of therirmay hammer on wood forever, and no fire will fol low. ' The man who travels a thousands miles in a thousand hours may be tolerably quick-footed ; but he isn't a touch to the wo man who keeps up with the fashions. zEr No wonder we are all more or less pleased with mediocrity, since it leaves us at rest, and gives the same comfortable feeling as when one associates with his equals. Xer Every girl who intends to qualify for marriage should go through a course of cook ery. Unfortunately, few wives aro able to dress anything but themselves. ZEir 'Most men employ the first part of their life to make the other miserable. False Conclusions The Pin and the Needle
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