■'American 101 Dnlnntccr :ii •* ; r il i Vt-M-'JV '. BY JOHN B. BRATTON. VOL, , 38. factual* OUR MINNIE. '' • .O, close with reverent care those eyes } : 'Their meek and sorrowing light hath fled, No trembling gleam, through mialof tears From those dimmed’orba will more beehed. ;< t ,t)raw down the thin and azure lid ; . No look of mule oppoaling pain, - No piercing,'anguished gaze on.heaven, . Will strike through thoso blue depths again. Now.gonlly smooth,her soft brown hair, Bhred.not those glossy, braids away, . .but pari the bright locks round her brow . As sweetly in their life they lay. tress one soft kiss on those sweet lips, Tliey thrill not now like flickering flame, .They'll ne’or unclose in troubled dreams, To breathe again that cherished name* But press thorn softly, still and cold, ■ They part not with tho sleeper's breath; Fear thou lb break the softened seal Left'by tho kindly touch of death. Wrap tho while shroud about her breast; ' No trembling throb shall siir its fold, No wild emotions wake to life, : Within that bosom snowy cold. Fold tenderly her fair young hands; The heart,beneath in stillness lies, They'll never strive with tightened clasp, Again to hUsii Us anguished cries. Ay, fold them now ; that-silent heart, What wild, high hopes crcwhilc have thrill'd, .Now hashed to rest,'her glorious dreams Lie with the icy pulses stilled. Oh !- fierce bat brief the storm that swept The bloom from this pale sleeper's brow, And keen tho pang that,rent apart '•Tito'bosom calmly shrouded now. Oh I smooth iier pillow soft and while, . Our Minnio hnlh forgot her pain; The hoarj that broke with broken fuith, ‘ . Now dreams its own sweet dream again. uaujccllnncous. KATE’S VALENTINE, Kate, my sprightly niece, like most young ladles of bar ago, has her own opinions nn matters und things currently transpiring. She thinks Indepen dently, and generally speaks what she thinks. Of course, her knowledge of humaq nature is mil very deep; nor is she as wise in all her-conclusions hb is she led to imagine. Ido not say this disparingly, for Kale has quite os good sense as ninoin loti'who have only numbered her years, which are about twanly-one. - On one subject, Kate had, far a year or two, been particularly decided in her expressions. The Vat. online epidemic, which has raged so violently, she considered a social disease emphatically. It was no healthy manifestation uf right feelings, in her esti mation. • ' At last St. Valentino's day approached, and the •lore windows and counters began to bo filled with emblematic.love missives of all kinds, from the most easily, delicate, end refined, down to tho cheapest, coarsest, end must vulgar, Kate exhibited more and more'strongly her antipathy to tho Custom about to be honored. *if;any ana were to ootid mo a Vilen line,’ said she, *1 would take It as a direct insult to my com* mo n'sense.* •Oh, as Tor that,* I replied, sportively, ‘lovers arc not so silly aa (o address, the common sense of those whi/se favor they desire to win.* •Whoever wine me,* was her prompt answer, ‘must appeal to that. At no other point will Ibe access!, ble.*. • *We shall see.* " ‘And we will see.* ‘l'll wager a hut against a spring bonnet,* said I, a cutting scaroasm. or tell it to.goubout its business, I orstart backwith horror if its soiled garments touch i our ungloved hand ; yes, we had rather ten thousand , times bo deceived, and pity those unfortunates who » appeal to us for' sympathy by the very muteness of 0 their misery—pity,and aid them. 3 • ' I'm a little bound boy, now ;* the simple words need no gesture, no lours, nor groans, to give llum pathos; no, none of these. They look sorrowful, »nd speak volumes by their brevity. -Bound—to lear * uncomplainingly; bound to agonize moment by mu* ment; bound, perhaps, to .hunger and;vlco; heund J to master who knows not the moaning of the vot'd mercy. > Still art thou bound to humanity, poor little bound 1 boy, and Ho who sees the end from tho beginning, has bound thee to • llim«olf by lies that tho vbrld may tarnish but not break, for the suffering hive a Father and a consoler in Jesus Christ. Home Trnthe for Women* Dr. March says tho bust ouro for hysterics ta to discharge the servant girl. In hit opinion, there is nothing like ‘(lying around’ to keep tho normus system from becoming unstrung. Some wuiaen think they want a physician, ho says, when they only want a scrubbing brush. Another writer gives (his advice to the ladles j-— I ‘You onged birds of beaullfbl ptUmsgo l/ul sickly looks, you pale.pets of tho parlor, vegetating In an unhoalthv shade, with a greenish white complexion like that of u potato sprout In a dark cellar—why don't you go out In the open air and warm sunshine, and and lustre to your cheeks and vigor to your frames?. Take early mor. nlng oxcioiso—let loose your corset strings, and run up a hill on a wngor,and down again for fun. Roam in the Holds, climb the fences, leap (ho ditches, wade the brook, and go homo with an excellent appetite.' Liberty thus exorcised and enjoyed will render you healthy, blooming and beautiful.’ Women who arc notalraid ol household duties seldom troublednetsrs. Their hands may not bo quite so while, but why is lust op the hands is saved in paint on Ihq cheeky Those who prstn about tho. respect duo io women In demanding for her an exemption from household labor arc the worst enemies of the fomolo sox.! To those false prophets may be traced (ho oauao which sends one halfo( women kind to sn early grave filer a few years of suffering end disosse, r l hoso fvho work hard are always hoslthy, ohoorfiil. vjrlutms, and useful, while tho ‘lady* Is generally the rovVrso In all these particulars. The common sense uf o\ery woman who will ponder on those tilings will lelllior that her own end her IVlends happiness depends uson some active employment, 1 - Two boys, one or them blind in one eye; were discoursing on the merits ofthelr respective masters. ‘How many houie do you gel for. sleep V said one. 'Eight,* replied the other. ‘Eight 7 why I only get four!' 'Ah,'sold the first, ‘but rocollool you have only one eye to close,and 1 have two.* Hooker Conversation.— 'Hollo stranger, you appeitr to be travelling.' * Yes, I always travel when on a Journey.* * I think that I have scon you somewhere.’ . 1 Very likely you have—l have often been'there.* VAnd prey what might bo your name V * Well, H might be Sam Patch, but It Isn’t.’ . 1 Have you been long In these parte T’ . * Never moro than at present—five feel nine.' ' Do you got anything new?’ * Yea, I bought a new whetitoho this morning.* *| thought so—you are the sharpest blade 1 have seen off this, rood.’ The way to Fortnn«»«6iv It la timer to Work apj »*. than to .Bog* Let no poor boy, after reading, the following into*, reeling faol, ever despair of making a respectable living. ’ ‘ A gentleman was once walking down one of the streets of P , when a beggar loudly craved for a 'few coppers for a nighl's lodging. 1 The gentleman looked earnestly at the poor man, and inquired,— 'Why do you not work? .you should bo ashamed of begging. 1 • *Oh! sir, t do not know where to get employ* ment. 1 ‘Nonsense!* replied the gentleman,'yon can work if you will. Now listen to mo. I was once a beg* gar like you. A gentleman gave to me a orown fleco and' said to me, ‘Work and don’t beg: God lulpa those who help themselves.* 1 immediately left P i. , end got out of the way of my old compa nions. I remembered the advice given mo.by mother bcfofo she died, and I began to pray to God, to keep mo from eiu.and to give mo his help day by day. I went tound to the houses in the country places, and with part of my five shillings bought old rags. .These I tank to the paper mills, and sold them at a profit. 1 was always willing to give a fair price for tho things I bought, and did not try to doll them for more than 1 believed they were worth. I dotormin. e<| to bo honest, and God prospered mo. My pur chases and profile became larger and larger,and now I have got more than ten thoutand crown piece t that I cun call my own. One groat tiring that has con. trihoted to my success is this —l hate kept from drink and tobacco.' As the gentleman spoke, ho took out his purse, and drew from it a five shilling piece, and handing it to (ho beggar, ho said, ‘Now you have the same chance of getting on in the world oo I had. Go and work, and never let mo see you bogging, again. If I dr>.l will hand you over to tho police.* Years passed awsyi, Thegentleman had forgot ten the circumstance, until ono day when traveling through I*-—-, he entered a respectable bookseller's shop, in order In purchase some books he wanted. flc had not been many minutes in conversation with (ho bookseller, before tho latter, eagerly look. Ing Into the face of his customer, inquired, 'Sir, aro jint nui «(><• goinronrnii wno.anm jtein ago, gave a five shilling piece lu a poor beggar at the end of this street 7* •Yes, I remember it well.* ■ 'Then, air, this house, this "Well stocked shop, U the fruit ofthat five shilling piece.' Tears of grati tude trickled.down hie cheeks, as ho introduced tho gentleman In his happy wife and children. .He was regarded as their benefactor. . Whan gathered round tho table, to partake of lea, the bookseller recounted his history from (he. above eventful day/ It was very similar to that of the welcome visitor. By In- honesty, and dependence on God’s help, he had risen, step by step, from buying rags to selling papers and tracts in the streets, then to keeping an old book shop, and ultimately to bo (ho owner of one of the best circulating libraries in (ho place. Before (lie happy party separated, the large old family Bi ble* was brought, out of which a psalm of thanksgiv ing was read, and (hen all bent round the family altar. Words could not express die feelings of those who formed (hat group. For some moments, inter mingled by subdued sobs, evidenced the gratitude to (ho Almighty Disposer of. ail events, which was as cending to heaven. When they rose, and hid each other farewell, the bookseller said—'Thank God! I have found your Urnnta In Jiqirnn. *C3n/t lialn lltna* wl.n t-alp »K«.r» •elves. 'lt t» belter to work than to beg,* Family Scerets, White ascending tho Mississippi, some eighteen monlhi since, on. board the . steamboat Huntsville, tho commander of that excellent vessel related (ho following anecdote of a couple of worthy desciplcs of old Father Miller: In Coles county there lived a man named Dodson, and liis wife, who wero both firm believers In the prophecy of old Father Miller; and not doubling (ora moment tlio correctness of their Prophet’s cal culations for (ho eventful day thAf was to terminate (ho existence of ull sublunary things. ’ j After having set their house in order, the folldwing conversation look place: ' ' ' . 1 My dear wife. I b Hove I have made every prop-, oration for to morrow, I have forgiven all mine enemies,and-pruyod for the forglvencsss of all my tins, and I Iccl perfectly calm and resigned. 1 j * Well husband, I bciievo 1 am ready for tho sound pf (ho trumpet.’ \‘l am rejoiced to hoar it. But my dear wife, 1 litvo no doubt Ihcre.aro many domestic accrela which we have hidden from each oilier, which, had (hoy bion known at the time*of their occurrence, might hive produced unpleasant feelings; but as wo have bat ono.day to live, I reckon it'i'llght to moke a olpm breast to esoh other. lam ready—you begin, hssbsnd.* c *'No, dear, you begin,* - 'No, husband, you begin—l can't.* •No—you know, my love, Paul says, husbands have tlio right to command (heir wives.’ It is your duty •is a Christian, woman, (6 obey your husband—tho father of your children—so, begin lovo.* ' In tho sight of God I reckon its right, so I will tell you, dour husband—your oldest son, William, is nut your child.' • 'Great God, Mary! I. never drompt of you being untrue to mo! Is that (rue 7* Yes, God forgiyu me, It Is true. 1 know that 1 did very wrong, but 1 am sorry for it, in an ovii hour I full, but (hero is no help fur it now,’ 'William nolmino I In the name of God whose child iw he •lie is Mr. Graham’*, the constables. The Lord bo ncor your poor wife !’ - *Bi> William ain't my child 7 Goon.* ‘Well, our daughter Mary named after mo, ain’t your's neither.' ‘Salvation! talk on, Mary— Como right out. Who’s Mary’s father?' •Mr. Grinder, tho man that built tho meeting house, and went to tho lower country.' 'Well, ns (hero is but one day more, I’ll boar it, so nn if you have anything else.' ♦Well, there is nur youngest— * ‘I suppose Jimmy, ain't mine?' •No, dear husband. Jimmy that we both lovo so well, ain't your's cither.* •Merciful Lord I Is U so? In the name of the Sa vlour whoso is he?’ • flo ir tho one-eyed shoe-maker's who lives at the forks of tho road.' . •Well, my God I Gabriel.blow, blow your horn i want to go NOW !’ CiiEEnFUi.Nßss.—Tho host thing about-a girl is cheerfulness. Wo don't osre how ruddy her cheeks may bo, or how velvety her lips, if she wears a scow), oven her friends will consider her ill-looking, while tho young Indy who illuminates her countenance with smiles, will bo considered as handsome, though her ouni|itttiion may bo onarse enough to grate n nutmeg on. Aa perfume is to the rpae, so Is good naluro to the lovely. Girls think of this. A Fact.—Wo have hoard a groat many queer sto ries about mean men, but none , that gave a more powerful idea of meanness (hnp the following fuel: A man once drove up ton Now Hampshire tavern, and oonly asked lljo landlord fora cent’s worth of hny. Tito landlord led his horse to tho shod, and lot (|,o poor frame of n boast stuff himself,and then fill* cd (he-wagon with loose hay. Meanwhile the own er onlled for a basin, of water and soap, and niter washing his bonds and face thoroughly, wiped him solfdry on n ‘spnnnleun towel,'laid down his cent and was moving off. '1 say ?’ said the landlord, 'won’t you take a drink before you go ?' , • •Well, seeing It’s you. I don’t oare If do,' was tho reply, end bark ho wool and took a drink, •You don’t llv? in these parte, 1 believe, stranger,’ said the tavOrnkoeper. •No,’ was the reply, and as you treated mo to well, this time, I'll call and patronize you again I' Wrestling with the Lord* Josey Dobson was a fisherman, and a great wrest* ler, his groat boast was that he could throw any man In‘his nook of woods.’ Josey was not an educated man; he look everything Htlorally and not figure* lively—ho despised ail tropes or figures of style. Onoooeaßion,duriog tbo boat of summer, Josey was in Now Orleans pursuing his honorable calling, when the hot southern sun proving rather too much Ibr bis iron constitution, he was taken with the yel. low fever.’ In a little while our hero found himself In the Charity Hospital, emaciated and shrunk up with disease, a mere shadow of what ho had been. The doctor did all he could for him, end finally told Josey that he must seek hie peace with Heaven by calling in a preacher. Accordingly the preacher was sent for, and like a good servant of hie master, visited the poor man's bedside, - 'Now,* says tho good man,‘you. must prepare.for death; there is no hope of your living.' , .'But I don't know how,* said tho 1 dying man. ‘You must wrestle with (ho Lord,* replied the preacher,'wrestle with him, wrestle night and day as did Jacob of old.' ‘What, roallo with (ho Lord,* said (he astonished Josey, looking down to his emaciated limbs,'rattle with those poor shrunken limbs? Why, he'd trip me into hell tho first pass!* I Don’t like his Looks* . Why 7 Because I don't. Powerful reasoning is it not? But aro you guilty of the same sin 7 Havo you not expressed your mind unfavorable towards an Individual with whom you had no acquaintance, because you were not pleased with his looks? Was U right? - You may as well judge • book by its covering—a pearl by the shell in which It is found. The roughest looking men, sometimes, are the pos sessors of the kindest hearts and the noblest feelings. The homliesl man of our acquaintance is one of the finest follows wo ever met with. Wo once thought we did not care to number him among our friends; now wo could not part with him. Ono of the plain est women (hat we have seen, it a meek and humble Christian, beloved by all who knew hor. We wish vn enitld i». A Warning to Newspaper Borrowers.—' The Boston Post announces the decease of a ;oltiaen of. New Hampshire, occasioned as it avers By a news* paper which the gentleman had borrowed, and was carrying home, and the wind took.it away. He chased U through the drifted snow, and died of fa tigue soon after recovering it. ' Pleasant.— To open your wife’s Jewel box and! discover a strange gentleman** hair'dbne up as a keep-sake. We know of nothing that makes ao ardent temperament feel more “koifey.*£ The best “life preserver” is a wife.* Who was the most industrious manf. “Job.” It is a sad house when the hen otOws loader than the cock. , - .•- - Whatever you undertake, go into It alToVer, less it be diving into the sea of trouble.* A gambler is a 1 rogue amongst fools, and a foot amongst'rogues. - v ' Louis Napoleon has had his carriage made bul let proof for fear of assassination. Thera are two things modest men shoUfd octet undertake—>lo borrow money or study la#. '' -' Who was the most Jonah, for ho was “sucked 4 ‘; ; ' J According to the laws of N. Y„ Forresi cannot marry again, although hia wife can. . . . The stockholders of the United Stales- Bank have voted to finally “wind it op"-*il has been run down long enough. • . Thera have been 600 rnurdefaln Texas fn ther Inst four years, and hut of this startling number not six have been convicted. Females are earning from $4O to $lOO per month in the cities of (he Pauifin, and husbands are as plentiful aa flies in a sugar hogshead. .■ /' ■ ‘ 'A Whftr orfltnrout west, asserts.“wfthatu I**/ of contradiction,” that the principles of his party are as progressive as the eternal rock of Gibraltar. What clear, bright,beautiful weather. It spans the Wretched, muddy, filthy and detestable Streets like heatity bending over slh. The Washington Union slates the Atlantic post age In 1851 exceeded that of by itrorO'(had two hundred thousand dollars.- . The United Slates has ground enough (o be col op into ninety.ftve States, each as large as Great Britain proper. < - - The oldest man*of>Wßr in active service.was launched in the year 1790. She fs called' the Ocean, carries 120 guns and belongs to the French Navy. Seventeen lawyers have died fn Philadelphia is the last year. Among them have been soma of the most talented members of the bar. ,'•' The editor of the Somerset, I*B., “Visitor, ’* has lost his breastpin. What business has an editor with a breast pint 1 lalelyl*in to rSnfrer*Briputa lion of tho leg necessary. Tho total number of emigrants who arrived In N. Y. for January was ln January of last year, 17,204. Decrease, 4,531. President Roberts, of Liberis,has received ,/rbm the Prussian Minister at the Court ofSt. i dispatch containing a formal recognition of the In* dependence of Liberia by the governments. Twenty thonaand women of bad chtfraotet exist in London. . What a depraved state of morale must exist among the male popolation if these fig* ures prove correct. S-aayl—Do you believe , ia the JCholchester Rockers 1. Do you love figs 1 peel f Do yop love lambs' lungs ?' Do you live near tbe’shoteepry’s pop ? Did you ever ride in a wsgage bsgtfon f "Kossuth Pudding," is the name of a dish pla carded at one of the eating houses in Neqr->York* It is supposed to be a very good sort of pudding for Hungary [hungry] people. Ninety persona were killed in the Stale ofNew Yorkj by railway accidents, during the last year* and forty-seven wounded. Not one person In his seal in the cars was killed. The gold medal lo.be presented Iq Neal Dow, of Maine,.the author of Ibtreelebrated liquor law, by the N. V. Temperance Society,lp said to have cost $250. The Tammany Society, in N. V., have deter* mined to sel< the "old wigwam" on the corner of Frankfort street and City Hall Square, at piabllc[ auction, and build another hall further up town. The natives of France, residing In N, Y. have appointed a committee of 91 to draft an address to all Frenchmen in (he U. S.« suggesting theforma (ion. of a general association in that branches throughout the Union, in order to afford relief to all political refugees who may come from France. An old experienced editor say* that there ire throe tilings which affect a man** spirils«adull day, an empty pocket and being Jo. love, Wo know by experience (hat one of these will, f Every heart has its secret'sorrows,*whlMt (ho world knows not; and oftentimes wo call s man cold when ho is only sad. ;1 It has been beautifully said, that "the veil which' covers tho face of futurity Is woven by the hand of mercy." Mrs. Swlsshelm declares that "the colldfsn anaconda would make a better girdle for a yhong woman's waist than tho arm of a druuken bus band." Gan. Casa wns inched ivoonlly, wlijla ai Irevll lf*, MlrHmto drink. “No/'aald the GanefaL’ “I never used liquor nor used tobacooiahtTltio 1 not wish to begin at CentreilUe,” OCjrThe following by bond la descriptive of an Knglihmnn traveling in Franco, without understand* log tlie languagei— , ii ;„. Chaisca eland for chairs. They ohrleten letter* They call their mothera marts, And all their daughter*,/lUir* . , . *Oh dour!’ exclaimed anuroHln Wbol/ad SeoV chewing green apple*, , IVo ewe Hawed an odd 'fat. low ?’ ‘An odd fellow ?’ *Vc», ho If giving ma tb§ grip,' • . m f t'-t- NO. 40;'