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BY. JtfltS B. BBATTDS. !
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A TliotlGHT6(i
The idea WHlcbnins through Ihetrt lincs r aod
Which I*M beautifully and nutbrdily carried out, it
ia said, ffa* oiprcaicd by a little boy five year old.
;Tbo whole picture 1b true to a child’s fancy »
; Ob, I‘lohff to lie, dear mother,
Oh lire cold and fragrant grass*
With notfght but the sky above my head,
Attd the shadowing clouds that para.
And 1 Want the bright, bright sunshine,
All round about my,bed ;
I’ll olosdmw eyes, and Ood will think
Your, little boy la dead I
Then Christ will rand on angel
To take m 6 up to Him;
Ho. wilt bear me, slow and steadily,
Furtbrough.lho etlici dim.
He will gently, gently, lay rao
Close to llio Savior’s sido ;
And When I’m sure that we’ro in heaven,
My dyosllll open wide. ’
And I'D look atriong the dnglflß
Tlidt dttfnd about tho throne,
•’Till T find my sister Mary,
Fur 1 know she must bo one.
And whoh t find hor, mother,
Wo will gd uWay alone.
And I Will tell her how we’vo mourned
All the while sho baa boon gone!
Obi I shall bo delighted
To hoar her speak again \
Though I know she’ll ne’er return to os-**
To ask hor would be vain I
Bo I'll pul ray arms around her,
And look into her eyes.
And remember all 1 said to her,
And all her sweet replies.
Aild then I’ll ask the argel
To take me back to you ;
He’ll boar mo slow and steadily,
DoWn through the other blue.
And you’ll only think, dear mother,
1 haVo bton out to play.
And have goriO to steep beneath a tree,
This Sultry slimmer day.
3HSiocetUineotio.
THE WIPE’S FORETHOUGHT,
a- sKerfeu- foe vounq married people.
Anson Kimball had been married about a month.
His business was at tin making, and ho had a shop
of his own, and his whole slock was paid for, so ho
folt quite independent, (ho future looked all clear
dad bright. His wife was one of those mile-loving
creatures that hang fondly upon thu interest and af
fections of the husband, and whose soul may sink or
swim with the fortunes of the being it has chosen
ks a partner* v
* One evening the yonng Couple were silting in
their comfortable apartment, the husband engaged
In roading, and the wife Working busily with hor
needle. \ ■
•I mutt bo up early to morrow morning, Linnio,
for our party start*, Shortly alter sunrise/ said
son, as ho laid down his paper and leaned back in
hirthulw
•Then you aro goifig, arc you 7* remarked Linnlo.
There was just regret enough in her lone to render
her voice leas lively than usual, but it court have
been a very keen observer that colitd have noticed ii
‘O, to bo sure*’ returned the young men, in a gay,
laughing lone. ‘You knovy the hands in tho old
Shop go on this salt water Bailing excursion every
your, and ol course f must go with them’. Wo can’t
take our ladies With us on such a trip, but you shall
have a good timo to make up for iu*
‘You musn’l think, Anaon, that I envy you the
pleasure you anticipate, for 1 am sure that nothing
can give mo more satisfaction than to know that
you arc enjoying yourself.*
*1 behove you, Linnlo ; and I assure you I shall
enjoy myself on this trip ereccdlngly. So you iv ill
bo huppy, too, eh 7*
‘Certainly-,* returned the young wife; but tho word
seemed spoken rcluctlantly.
•Como, come, Linnie, you don’t speak as you fed.
Now you don't want me to go,* said Anson, with a
tinge of disappointment in his tone.
*ll you think it woold bo for your good to go,of
course 1 should want you to go.’
•Aod how can it bo otherwise?'
‘You Wont bo offended, Anson, if I toll you /*
Toll, what an idea! Ibo offended at you f' ‘Como,
tell mo your thoughts.*
As tho youhg mah spoko, ho moved his Chair In
the side of Ills wife, ami pul his arm about hdr nook.
’Well.' returned Linnlo, in an earnest, yet pleasant
tone, ‘I waft thinking el tho expense.*
*fla, ha, ha! Tho exptnn. Why if wont bo over
Bfo dollars ol tho furthest.*
‘Dot five dollars is considerable. You know wo
aro young yet, and all wo have is the house we live
in, snd your small shop.*
•And is not that enough 7 How msny of my
young friends aro there who aro not ovon so well off
as that 7*
•I know you aro fortunate, Anson, but none tro
beyond tho roach of misfortune. For a few years
wo had bolter live as economically as possible with
consistent enjoyment.*
•So 1 inland io | but what aro Bvo dollars com
pered with tho amount I shall bo able to lay up in a
year.*
‘Why it will make tho amount somo oighl or ton
dollars short.*
•Thai's strange logic, Linnlo,'
•Noi ai all, Anson. YoU will spend five dollars In
money, and lose llio limo of two working days.*
•So | sliufl: hul 1 toll you, Linnlo, I'll work
enough harder for il Whoa 1 come back. 80 1 may
go, mayn't I 7’
This lasi sentence was spoken playfully, and Ilia
young man biased his wife as ho spoke.
•01 course you may go,’returned Linnlo, with a
smile j but 1 suppose 1 shall havo to go without a
little nun I wanted,*
•How much was it 7*
•Five dollars.'
‘d, you can havo that, of course, and itioro too, if
you want it.* , . .
•Thai will bo enough:*
Anion Kiltibalt look otil tils wallet and handed hid
Wlfb k live dollar bill, abd llio conversation thou
turhod upon other and various matters.
Anson Kimbull was like thousands of othdrs \Vhd
are situated in liho oiroumatancoi. With a froo and
open heart he marked out his future for a field of
witliodi taking card tormikb titUcb pro*
psration for iho sum bo might bb likely lo meet on
thb way. And then again, like all others, ho mis.
took Ihb character of life's real enjoyment, lid lost
sight of some oftho higher and more noblo floordci
bi happiness and dwelt too much id the satisfaction
oltlie physical appetite. Tfue, lie enjoyed himsoir
■n kept clear of all extremes, but yet ho failed to as*
that his enjoyments wore hoaHy all ephemeral—
that ho wad laying up little or noihibg for time to
bofn&
A year passed away, and thb ariiiual fishing ex-,
turnon cirrio in' course along. '
•Welt, Linnlo,' said tho youhg tbdti, Mb-morrow
■ tile boys gb ddvSn thb harbor, and I am going with
them; Of courts you hath rio objections.'
•No,* returned tho wife, in Her usual pleistnl tons.
•Ifyoucad afford U»* 1 ■'.
•O, there*# no troublo about that.’
‘Don’t you remember UiO conversation we had a
year ago on thief same subject 7* ashed Llnnio.
‘Yob, —1 romombor then you talked about saving
money, but wo ain’t any poorer now than we should
have been if 1 had slaid.al homo. 1
•Bill 101 l mo, Aneobj havo'you laid up as much
during the past year as you had oVpectcd to V
| ‘Why, as for that matter, I havn’l laid up much
of anything. The fact‘is, Llnnio, you'have drawn
rather harder on mo than 1 expected.*,
'But 1 haven’t spent any more money.for trivial
ofiaira and amusements than you, have, Anson, and
I don,l think 1 have so much.’
*1 didn’t mean (b blame you, my dear, I only
mentioned the circumstance to explain why 1 had
not laid up anything. But neVor mind, there's time
enough yet, and besides wo'vo enjoyed ourselves. 1
think alter this fishing excursion is over, I shall bo*
glh to dock my expenses a little, for 1 must lay up
a little something llio'noxt year.’
*We certainly have every chance to save money, 1
returned Linoio.'fbr both the house and shop are ours
without rent, and wo are free from debt.’
Anson Kimball started at that lust remark, and
turned his face towards the window, but his wife did
not appear to notice his emotion,
‘You know, Anson,’ continued Mrs. Kimball, ‘that
you promised mo I should have five dollars when
you wont on'another excursion, and 1 shall certainly
hold you to that promise.’
‘Of course—lint’s fair,’ returned the youug man ;
‘but do you need it now 7’
‘Yes/
’What arc you going to do with it?'
'You won't bo offended V
•No.*
'Then, to toll you the (ruth, I owe a l/ttlo sum.'
The young man looked earnestly at 'his wife, and
though' ho evidently wished to say something about
hor running in debt, yet best known to
himself, ho kept quiet, and handed over (ho five dol
lars.
Anson Joined his old shop ra nicer oh (lioir excursion,
and when ho returned ho thought something about
beginning to cut off some of his unnecessary expenses, .
but ho introduced nn now system of operations.—
Two or three times ho did refrain from Indulging
some petty appptUo, but ho soon settled back into
tho old track, and the small bits of money slipped
away as fust as ever.
Tmco years had passed away since tho young
couple wore qrarrlcd, and few could havo wished for
more social comfort than they had enjoyed during
the greater part of that time. For a month or two,
however, the young man had been gradually grow
ing more sober and thoughtful, until at length ho
had become really sad and down hearted. His wife
endeavored to cheer him up, though sho was unable
to learn the cause of his dejection.
One evening, just before dusk, Linnio saw two
men pass her Window and cillcr her husband's shop.
Ono of them sho know to bo the sheriff, and tho cir
cumstance troubled her not a littlo. Sho watted half
an hour fur hor husband to come to supper, but ho
did not appear, and her sufferings began to bo acoulo,
A thousand conjectures- flitted through her miod,
but (hey brought her no consolation, and ot length
shb determined to go to the shop door and see if sho
could not overhear something of what was passing
within, feeling that such a course would at least bo
pardonable.
Linnio stole out from her front door and went to
wards the shop. Sho placed her oar to the keyhole
and listened, but she could only hear an indistinct
hum ol voices, among which was* that of her hus
band. Tho latter was evidently supplicating, for
hie tones were earnest fend impassioned. Soon there
was a movement of feet towards the door, and Lin
nio hastened back to tho houso. Ere long hor hue
band'cntcrcd.' lie locked pJo and troubled, and
with a nervous movement of (ho muscles of his. face,
as though he would have concealed the grief that
bore him down, lie look his seat at thd (able.
Poor Llnoid watched her companion with an anx
iety almost agonising, but sho spoke not a word
until Anson had sot back,from tho table. Tho food
remained almost untouched upon his plate when he
moved away, and he would have loft (ho house had
00l his wife slopped him.
‘Husband/ sho said, in a soft, gcnllo (ono,-at the
same time laying hor hand upon his arm, and gaz
ing imploringly into his face,‘what is it that trou
bles yon ?'
•Nothing, Linnio/ half fretfully returned ho.
’There is amething, Anson, I know thoro is. Como
do not keep it from me.'
•Thoro is nothing that you need know.'
•Bui a wife 'need know all (hat can affect her bus*
band thus. What is it, Anson?'
‘h is nothing but my own business, and a wife
need not know oil ilia I.* *
This answer was harsh, and 1 tears gushed la Lin
nin*B eyes.
‘My dear hubbknd'.'shn said, in lender accents, ‘to
whom, O, to vvhbm, should you toll your sorrows, if
nut lo her who loves you bettor than life itself.*
•Forgive me, forgive, Linmo—l moan not to wound
your footings! t am Tory miserable, and T hardly
know what Fsald.*
‘Then’ tell mo all. Come, sit down in my easy
elicit', for your brow is hot and ToVoribh. There,—
dow tell mo.*
After (ho young ntofl had takoh tho proffered seat,
ho gafted for a moment into tho face of his wife, and
a look of deep anguish rested upon his features.
‘Lmnic,’ho said, I may as well 101 l you all, but
you must not chidb me, nor ynusl you - despond, for
all is not dark as might bo. f am' deeply in debt,
and to morrow ray shop, and all that It contains, will
bo advertised by (ho sheriff for sale.*
‘ln debt,* murmured (ho wife.
‘Yes. During tho Inst two years I fiava bOen'pdr
chasing stock an credit, dnd paying fur it bb It has
been convenient. At first it Seemed an easy way of
doing business,but it has proved fatal; for when I
received the pay for my goods, I forgot, or at least
did not sufficienily heed, llmtall that money was not
mino. I forgot that more than half of tho money I
received belonged lo tho man of whom 1 had pur
chased stock. Two notes fell duo day before yester
day. Tho man to whom I gave them sold thorn in tho
way uf business to a western Brm and now they
must bo paid. To marrow an officer will bo placed
in my shop, and nearly everything will havo to bo
sold. It is not tho loss of my stock and loots thatl
onto so much about, for I havo health and strength,
and I can earn mom, but it Is tho disgrace of (ha
thing. To think (hat 1 should fall like tills, —mo —
a healthy, stout, good mechanio I*
‘How much do you owo 7' asked Linnlo, in a trom.
bling voice.
'Doth notes amount to four hundred dollars.*
•And havbh't you ony pSrl oT It T'
•Only about fifty dollars that 1 can collect road*
lly.*
•And if ((lose two notes wore paid would you bo
safe 7**
•Yes.*
•Then, (hank God, you will not suffer I* exclaimed
Llnnio. And overcome by her feelings, sho sank
upon her hbsband's nook, and burst into toars.
•Linnis, Linnlo,* cried the young mad,'wbat do
you mean?'
•Wait a momonnt, my husband.*
Tho wife brushed the tears from her chocks is
she spoke, and left the room, and in a few moments
She returned, bbaring in her hand a small book.—
Thoro wus a bright smile upon her face, and her
husband looked upon her with astonishment.
•Hero, my husband,' ihe said, stopping to hli sido
and placing the book in bis .hand, at (ho samo limo
winding her arms about Ills nook, •if you carry that
lo the bank they will glvo you three hundred and
seventy five dollars fur It.*
‘Three hundred and seventy five dollars ]’ repealed
tho astonished mob, hardly crediting (ho evidence of
his own senses,
'Yes, Anson,' roturded. the wife, sinking Into her
husband's lap. •That is money that I havo boon
laying up during, the past throe years.*.
'You laid It up, Linnlo 7 But whore could you
have gut It 7*
•Yon gate it to mu yourself to kpisnd for ir\fUa, —
You Know'l hxvtoUlmedmy share of such money.
Do not blame mo, Anson; but I feared that you
*‘-ouiio oumny—may it alwats ub hiobt—BUT;iixaiiT s oa wrong, oua oooNTRTk 1
CARLISLE, PA., THURSMY, JULY 28, '1853;
' & • : • . la:
I did not attach nullloionl imporlanco to tlio nggrcgato | _ - ON '
of the small sums you woro almost d;iily spending. la his last nook. Mo.dora Inalancos,
Onco or twice I would have remonstrated, but you Mr. Slieit remarks is, the following strain open Hope
could not bo made oaeily to see it. I was bat wj and Disappointment t ’ ,
young girl, and I feared to set up a will against rdy . . j IopE ., w ,, at is hopo , espnotio* somo nneorlln
bnsbsnd, so I restored to this means of proving I'm, lhillg or anolhcr to happen. Weil, sposon it don’t
positron. O, my dear husband, you cannot know I , b cn hy ia a nrco j mlo orcip of djsappoial
what sweet pleasure I caper,coco now in finding di / cM , ,| ml Va||, What’s the use ofhopen
that my experiment has been the moans of such a t al | lh on T. 1 ncTor could noo naayr,una under tha.sun
B°.°A' , ... 1 in It. That; word ought, lo bo struck out of every
‘lf your pleasure is equal to-mmo, then you mast j( c - liol j a f y . yil lo u Webster bo, whoa ha gotfl out a
bo happy indeed,’ exclaimed Anson, ae ho drew his aC(v clli i ion „ r i liß . h . Love is painted like a Jilllo
fond wife to his bosom, ‘God bless you, liinnio, and i angel, with wings, and a bow and arrow, called Cq*
make mo able lo repay you for thin. Nov? 1 soo to ; —ihd name of mother's lap dog. Many's the ono
whom you have owed tho lilllo debts_you havo some. {, VQ - pttintcd on o |ocks. Illtlo, chubbychcokcd, on.
limes contracted, and which I havo helped you pay. |ro oanon| f a i, lubboVly critters. I suppose it typifies
Yes, returned Lmnle, with a smile, ‘it was t°.;£i a i.|,bvo is a f oo |j Y CS|Bn d how ho does fool folks,
you I owed them. And yol.'she added, with a } Boys and galls fall in Jovo. Tho.boy.is all at*
moaning look, and in a lower lone of voice. *t |* av a mention and devotion, and the gall is all smiles, end
not drawn quite so much from the amusement a nd graces, and yrolly little winn'm’ ways, and
ibjll and coo, and got married because they Aope.—
Well, what do they hope? Oh, they hope they will
(Jovo all Iho days of their lives, and (hby hope their
jlliyes will ho over so long just to lovo each other,-its
. Woh a-sweet thing to loVe.. Well; they hopoa great
i iddal moro I guess.. Tho boy hopes artcr. he’o marri.
wife will smile as sweet as ever and twice as
pftcb, and bo just as neat and twice as neater, her
iliair lookin’ like part of tho bead, so light ohd'bright,
and glassy, and parted on tho lop liko a lilllp.patb in
the forest* A path is a sweet lilllo thing,for it seams
mado a purpose for courtin’ it is So lonely and retired.
Natur loaches its use, 1 ho says, for tho breeze as U
Ltvbispors kisses the leaves, and helps the flowering
'snrubs to bend down and kiss tho clear little stream
, that waits in an eddy for it afore it moves on. Poor
jolfow, ho aim spoony at all. Ib he 7 And ho hopjis
that her temper will bo as gentle, and as meek, and
and as mild.as ever, ia fact, no temper at all—all
amiability—an angel in petticoats. Well, she hopes
every minute ho has lo spare ho will fly to her on the
riings of . lovo—legs aim fast enough, and running
might hurl his lungs, butyty to her—and never leave
ber, but bill and coo for over, and will lot her bo his
biw, sarlainly won’t want her to waiton him, but for
him to tend on her, tho devoted critter, liko a heaven*
y ministering, white ho-nigger. Well, don’t they
bopO they may'gcl'ull this? And do they 7 Jistgo
kilo any house you liko, and tho last two that talks
Is these has boon lovers. They have said their say,
grid a(0 tired talking: they havo kissed their kiss,
and an onion h&s spited it 7 they havo strolled their
-ctroil, for tho dew is on the grass all day now. His
dross is on tidy, and ho amohes a short black pipe,
(ha didn’t oven smoke a cigar before ho was marri*
eil,) and tho ashes got on his. waistcoat, but who
cpcoa? It's only bis wife lo sco it—and ho kinder
Sjcaaes ho sees wrinkles, whore ho never saw ’em
ore, nq her slocking ancles: and her shoes arc a
lilllo, just a little, down to heel,-and sho comes down
to breakfast, with her hair, and dress lookin as if it
die,-a little more neater, It would bo a litter moro
bUtcr. Ho ails up Into with old friends, and Ho lots
libr go to bed alone, and kite cries, (ho lilllo angel!
baV it’s only because she has a headache. The heart
-i-oh I there’s nothing wrong there—but she is lately
tjoiiblcd with shockin'bad nervous headaches, and
cWI think what in tho, world Is the cause, Tho
dsdhing young gentleman has got awful stingy 100,
idlily. Ho sals housekeepin* costs 100 much, rips
oht an ugly word every now and then,, sho never
hfccrd aloro, but she hopes—what docs the poor dupe
ihbpo?* Why, sho hopes ho-ain't, swearing, but ill
|blinds atnuzln? like it—that’s a fact. What is that
1 ujly word word * dam,* that bo uses su often lately 7
I and sho looks it out ft the dictionary, and she finds
‘ (famVmeans 1 the * mother of a»«oU.‘« Well, she
t<rbe n. mother, herself, some day poor crillur 1
So hero hope lias.coded in'her findin’ a mare’s neat
at last.* 1 ‘ ‘
'Hush, Linnic, I know that I have spent more?
than I was aware of, but my eyes are open now, and >
1 see it all.'
'And you do not blame mo for what I have dond.’j
'Blamoyou 7* oxclamcd Anson, imprinting a warnijt
kiss upon his wife’s brow. 'Lot my future course
show you how fondly you aro cherished, and IfnW
faithfully I will bo guided by your Judgement. 1 '
On the noxt day Anson Kimball paid off those
who would have sold hi* slock, and ho had the
pleasure of tearing his two notes in piocos. Ho
spent no moro money foolishly, and as ho found'the
products ofhis labor beginning to gather in his hands
his homo grow brighter, and his enjoyments woro
increased. By steady degrees ho roan to a position
of honorable effluence, but through all his successes
ho never lost sight of the gratitude ho owed to the
gentle, faithful being who had Grot opened his eyes
to a knowledge of the secret of success, and saved
him from pecuniary disgrace. Ho was an 1 honoVcd
and respected man, but bo felt he owed it elite his
Wipe's Forethought.
“The Old Woman,“
It was (has, a fow days since, wo heard a strip*
pllng of sixteen designate the mother who boro him.
By coarse husbands we have heard wives so called
occasionally, (hough in (ho latter oaso the phrase is
moro often used endearingly, Al all times, as Com*
monty spoken, it jars upon the oar and shocks thoj
sense. An ‘old woman 1 should be an object of rev
orenco above and beyond almost all other phases
of humanity. Her very ago should bo tier surest
passport to courteous consideration. Tho aged
mother of a grown up family needs no other certifi
cate or worth. She is a monument of excellence,
approved and warranted. She has fought faithfully
•*lho good fight” and come of conqueror. Upon her
venerable face alio bears the marks of the conflict, in
all its furrowed lines. Tho most previous of the
ills of life have been hors : trials untold ond known
only to her God and lioreelf, she h-is borne incessant*
ly ; and now, in her old ago*—fior duly ! patiently
awaiting her appointed lime—she stands, more
truly beautiful than oven in youth! moro honorable
ond deserving than ho who lias slain his thousands,
or stood triumphant upon the proudest field of vic
tory I
Young man! spook kindly to your mother, and
oven courteously—tenderly 0/ her! But a little lime
and you ahull see her no moro forever I Her cyo'is
dim, her form is bent, and liar shadow 1 falls grave
ward ! Olliers may love you when she has
away—kind hearted sisters, perhaps, she of ill the
world you choose for a p'srlner— sfte may lovo warm*
ly, passionately—children may love you fontjiy 5-S
but never uguin, never I whilo lime is yours, th:*H
(ho love of woman bo to you as that of. ypur old,
trembling, weakened mother has been. **
In agony she boro you ! —through purling, holploss
infancy, Jior throbbing brooit was ynur safe protec
tion and support; in woyward, tetchy boyhood she
boro patiently with your thoughtless rudeness, and
nursed you patiently through a legion of ills and
maladies. Her hand it was that bathed your burn*
mg brow or moistened tho parched tip; her eye that
lighted up the darkness of wasting nightly Vigils,
watching always in your fitful sleep, sleepless by
your side, as nano but her could watch. Olit speak
nut her namo lightly I for you cannot live so many
years as would suffice to thank her fully I Through
reckless and impatient youth she is your counsellor
and soluco ! Up (0 a bright manhood sho guides
your improvident step, nor oven (hen forsakes or
forgets ! Spook gently, then, and reverently of yottr
mother; and when you too shall bo ' eld, it shall, in
sumo degree, lighten (ho remofso wHlch shall bo
yours for other stnsl— to know-4hal you never wan
(only have you outraged (lie respect duo to "old
woman.”—i/arrte6urg Telegraph.
An Unreasonable Sheriff.—Some years ago,
a Sheriff in tho northern part of Vermont held b
writ of execution against ono of his neighbors,
which, as usual in cases of this sort with the
debtor in question, He had a good deal of difficulty
in collecting, and, indeed, was compelled at, last
to resort to the most stringent provisions of the
law. The debtor, though a man of limited means,
was a person of unlimited hopes and expectations,
and gave his parol of honor to the officer that he
would certainly pay (ho debt by a certain day; but
l<He day came, and so did the Sheriff, but no mo>
ney. Again and again a day was fixed for pay*
ment of tho execution, but no advance was made
towards “liquidation.” At last, os tho execution
had well nigh “run out,” tho Sheriff told the debt,
or that tho debt must bo paid at oneo,or ho should
proceed Immediately to advertise and sell his per
sonal chattels. Tho debt was not Urge, but the
sum was not an easy ono to raise on thu spot, and
the debtor begged for a delay of one day more.—
The Sheriff was inexorable. “1 give you my word
of honor,” said the debtor. “It won’t do,” said
tho Sheriff. “I’ll pledge you (his Bible,” said the
debtor—offering a large family Bible worth more
than the amount of the execution. “I don’t want
it,” said the ofiloef. “Well, then,” replied the
debtor indignantly, “If you won’t take my word,
nor the word of God for the debt, you may go 1.0
the devil.” —Boston Post,
Ann Ardor.— Tlio Ohio Organ tins tho follow
ing acoounl of iho origin of (ho name “Ann Ar
bor,” in a lolior from dial nourishing Michigan
oily i
“Thirty years ago, two travellers, with their
wives ami children, stopped on tho spot where
Ann Arbor now elands, and concluded to remain
for (ho night. Tho weather was hot and sultry ;
angry clouds swept along tho sky, and threatened
rain, sudden, severe. Not a house was visible,
and in this emergency, tho two men were compell
ed to do something to protect their families from
the pollings of (ho pitiless storm. Accordingly
thoy erected a frail structure with tho limbs of
trees; over tho top of which they spread o foW
pieces of whito canvass, thus making a handsome
little arbor} and os their good wives wore both
colled dnn, their husbands appropriately named
tholr little rotroat .Arm Jrhor.} Thirty years have
since rolled by, and tho city of Ann Arbor now
marks tho spot whoro tho wearied travellers sought
safely and repose.”
A Salem Hack Driver on the Apostles.—
Father Lnmson and Abby Folsom recently visited
Salem. When they reached, tho depot, tho hack
men crowded around tho cars. As tho venerable
dieoiplo with his helpmate slopped on to tho plat,
form, they wore accosted'on all aides by “Hack,
Sir? hack, Mnrml hack,hack,hack." “No,my
friends,” mildly replied Abby, “we road that (he
opoatles always travelled on fool.” “Dlasl ’em,
yes!” ejaculated ono of the whips,,“end IheUovo
they an travel on t|i|h road; T'hayb’i had .a tyre for
a week.”— Boston Journal.
Mrs, Blabber—A Home Sketch*
I Before licr'drcssing'glafcf sat Mr*. Blabber, with a
pjiloond moody look.- Her husband hud gone.out to
the corner grocery to got a—no mutter whet, and
abo Was 101 l alone. Stio was in dishabille, with a
morning gown banging loosely on hor shoulders, liko
u dust cloth on a slaluo. Her features were pale and
haggard, intersected with deep lines, that the vulture
Envy hud clawed there. Her eyes where shaded
with blue circles, dyed by tho contending passions of
jealousy, huto, and by a corroding envy, of all who
supported a higlrer stylo than herself. No odq that
hud seen Mrs. Blubber on the previous night at lire
aottee, in the two-story mansion down tho street,
wuuio have recognized her in this her normal con
dition. The night before she was in tho abnormal
state, and through powdering and tuckering, looked
just Ilia thing. Ah ! thought Mrs. Blabber. * sleep
and unconscious rubbing of tho skin in slumberous
moments work strange alterations in ‘ the face di
vino,' and but wo all know our ages, ono might al
most persuado one's self that one wss growing old!*
And Mrs. Blabber heaved a sigh.
With a pale and moody look sal Mrs. Blabber bo.
foro hor dressing-glues, and Communed silently, earn,
ostly with hcrsolt. Unconsciously and from tho
lullnoss of her heart spuko hor mouth; frotij hor
heart, if aho had ono, like an overfull tea kettle, that
from too much boiling casts out bubbles.
* There’s'Mrs. Dimity, now —said she—aho sols
herself up fur a young widow, and thinks tmcatch a
fortune. Young! ha! Siio’s forty, ifeho’s a day!—
Talk about hor rosy cheeks, tool Well, I’d liko to
know whore ail them empty palnt-saucors cams from
(hat I saw lying under her wlndom—Mhat’s all !’
And saying this, Mrs. Blabber took from her dress,
ing case a black ponstl, and applying it to her eye
brows, gavo thorn a alight ebon (logo, that they
showed (heir twin arcs of beauty, spanning two
circles of uncertain light They wore a feature!
• And whut do 1 cure,* said Mrs. Blabber,' for Mrs.
Dimity’s fine hips? Other people have Ono hips 1
reckon. Alt that extra linen don’t hang out before
her washerwoman's door for nothing,! suppose!
A full bust, ha I Well, I’d liko to know if cotton
don't grow in this country 7 VVoil, some people may
say what they ploaso, though 1 say nothing,
hut I lore’s plenty of under.dresses, and cotton’s
cheap, tho woman, that don’t have fino hips and a
swelling bust is a fool—that’s all!’
‘Chcony silks! There’s Mrs. has como out
in Chocny silks ! How can sho afford to wear Chcony
silks! 1 know how much Iter dusbund (jots a week,
and how muoh mine gels, and I can't aflord to woar
Chcony silks! Noll! Cantoncrapo shawls, too /
Just to think of that odious woman gossiping about
(ha streets (1 hate gossips) in u Caulon-crapc shawl!
WoH. lot tho people talk that choose, 1 say nothing;
but I d like to know what business she has smiling
at those Handsome dorks in Chartres street—that I
would.' And Wrs. Blabber throw herself on tho sofa
in a swoen, overcome with virtuous indignation!—
N. 0. Crescent.
The School Master and Pupil.— Joseph whore
*“Oo the map, sir.”
“1 moan, Joseph; - on what Continent.—The
Eastern or Western Continent 1”
“Well, tho land of Africa is in tho Eastern
Continent, but tho people, sir, all of ’em down
South.”
“How do the African people live 1”
“By drawing.” s
“Drawing what—water 1”
“No, sir, by drawing their breath.”
“Sit down, Joseph.”
“Thomas, what is tho Equator 1”
“Why, air. It la a horlaontal polo, running per
pendicular through tho imagination of A Hl fOn°*
1 mors and old Geographers.”
I “Go to your seal, Thomas, William Stiggs,
what do you moan by an eclipse I”
“An old rado horse, sir V*
“Silence. Next. Jack, what is an eclipse 1
“An eollpso is a thing os appears when ho gits
on a bust, and runs against the sun’s.faco*
“Glass is dismissed.”
The discdvpry of wbol is trpe, and tho praoUcppf
what Is good, arc (ho two moat Important objects in
life.
I iThc of Honor*
ay DouaLA&a jerroliv
In a small, neat, and comfortable room sat the
ruined family, .Tho old man was reading, or thought
he road. In a few weeks, the snow bad come down
upon his head with a heavy fall. In a few weeks,
his checks wore lined and lengthened. . He had been
hold—so ruthlessly bold—face to face with misery,
that his smile, (bat was as constant as tho red in his
ebook,.liad well.nigh vanished* Now and then,, as
be exchanged looks with his daughter, it glimmered
a liltio; played obout his 'mouth, to loavo only (n
utter blojikness. Still ho wont on reading; still he
turned page after page, and believed ho was laying
in a slgck of knowledge for his future life. For ho
had again—ho would 101 l his daughter with a bright
look—lie Had. again to begin tbo world. Hard begin.
niog! Dreary Voyage, neither youth to Gghl the storm,
nor the hope of youth to while away the long, dark,
dreary watch—to eing tho daylight in. But this
ho would not think of now. At least he thought ho
would not. Ho felt himself as strong as over; yes,
oven stronger. Ho could not have hoped to have borne
tho blow so well. Ho was never ibeltor; never. His
glorious health was loft him, and therefore, why dcs
pair? In this way will the brain of the stout man
cboalJlself.’ It Will feel whole, and strong, end for
the viler cracks and flaws, they aro not lo bo heeded.
More times. And then some dty, some calm and
sonny time, that peace has seemed lo choose for it*
self, for a soft, sweet *paaso —with (ho tyrant-brain
secure and all vain-glorious—the trifle kills. In this
way do strong men die upwards. Gilbert Carraways
was, at our Aral meeting, set about by all the creature
delights of life. Ho was tho lord of abundance.—
Tho men who had nothing with want and mis
ery, but to exorcise tho noblest prorog&livo of happy
humanity—namely, to destroy thorn whatsoever ho
found thorn preying upon his follows. Wealth was
gone. -Ho was poor, but in his poverty were thoughts
that might glorify his fireside.. Ho had used his
moans for good, am), at least, might fool enriched by
the harvest of his recollections.' With his faco anx
ious, lengthened, and dlm„lhcro wofl a dignity in tho
old man that wo do not think wo over recognized at
tho hall. For he had lo boar a load of misofy, and
ho sat erect, and with his spirit conquering, looked
serenely about him.
The Twilight ot (ho Grave |
Tiio Grave! ixto its dark portals enter tho aged
and tho young and thoy return no moro I Their
mortal frames have fallen, and now, how awfully
mysterious is the grave !' And nought can reveal
its secrets, until the last tramp shall Bound, awaken*
ing. Earth's countless millions to life and immor
ality.
Tot tho night of death Is not all darkness. When
the Christian is hid to rest, when tho (oils and cures
of his pilgrimage arc over, a glorious halo surrounds
Ins tomb, a beauteous twilight reigns over thcro.-*-
Whon (ho Son of Gad aroso triumphant over (ho
grave, he robbed it of its terrors. ThoChrjslian rolls
in hopo, Wherever his aahos reposo, whether side
by side with much loved friends, or in a stranger's
3ravo, they will rlso in imperishable glory, and
throughout eternity livo ovor on. 'J'hon why should
we fear the grata! It tils a quiet resting place for
the weary pilgrim, and when' its porta) open to re-1
ccivo bis loil*worn frame, his ransomed spirit arises
to mansions of eternal light q
Then let us no longer look upon the gravo*aa tho
ond of our hopes, nor foci that tho loved ottoifl there
cutombcd mast lie in everlasting sllenco, but may
wp hope to bo reunited whin tho night of death is
past. Let us no longer consider tire tomb a.droafy
abodo r but fcol that Ibo gloom of tho earth 'and. (ho
’ brightness of heaven combine to render U a glorious
twilight. .
The Christian's grave is a hallowed spot. Tho
dopartinfi on# stands at (ho (hrcehhold of eternity,
and tho hopes and fours, tho j'oys and sorrows of life
aro nearly flpent,£3d when tbs lost ono falls, ha do.
/parts to tho spirit world, to that heavenly homo,
where tho changing scones of limo cannot enter,
whore farewell tears aro never shed, where sorrows
arc unknown.
Tho 8 Usplclona Rian.
This kind of individual is always smelling a enn
tinuous lino of rats. Ho secs, hoars nor dreams of
anything in which ho docs not • smell a raL’ Tho
most harmless action of his neighbor, under his
suspicious and inquisitorial disposition, is made a
matter of serious investigation, bcoaoso lip knows
there is something in the wind, for ho saw his neigh
bor, Mr. 8., speaking very confidentially to Mrs. S.,
that very morning in the market. Ho puts that and
that together, and connects this whispering in the
morning with something ho heard in the harbor’s shop
some weeks before, and ho is satisfied that his neigh
bor B. is either going to fail in business, or abscond
without giving his creditors duo notice.
Tho most lorribto part of such a man's character
is,* that ho places such faith upon (ho corollaries ho
draws from his fulso premises, that ho does not hesi
tate to give wing to tho base suspicions of his mind,
and frequently is (ha moans of bringing about a
disaster whiob never would liavo happened but for
him.
Many ft happy fireside has been rendered dcsolsto
—many a prosperous young man brought (o ruin
many a virtuous and amiable girl been driven to des
pair by the fiendish inuondoes of tho suspicious man.
No man, however upright and honest—no woman,
however irreproachable—no maiden, however pure,
is safe in tho neighborhood of (ho suspicious man.—
Ho has alt tho curiosity of Paul Pry, without his
good nature, and the malignity of tho devil, without
his talent.
If over lynch law is justifiable in a community, It
is exercised on tho suspicious man. Rotten to tho
core of his heart himself, ho has no faith in tho vir
tue and honesty of others. Ho exists In a stale of
continual doubt of tho motives and actions of others,
and in consequence his lifo is, at tho boat but a pro
longed misery.— N. O. Delta.
“Do YOU BELIEVE tN MESMERISM ?” W 0 asked of
Mrs. Partington, as she dropped alongside of us
yesterday morning, like a Jolty old seventy-four.
“Boltuvo whatl” said she, sitting down in tiie
other-chair.
Tho question involved nn answer from us of fif
teen ralnules In length running through (he whole
of mesmerism, clairvoyance, and psychological
phenomena, like a kniliing noodle running through
a ball of yarn.
“0 yes,” said she, “I believe all of that, and 1
know a cnao in pint to prove it. When Mrs.
Jeems had her silver plated epoonsoxlraotod—that
was hor mother’s afore hor, and she sot a sight on
*om—sho canao away to Boston to sco a misory
miser, 1 b’lovo you call it. Well, ho told her just
whore hor spoons was, and who stolo *om, and all
about it and tho color of his hair and all that—
Well, pho gin him a dollar, and when sho got homo
sho wont right whoro (ho spoons was, and couldn’t
find a thing about ’em!”— Boston Post,
A Cool Father.—A German professor had col
looted a valuable cabinet of curiosities, which ho
highly prized. One morning a friend came to 101 l
him a very unpleasant circumstance-that ho had
soon a man got up a ladder inlo a window of tho
professor’s house.
«Inlo which window 7* inquired Iho philosopher.
. i am very sorry to say, 1 replied his friend,’ it was
your daughter’s!'
• Oh, man,' said tho other,' 1 you almost frightened
mo { 1 thought it had boon Into my cabinet.* .
“Doctor, do you think light lacing is batf for
tho consumption 1”
“Not at all—it is wha( il lives on.”
The doctor’s reply was wise ps well as witty.
genll&aian, (affectionately)—
“My son, tvhy do yotf PhbWlhat fillhy
Precious Youth (stiffly)—“Ter 1 gll the juioo oul
of It, old codger I”'
At 09 ra^'AlfflUK
m a*
t&hba ihw*
“Spoons,** of the N. Yi Mercutji haying been
requested by a lady to write a piece in heralbam*
perpetrated the following: * ;
F&ir lady, on this spotless page*'
Allow my thoughts to spread
Themselves like maple lasses o’er..
A slice of rye and Injun bread*
Yonr rosy cheeks will soon decays
Those blissful Joys that childhood broog,'
By time will soon be borne away* .
So go U lady*while you’re yoong*
* Wealth is vanity*.
Pleasure is a shadow* : ;
Here—The dog-days*
Kindness kindles the fire of friendship* -
Popular—lca cream and “Kaly Darling/*
Memory ia the shadow land of the heart
Michigan gives about 20,000 majority lot tfie
Maine Law*
November and -December are the embsA ol* tile
dyingyear.
Height of Ambition—To marry a rich" widow
wol’s got a cough.
In girls we love what (hey are, in young men
what they promise to be.
Idleness is the stupidity of (he body* endaiuji£
dity the idleness of Ibemind,
Gallows Birds—Birds who ran the attest at
night, swear by rule, smoke cigars and drink whis
key. .
The best core for melancholy Is anger. We
once knew a fellow who was eared from sblcide
by jast pulling his nose.
No one Is permitted to join permanently the
“Icarian (socialist) colony,*’ at Ityuvoo, unless
ho is married, or will engage to get married.
To hasten a marriage, lock op the girl and shew
her lover the front door; A long courtship to
those parts was.successfully terminated ih thhr'
way.
Most sins begin with the eyes.
Unite firmness with gentleness.
Fashionable—afternoonnapping*
Words are leaves—ldeas are fruit.
A beautiful ring—the family circle. V
July 4th, 1836, Adams and Jefferson: died.
Uraddock’s defeat took place on thcOlhof July,
1775, • ■
Cats are musical, because (bey ere'ail fiddle
strings inside. ■ . ■ » -
There aro 15G persons employed in thb'NaW
York post office. * >
Grasshoppers are doing great mischief in parts
of Baltimore oounty.
Brandy brands the noses of all those who can*
not govern their appetites.
. Remember—a little wealth wilt suffice ill to
live well, and les's to die happily...
Trying to the feeling*—Using a pretty glrl*«
bonnet without tasteing of her lips.
Strike not, even with a blossom, awlfe, though
she be guilty of a hundred fan/iß< '
' Ole Dali has prohibited the sale *d( epirlfttooa
liquors at his colony in Pennsylvania.
If you wish to enjoy peace, long life, and hap*
pinesa, preserve them by temperance.
Pill says, “if*all the world’s a stage, the women
wag the tongue and guide the vehicle.* 1
The London bills of mortality indicate 1100
deaths a week. That is 157 a day, or tfj an hour.
Speaking of the revolution In China, a eotstn*
porary says, “the great tea kettle is boiling,”
The value of India Rubber goods manufactured
in this country amounts to $10,000,000 annually.
The best way to become noticed, feasted and
made distinguished, is to gel “by hook or by
crook” (by hook is bolter,) about fifty thousand
dollars o( somebody eloe’s money.
The benevolent gentleman who was discovered
holding an umbrella over the status of Eve, In
Boston, to keep her from tanning, is collecting
subscriptions for the purpose of furnishing horse
nola for locomotive engines in “fly lime.* 1
Louis Napoleon, the man. who a fetr years ego
could scarcely command a dinner in Now York,
now orders Clio fate of war or-peace in Europe,
and, perhaps, the fate of western civilization.—
This is indeed, a remanco in real life.
Mint juleps were Invented, it is said, by a Vir
ginia editor, who, having kissed a pretty girl after
she had oaten some mint, was bo intoxicated with,
ploasuro, that ho devoted several months in at
tempting to produce an article which would recall
the original ns quickly as possible.
Very large wedding cakes, and extraordinary
long trains of bridoa-maids, are now the fashion in
Europe. Two hundred pounds is by no means an
extraordinary weight for tho cake, and twelve is
not an uncommon number of bridesmaids.
In surqmor, people should never sleep after sun
rise. Tho most beautiful portion of Juno is tbei
port sacred to dew-drops and early robbins, A
man of true pootio fooling Is always stirripg with
tho lark, tolerates no bod ofior day break, save a
bod of roses.
An old bachelor having been laughed at by a
party of prouy girls, told them—“ You are small
potatoes,” “Wo may bo smoll potatoes,” said
ono of them, “but we are sweet ones.”
Mark It.—When you seo a young man and
woman walking down the strcot t (oan against each
other, like a pair of badly matched oxen, be as
surcd (bat they aro bool on consolidation,.
A oprrospondonl, in speaking of }bo ladies al
Saratoga, says they “wear thmr shoulders bare to
tho lower edge of decorum. 11 A neat way that.of
saying half-naked!
“Won’t you’aing a song, alrV 1 said a lady to
her lover, as they wore alone one evening. Tho
lover soon commenced tho popular air, A won’t
go home Hill morning.’* And sure enough he
A Poser,— William Penh'and Thomas Story
once sheltered themselves from a shower of rain,
ip a tobacco bouse, tho owner of which said to
them'
“You ontor without leave—-do you know who I
ami I am a Justice of tho Peace.” •
To which Story replied.:—
“My friend hero makes such things as thee is—
for ho is Governor of Pennsylvania,' 1
The Boston Post says;— i4 Nuomi, the daughter
of Enoch, was. 580 veare old when she was mar*
fled. Coinage, girls 1” ...
Tho smaller a man’s mind is, the more Jnvolfr*
ate aro bis prejudices.
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