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MY COTTAGE HOME.
In a littlo fairy valley,
Where the oak and maple twine,
Where a silver streamlet wanders,
Ts this pretty home of mine.
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-
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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 !"
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"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