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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,
<thal you receive a-Volentine ibis year from a cer
tain young man named ———. • Never mind; don't
blush so; 1 won't name him.* - '
•I would discard spy one who Insulted me with a
Valentino,’ replied Kale, indignantly.
‘Don't say that, for fear you will have cause to
repent the indiscretion.’
‘Vos, I do iay it. No nun of good sense would
■loop to. such trifling.*
»| don't knuw. Kale. A little trifling now arid
then, is relished by the best of men.*
•That's a rhyme, which doea not always go hand
in hand with reason.'
•You’ll grow wiser, Kate, aa you grow older.*
•If that's the. kind ul wisdom ago brings, I'm sure
I don't want it. . '
1 answered with a lough, fur to bo grave on suoh
a theme was not in mo. As the fourteenth approach
ed. Kate frequently repealed her expressions of dis
gait at the silly custom of sending .Valentines; that
had become so popular, and declared, over and over
■gain, that such a liberty with her would be taken
as a direct insult, and resented accordingly.
Among the visiting acquaintances of Kate, was a
young man named Lorlng, for whom, I could see,
•he had kinder feelings than for any oilier male
friend; but, either in consequence of o natural reserve
of chariot or, or because he was in doubt as to Kate's
sentiments regarding himself, ho never seemed per
fectly at ease in her company, though ho sought it
on every proper' occasion. ■ I hud him in my mind
when I suggested the reception of u Vulonll.no from
a certain young' man,' and Kale understood me per-
Wo’lli Valentino’s day oamo round. At dinner
lime, I came home as usual, and almost the first
word rpy wife said to me was— ,
•Wlul do you think? Kalo’s received a Valen
tine.*
‘lndeed!'
«ll»B true. Il oamo by the Dispatch Post. I gol
It at Iho door and sent U up lo hor loom.’
«Hsve you seen her since?’
»No.’
•Of course; aho'e particularly indignant.
*1 don’t know anything about that. It was a hand*
Some one r Infer, from the size and envelope; end
bad in It aomolhlng hard* which I look for jewelry
—a breaatpln or a bracelet.'
‘Whore do you think It oamo from7’ said I.
•I’ve guested young Lorlng,’ answered my wife.
•If he haa sent It he boa committed a great mis.
take,* 1 replied. - T
♦How so 7*
♦You know Kate’s antipathy lo Valonllnea.
‘Young ladies often talk a great deal without
realty knowing what they say; and Kale te not alto,
mlh.rH.« fiom Iho r.ull.' .sW mj wife.
I readily enough assented to this. When the bell
rung ft* dinner, Kate oamo down from her room.—
Her ft»ce was rather more sober than usual, end she
did not join In the conversation with her accustom,
•d animation. She was first lo retire from the table.
•I don’t think sh,e is mortally offended, * said 1 lo
lf I am skilled In monlel Indications,*
was replied. . ,
During the afternoon, two or three more love mis*
■Wss came; bet not a word touching tholr reception
or the feeling* thereby, wee breathed by Kate. Il
was plain, however, to one with oven half an eye,
lhal she wee pleased with the mark of attention,'or.
It might be, token of love. Evening, Instead of. be
ing ptsfud as usual with the family, was spent by
Kate In Her room. . T
On the neat morning, at Iho breakfast table,-1
mentioned tho fact that a certain number of Vslen*
tinea hid passed tbrqugh the post office on tho day
before, This was in order to Introduce the subject,
end call out some remarks from Kate; bql she. re
mained silent on tho subject, though not without
indication, by her heightened color and restless eye,
(hat her thoughts wore busy enough.
*1' rather think our young hdy has changed her
opinions,* said I, smiling, alter Kale had left tho
table.
. 'Circumstances alter esses; you know,* replied my
wife, smiling in turn*
On the next evening young Loring called in.—
Kate was longer then usual in making her appear*
anoe, and when.she came into the parlor, was dross*
ed with more than ordinary care. For the first lime,
I noticed on her wrist a now and boantifni bracelet.
She blushed slightly; as she met Loring; seemed a
little embarrassed, but was soon oonvorsingwUh him
in an animated style. • .' 1
'Did ynu sea I that new bracelet?’, asked my wife,
when wo wore next alone.
‘I did.*
•Where did il como from 7*
. 'Didn’t you say that in ono of the Valentines she
received there was something hard, like a piece of
jewelry?*
‘Yes.’
. ‘That bracelet probably.*
‘No doubt of it.*
.‘And, moreover,'said I, ‘ills plain ibal she be
lieved tho Valentine came from.Lnnng; for at her
first meeting him, she wears it fbr tho first time.*
‘Thus/ remarked my wife ‘notifying him that she
receives Che token kindly.*
' I laughed aloud* for I could not help tj.
‘Why do you laugh,' enquired my wife.
'She wan going to discard any one who insulted
her with n Valentino.'.
‘That was idle talk. I've hoard such things said
befoio.*
Two or three evenings went by, and Loringeamo
again. Sinco his former visit, the now brOcolot had
not bden seen. Now it was worn, again. .As we'
know tho young man well, and liked him the butler
tho more intimately we knew him, wo sad*no inu
propriety in leaving tho young couplo alone in tho
parlor.
From that timelhoro was a marked change in my
niece. Sho was less sprightly and moro absent min
ded (Inin usual. Next, her appetite Tailed her, and
she began'to grow, thin and lose her'color—our®
signs of a heart disease. Meanwhile, Loriiig was a
constant visitor; and whenever ho came the bracelet
was displayed,evidently in token' that she knew from
whence it came, and wished its full acceptance to bo
understood. At last; I received a formal visit from
the young man* and a formal offer, for ilia hand of
Kate. Of course, I had no objections to orgo; Tho
matter was, In my mind, fully settled.
' After that the bracelet afore.mentioned was al
ways to bo soon on 4ho arm of Kate. ;Uns evening,
it was about a month before her. wedding day, as I.
sal talking with Kate, for whom my affection had
always been, as tender as that of a father for hia child,
( look her hand, and auid, as I examined tho brace,
let—
•That is very, beautiful.*"
•Yes 1 have always ndrnircd llvery much,* site
replied, tho color growing warmer in her cheeks.
*A love token, I presume.?’.
And us I said (his I looked at her archly. Tho
hue of her cheeks became still deeper.
‘A Valentine,* I added.*
Tho blood mounted to her temples.
•ftul it was nut an ordinary Valentino. It did not
oomo from a (rifler, and.was not received as ap in*
suit. I thought you wore not the girl, Kilo, to re
ject a sincere offer. 1
Kale blushed still moro deeply.
“This tittle love-token,dear Kale Is for tlicc;
Accept it, amt keep it, amt wear it Cur me."
As I repeated thistouplcl, (ho young girl started
with surprise, and looked with inquiring earnestness
in my face.
•Bui l*m afraid, Kale,'said I, with a meaning
smile, and u voice half regretful in its tone, ‘thalyou
wore it less fur the real, than for an imaginary
giver.*
She did not reply, but looked at mo more earnest
ly, while a sudden light appeared to break upon her
mind.
.•Dear, uncle,* said she, at length, bending towards
mo, ‘had you seen this bracelet before you saw ilon
my orm 7*
•Yos, love,* was my tenderly spoken reply; and I
pressed her pute forehead with my Mps aa 1 spoke.
•And you sent it ?’ .
She seemed half breathless, as she awaited my re.
ply.
♦Yes, dear.' '
She covered her face suddenly with her hands, and
sat motionless fur some minutes. In a Hltlo while,
1 saw a tear come stealing through her finger*.—
My feelings were tduebed, for 1 feared leal I had
done vlolcnco tn tiers by this little confession of the
truth. But, ere 1 had looked fur composure of mind,
alie witlidrovl iter hands from her face, on which an
affectionate smile ehone like a rainbow amid tno
parting drops of a summer shower, and said aa aha
arose— * •
•‘Henceforth. I will wear It forthe real giver.”
Bending to kiss me eho loft a lour on my chock,
and then glided from-tho room. * ■
On her wedding night, Kate wore her Valentine
bracelet; and I uni weak enough to believe—ll the
sentiment may bo called a weakness—that eho priz
ed it even more highly than if Lorlng himself had
been the giver. .
BEAUTY IO MEN.
or MRS. M. A. DENNISON.
‘I con tell when a woman'a face if beautiful,' laid
a friend to ua the other day', 'but 1 donl know what
you cull a handsome luan.' -
Wo might have referred him to the popular ro
mance* of the present duy for a description of manly
beauty, but having little sympathy for those perfect
beinga, expansive brows of snowy, whiteness, blue,
bluck or gray eyes, finely clUsdled features, rich
wavy curia and all the minullto of funded perfection,
wo simply said wo believed there was no particular
•laiidord of bounty recognised among the ladies with
reference to |iis sox, and wn think that in suying so
wo arc correct.
“1 do not like a pretty man
With pretty Ups und potty walk,
With bunds that prettily sport a fan,
And delicate lips that prettily Ulk."
• The frunk open countenance, cheerful with the
light of a sunshiny disposition; the thoughtful, placid
brow or low lips, firm when in thought, yet flexible
and smiling In conversation, iho goodness of a re*
fined nature illuminating every lineament—give ns
these in preference lo all your set fine faces. And
even In Irregclsr features of what arc culled decided
ly plain mun, wo have oven seen glow will* on cz.
prcßshm absolutely beautiful as sumo all pervading
ihomo of Interest lighted up tho face, so that the
crooked nose, even .Iho heavy, shapeless forehead
and the dull oyos, ti'nvo caught a reflection of Iho ln«
nor loveliness, the beauty of tho soul.
Then, gentlemen, remember, It does not need the
air and face of an Adonis to please end Interest tho
ladles. Only let us read upon the countenance the
stamp of a cultivated mind, or the quick lighting up
of the eye, ee some generous Impulse prompts to an
act of klndnsss; let us behold ynu at once dignified
and oorloous. gentle and refined to all alike, oven to
the erring, delicate In your attentions (espooljilly to
us ladies) unbending In your will only when In the
absolute right, gentlemonly In your person, and wo
will oil (thoso whose opinions ero of any value of
course) pronounce you handsome without a dissent*
Ing voice. . , .
Remember thel the qualities of Iho heart and so.
tionsof the life elemp tho foeluroe with an lnoff«oq.
able mark either of goodness or vlloneas, and culti
vate those affections end'habits which will write
upon the lebleto of your countenance that which no
oce reading can but love and admire. ,
A physician being out a gunning, without success,
his servant aald'bo would go Into tbe next fifW, end
If falrdw wee there ho would doctor thorn. ‘Doctor
'em, what do you moan by that 7’ Inquired the mas
ter/ ‘Why, kill 'em lo bo sure,* replied the servant.
" OUR COUNTRY—WAV IT ALWAYS BE RICHT-BUT RIGHT OR WRONG, OUR COUNTRY."
CARLISLE, PA., THURSDAY, MARCH 11, 1852.
HJI A LITTLE BOUND BOY NOW.
BY MRB. M. A. DENNISON.
We do not know when wo have road anything so
touching as the subjoined inoidont:
"The Philadelphia Sun relates that as one of the
Police officers of that city was proceeding along tbo
sidewalk on Sundoy afternoon, whilst the snow was
failing thick and the wind blowing in eddying gusts
and piercingly cold, the sobs of a child .attracted hiv
attention, Ho soon found a poor little boy in an el.
ley standing up to his middle in the snow; and be
numbed with cold., Tho lltlio fellow told the officer
that he bad been sent to clear away the snow from
the alloy.. I Go in the house,* said tho office,and tell
your, mother that she ought to be ashamed ofhcrsolf.
‘My mother,* replied the boy, Is dead. ‘l’m a little
bound boy now.'..
Poor little orphan! No kind mother- would
have sent her own child to expose life#nnd health,
even to earn a penny with which to buy bread; and
no human heart bade the wretched boy go forth In
such weather and such a storm. The condition of
a friendless, motherless little one, Is to our mind the
most deplorable on earth, and the being who could
ill use or neglect an orphan must assuredly suffer—
dther in this world or the future.
• I'm a little bound boy, now :' alas ! how mourn
fully eloquent these few words; 'l’m a 111110 bound
boy, now. 1 : Did ho. remember the time' when the
light of a mother's lovo was continually sunshine to
him? when he was the star of her existence, when
his little lips wreathcd'ln smiles, were pressed again
and again by her lips, and his eyes were, mirrors
for her love beaming face 7- Did ho remember the
tin\o when a place on her bosom an whiuh to pillow,
his head was recompense for ull his (roubles, when
her sweet voice soothed him to slumber, and the
depths of her beaming eyes were graves fur all his
disquietudes 7 Then doubly heart rondinjf the
thoughl'and.iho feeling that heis • a little bound boy,
now ;* lie cannot leap over the door step ns of yore
and fearlessly cling to the hand of his mother ; no !
ho moves -with n cringing trend within a stranger's
domicil; ho starts at,the smallest request, for the
l»no» wrm ethinfor .r. cnlfi HOfl iCJ! there IB no mii- i
sic In them as there used to be in the volctror nm ;
mother;,tho sweet request is changed into the per* I
emptory command, and he flics over the pavement •
to.execute the tyrannical order, us if every brick
were a live coal beneath his feet.
Perhaps ho remembers the lime when he hurried
from school happy but hungry, and sure of tho wel
come slico of good, sweet bread, but now when ho
Is 'almost starving, ho dares not ask with that tilist
ing familiarity of ono who knows his every reason
able wish will be supplied.
‘-My mother is dead;* oh! the utter desolation of
spirit which' ai child must experience an beholding
the death cold,brow of an only, a darling parent.—
He stood,perhaps, by her bedside, and full (ho heavy
pressure of her' hand; heard her wild prayer, and
clung to her cold, lifeless clay. Then, it moy be, he
was consigned to tho house of charily* from thonoo
ho was bound out. God help him, where tho miik of
human kindness flowed not through human channels
for him ; bound out; to toil where the children of
his own age, in (ho same family, wore sheltered from
the rough winds of houven, and eared for so ten
dcrly.
Tho vision of that desolate child, standing in the
drifted show heaps, the tears, freezing on Kjs checks,
his poor hands red and numb,his limbs oil troubling,
ban often since obtruded U»s»tf Oil our vision \ und
that plaintive wail, * l*ra a little bound bny, now,’
oh 1 how docs its searching pathos penetrate our in*
moalsbul. Wo look sometimes upon the rosy ctiocke
and sparkling eyes of those near and dear to us, and
picture such a falo for them; and tlio hlood shrinks
back to our heart. What! they sleep in the broken
garret where tho snow sifts through? they fool the
hard hand of anger upon their quivering flesh 7 they
puss long, terrible days, end dark, lonely nights, and
no sweet.kisk dimple (heir checks, no soil, loving
arms enfold them, no heart boat.close to theirs 7
And yet, we shudder while wo write, such is (he
i fate of thousands pnoo as carefully roared as they ;
, nor older in years, but In biller experience, aged—
their souls soured, blackened by unkindness; tho olt
emenls of hatred burnt into their very hearts by the
, cruel taunt, and the unfeeling sneer. Do, careful yo
who hove charge of such unfortunates; be kind to
. them for tho sake of your own dependant offspring,
for ini God’s mysterious providence they may In fu
ture years bo laid in’ the grave, leaving their little
I ones to heartless charities. Wo hud rather bo docoiv
, ud, thank God ! than turn from the child beggar with
> 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<ijt.Bi_raupk-rß».4h* anti
pretty women who walk our streets and fill our
thurchos. Tho face is not tho index of tho heart.—
From the sholl.no ono con judge the meat. Pearls
aro as often picked from the.dung-hill ss*a flower
garden. Never, then, judge-by looks alone, hor
speak disrespectfully or .unkindly of one who may
not bo. beautiful to look upon. First become ac
quainted with tho person, and then judge of tho dis
position and.charactor, bul never before. .
A Doautlfnl. Comparison!
We do not wonder that leaves and trees and boughs,
have ever been the material whereof poets have
manufactured comparison iir imagery. One of the
most beautiful wo over remember to have seen was
by Dr.Clieovor. !Tha( tree, full leaved,and swelling
up in the calm, blue summer air! Not a breath is
stirring, and yet huw it waves and rooks in tlio sun.
shino. Its shadows aro hung lavishly around it;
birds sit and sing in its branches, and children seek
rofugo beneath thorn. Human affections are (ho
leaves, tlio foliage of our being—they catch every
breath, and in tho burden and neat of the day, they
make music and motion In a sultry world. Stripped
of that foliage, how unsightly ia human nature.—
Like that same tree it stands, with shivering arms,
tossing despair inglvluHea ««»,—• qlnrtnu«fluii«rtp»
oi mo anawarmfb oeforo; an iron harp for the mm.
slrela of tho wildest winds now.*
Motives for Matrimony.—Goethe said ho married
to obtain respectability. John Wilks declared lie
married to please his friends.' Wycherley, In . his
old age, took his servant girl to Flic, to spile hit re
lations.' Tho Russians have a story of a widow who
was so inconsolable for the loss of her husband, that
she took another to keep from fretting to death ; end
wo read of an Irishman who declared he would nsv
erhave a second wife, but having a chanco to marry
a Protestant girl, he just took her to bo (he means
of saving her soul. A young and ralhorTast’ gen
tleman of our acquaintance, married a lady nearly
old enough to be bis grandmother, because he owed
a debt of fifty dollars for board. Tho bargain ho
afterwards described as a hard ( ono,declaring ho went
off cheap—dog cheap..
PopuijUUtt. —Tho desire of obtaining the good
will and esteem of our fellows, Is one which finds a
place In the breast of all, and should be cultivated.
Titcre ore various reasons why this should be. We
aro all placed hero to worship God, end benefit uur
follow men { and our, object should be to do all wo
can in our allotted lime. Tho amount wo may ac
complish, depends to a great degree on (he influence
wo exert. A good name is one of the most impor
tant instruments by which an influence can be oxer,
led for good, ond (bis good name must be the result
of a firm adherence to pure and holy principles.—
Those who. 00l from principle, will at least bo re;
•peeled by all around (hem, and In many instances
attain a popularity which those who lakoolbor plans
may never hopu to roach*
Friuls Ficrr.—The gem of oil others which
most enriches tho coronet nf the lady's character, Is
unaffected piety. Nature may lavish much on her
person, (ho enchantment of her countenance,-the
gracefulness of her mien, or (ho strength of her in
tellect, yet her (loveliness is uncrowned till piety
throws around the whole the sweetness and the pnw
or of Us oharms. She then becomes unearthly in
her temper, unearthly in her desires and associations.
The spoil which bound hor'nfieolions to things be.
low, is broken, and she mounts on the silent wings
of hope end fancy, In the hobitalion of God, where
It is her delight to hold communion with the spirits
that have been ransomed from the thraldom of earlh,
and wreathed with* garland of glory.
■Her beauty may throw Us magical oharm. over
many; prince* and conquerors may bow with admr.
ration at the shrine of her riches;, the sons of science
and poetry may embalm her memory in history and
In song, yet piety must bo her ornuncni, her pearl.
With such a treasure, every lofty gratification on
earth may bo purchased; friendship will be doubly
sweet; pain and sorrow shall lose (heir sting, end
tho character will possess a price above rubles.—
Life will bn hut a pleasant visit (n e-trih, and death
an onttHce upon a joyful and perpetual homo.
Such is piety. Like a tender dower, planted in
the fertile of'a woman’s heart, It grows, expanding
Its foliage, and imparting Us fragrance tool! around,
tilt transplanted, It is'sel to bloom in perpetual vigor
end unfading beauty in (he paradise of God,
We taka the following good one from tho Oiddo.
ford Herald: ‘
Tito Rev. Mr. E., who lived not a thousand miles
from Portland, was preparing his discourse for the
the next Sibbnth. Slopping occasionally to review
what he hod written, and to erase that which ho was
disposed, ho wus accosted by his little son, who h&d
numbered but threo summers:
•Father, deoa Gnd toll you what to preach ?'
•Certainly, my child.'
•Then, whit makee you aorateh It oat.*
Anomioomee aomeilmei open ua.bMtwegooffini'
or lo It t and Jnalead of rejecting It, we eal! li,*j4tir
1 iaa Woe that carries with it neither pleasure DM’
profit, nelilier honor nor security.
A lady being aeked her opinion about mooataohtv
replied, “I always sot roy face agalnai them.” M
A thief being caught robbing a bank; whoii-aakod i
what ho waa doing, anaworod “Only taklng.poica,’*,'
There la a lady in Boston who ie aollredoTaingW
: bieaaedncia.lhat alio deiiroa the prayers pfllyr oburpbi
1 in her behalf.
■ • •. :■ *••»,- , , ■ 3.i».d rife..;
OO’An old b«ll«d tliin ■.!«.
Snow—* which wp have been bloaaed with an abuo* gine. Tho moat of % m don't Want’ anything, aho J
dtnoa t awye, and when they do thoy dooVgoi It.
Girl*, never run away from your parent* till you
are anre the young men you elope with don’t run a«
way from you. Title advice ie worth a yoar'e eub.
■oripllon, but we will give it grail*.
Tlje question, ‘why printer* do not auoceed in bue.
ineaa a* well hi brewore, wne (hue answered,‘Be
oau*o prinlire work for (ha head, and brewers lor
(ho alumnoli' and whilst all men have •tuaiaolii, very
few have head*.*
11 My father Ie the Northern. Wind,
My mother’* namo wai Waipf j
Old Parson Winter married them—
And Tm their hopeful daughter,”
AT $2 00 PER ANNUM.
©BJja anß Sotn>».
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
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