American ®T)MunttfE
' .i.no
V k
BT JOHN B. BBATTON.
; VOL. 40.
Doeticni.
SHEDLOOMS nb MORE.
I dread to mo the'summer sun
,Cornel glowing up> the sky,;-:
And early pansies, ono by one*
-.Opcn|Dg:|he>'Violol eye#, i
Ayhin
Dorikath her Snowy crbst,
Tn yorider hcdgd the hawthorn blows,
Tlie robin builds her heat.
Tho (blips DA (heir proud liars,
Thelilao Waves her plumes,
And, pedptng through my lattice-bars,
The rose-acaoia blooms.
but sho can bloom.on earth no more,
Whose early doom I mourn.
Nor Spring nor Bummer can restore
Our flower, untimely shorn.
Shir was our morning glory.
Our primrose, pure and pule,
Our iUlle mountain daisy,
Our lily of (ho vale.
Now'dinr as folded violets,
Her eyes of dewy light,
And hdr rosy lips nave mournfully
Breathed out their lust good night.
'Tis there ore that I dread to see
The glowing summer-sun,
And the balmy blossoms on the tree,
Unfolding one by one.
from the Boston Transcript.
SONP.
FROM THE GERMAN OF GEIBEL.
I am (ho Meadow Rase, I ween,
In fragrant beauty gleaming,
And thou, dear love, the dow serene
Within Us bosom beaming.
I am (ho jewel, dark, obscure.
Just dug from deepest mi no.
And thou the sunlight glowing pure.
That makes its luatro shine.
I am the goblet crystalline,
From which the Emperor drinks,
And thou the rich und purple wine,
That through it glows and blinks
1 am the dark cloud driving free,
And veiling dietant skies,
And thou, the rainbow spanning me
With rare and brilliant dyes.
I am the Momnon, voiceless, loao,
In desert darkness lying,
And thou, within my breast, the lone
To rosy morn replying.
t am a man, who wanders wide
Through error's gloomy night,
And thou Grid's angel, sent to guide
My weary steps aright.
a®tmcclljiutouo.
From the Olive Branch,
THE BETRAYED, !
•Lei him that Btandelh lake heed lost lie fall.
•Will you go to llio funeral?'
*Oli, yes J I*ll go because it isn't to bo at Edward's
house! but bow in the world they oamo to take in
that miserable creature to die (here, 1 can't tell. 1
'Ah! Laura*you have borne bar malice enough
while she lived—lol the poor clay atone, think of
her with pity, wo are not uli strong alike. Let the
dead rest.*
•I hato the woman who ful(a from virtue. I hale
her. 'What 1 has she no pride 7 that alone should
restrain her; her dignity, tier pride of character.—
As you sjy. I havk borne Clara malice, and even
now 1 hate the very mention of her tidme. Edward’s
mother did a Christian act, I suppose, in taking her
Into their family, but 1 could never have done it.—
She should have died os sno lived, miserable.'
•You will bo punished for your haughty pride,
Laura] remember, you, rich and befriended, know
not Iter temptation*.*
l* echoed Laura, with a sneer, and
• curl uf her beautiful lip, 'no woman has any bust,
ness to fall into temptation.'
Laura Bentley was the haughtiest girl id the vil
I-ige of SUmmorlbn. She was the only daughter of
a rich old resident, Judge Bentley, whose pride, tho 1
of a different character, was as unyielding as her
own. For nearly a year she had been the affianced
bride of Edward Sollior, a fine fellow, of noblo ap
pearance, and as far aa could bo ascertained, of Ir*
reproachablo character. Laura was passionately
fond of her lover, and believed with her whole heart
that in him was the perfection ofevory manly virtue,
flit parents had come tu the tillage only two years
before, and'were reputed, as indbed was true, im
mensely wealthy. Edward was practising law in a
neighboring city, and rumor said that nne so elo.
quont must yet win for himself an ehvlod name.
Tho corpse laid In tho centre of the large old fash-,
laced room.
Clara's face hud boon In life delicate lovely—in
death it woro a look, of angelic innocence. Tho
small white hands, almost transparent, wore folded
over the bosom, and hole/ an emblem bf lief own
frailty, a liliy broken at the slenf.
Hut pure, through suffering, she must have died,
for a sweet story was told of her cliild-liko submis
sion, her longing to bo gone, her (rust in the Saviour
of sinners, and the holy emtio, death burn, spoke of
her “pcaCo positing understanding.”
Edward's affianced, the beautiful Laura,.entered
with a friend, and passed the odd sleeper, without
deigning to give her one glance, tier eyes sought
for Edward, and a thrill of piido, anguish; and a
more indignite,unexplainable footing,ran through her
as the noticed that ho woro the insignia of mourning
that ho was even more pallid than (ho fair corpse }
and an expression of anguish seemed stamped upon
his features.
♦You will bo punished for your haughty prldo,
Laura,'—they had been almost tho last words that
had fallen from her oar, as oho oamo hither; and
now thoy recurred often and painfully. Why should
hn, the glory of hor heart, appear thus bowed down 7
Why was it the ajed parents seldom raised their
glances from (he coffin 7 and why, above all, did
every person read with a start of surprise, tho In
scription upon thedoffin plate, and' then loots at his
neighbor with Incredulous glances?
All was hushed In that room of death. Curtains
moved tremulously, guided by the oapricooflho
flower scented wind, and sometimes a spray of
eglantine looped them aside giving a smiling plo
turo of field, valley, and glittering ohuroti spire be*
yond. In at the open door camo tho village pastor,
a man youthful in appearance, but with a counts*
ntnfco open which were stamped uncompromising
firmness, and unshaken rectitude of life and purpose,
jlle damo forward and stood for a moment before tho
corpse. A smilo kindled his eloquent features on
beholding tlio lovely, placid countenance. Then
another emotion disturbed thooalm ofhiaoxpretslon.
lie turned Jo tho largo concourse assembled,essayed
to speak, oast a sorrowful glance towards' tlio aged
parents and their son, whose altitude was ono of
pontrition. Sorrowful,exceedingly, was that glanoo
yet, though his lips moved,' for a moment lie spoke
pot. , ,
fiaura foil diiiy and faint. A vision passed bo.
fore her. sho was in a noat and humble cottage—
a’rlcli garment ip her hand for ol° completion of
grudgingly paid a scanty remuneration.
\ beautiful, child like being sal by the blossom oov.
ored eyes humid with tears. She was
(piling a story of a a(ok and destitute mother,
of hard services scantily paid, of-better days} 1 of
hopeless poverty,' and .tho. ill usage of' a grasping
landlord, Apd Laura promised aid which she never
bestowed.
Another scene.
In her rich homo, (hat some sWcot being, toother
loss, houseless, heart broken and neglected, knell at
her feet, and with the energy of despair, cried wild*
ly,‘you may aavo mo; you , oJone may rescue mo
from infamy. It is in your power; lot me tell my
sad story—only hear me; hoar mo but for one litito
moment.'
And Laura had called a servant, and with calm,
'scornful gesture, bid him to pul‘Mat creature* from
tho bouse; but springing to hori foot tho girl gave
her one thrilling glance, filled to the brim with ago
ny, and rushed from her presence.
• ‘tel us pray.*
The rich 1 voice called Laura from her stupor; sho
shuddered fib sho raised her head, for the man of
God had folded his hands upon (ho coffin lid of one
whoso polluted memory she could not brook to re
call.
And after tho sweetly solemn prayer, while ail
wore standing, ho suddenly turned, beckoned, and
It wos like a dream—for pale and almost tottering,
Edward, her betrothed, carte forward, and all un
manned, shivering will) humiliation, laid his face
upon the coffin, near tho gentle face of the corps,
covering it with his hands. Laura sprang to her
feet, but all were too intent in tho scene to notice
her.
‘I have a very painful duty to perforin, my friends,'
said the pastor, who stood with one arm thrown
over the young man—'painful and yet pleasant, as
It meets justice to one who went'sorrowing in Ilia
barren garden of (his world, and found no pity,—
Tho poor creature who lies before you, the seed of
whoso frailty is sown in ail our'hearts—was once
pure and innocent. She fall, but she was not (ho
only transgressor. Hero, sorrowing before God for
his crime, stands her betrayer. Ho fools the enor
mity of a fault that blasted forever one human heart,
and comes before you now,iho lawful mourner of
this poor corpse ; for true to his awakening sense of
justice, ho was united to her in the bands of matri
mony one hour before her death. Let charity there
fore abound ; blamo not with harsh words. The sin
is forgiven by oar Father which is in Heaven ; for
give yon, also, and in ‘ : God > 1 beseech you
boar no enmity to tho dead, or malice towards the
living.’
A frightful silcnco succeeded 5 frightful to Laura,
who sat rigid, powerless to speak or move with a
dull blooming sound fulling upon her oar, as tho
voice of many waters, sounding thus—'you Will bo
punished fur you haughty pride.'
Tho services wont on, and Laura, pale and trem
bling, shrank, ifbut the hem of a garment touched
her own. I dare not describe the passion that
swelled her poor heart. Cruelly deceived sho had
been, and ho who dared not so much as to turn his
oyes that way, was conscious of her Buffering ; for
in his own breast the flaming holi of conscience
burnt as with u consuming fire. All had gone but
Laura. A hand was laid upon her shoulder. Site
started with a faint cry—a pair of dark grey eyes,
a pleasant face, bordered with a snowry frill, looked
■adly into hers. It was that of the mother of her
betrothed. No word had she of consolation for one
so deeply injured, but the poor girl, her pride all
melted, burst into tears, and sobbing, laid ;hor head
upon that kindly t.'’
Five weary wooks l -(in»ed bjTj'wasirrig- open 0
couch of illrtosi, laid bVlh -and Laura.—
Each had 6don near cnough to- Took* -'within, and
aurvoying-lhe mingled ashes of tho 'lowly and the
high born, forgot all save lint Ihfc wad their com
mon lot, and that thejr deslinjhi.boyoniL depended
irrevocably upon the tenor of their fleeting lives, and
the lenity with which they looked upon the frailties
of their fellow creatures, still while condemning,
ready to pity and forgive.*
So Laura forgot and fofgavo. When Edward
with sclf*abascinenl, laid ojfan all his heart/eft)
(old Ills repentant story ; she, her pride all subdued,
wept and pardoned tbo past. They were married
and to this day, Laura, rich, courted and beautiful
as she is, goes sometimes in the spirit of pcnitoncu
to think of the gentle girl, who first led by gratitude
foil from tho estate of purily-yjbul'who in God's
mercy was destined to work a-reformation In the
lives of those who had slighted and' insulted her, as
permanent as it was powerful..’ Ahd‘ ‘Edward—-
standing not isolated, but set opart from those who
livo but to grotify their baser passions,-will neVor
forgcl (ho lesson taught him by tho death ol sweet
Clam, and the stern rebuke, (lie manly firmness,
the Christian integrity of the village pastor.
A Touching Scene.
A beautiful infant had been (aught lo say, and it
could suy but little else,"God will lake care of ba
by.” it was seized with a sickness at a lime when
both parents wore just rocovoriog from a dangerous
illness. Every day it grow worse, and at Inst was
given up (o die. Almost agonised, tho mother bog
ged lo bo carried into Ilia room of her darling, to
give it ono last embrace. Bath parents succeeded
in reaching (ho apartment just as It was thought
the baby had breathed Us lust. Tho mother wept
aloud; when once rrforo (ho little ofoatUro opened
Sts eyes, looked lovingly Up in her fuco, and in a
faint voice suid; "God will toko care of body."—
Swoot, consoling words! they hod hardly ceased
when the infant spirit was id Iloafon.— Ped Vet
Timet.
Artless Simplicity.— I The Petersburg (Vo.) Dom.
ocral relates a very interesting anecdote of a little
boy of that city, who, hsving recently lost his fath
er, found himself debarred (hereby from attending
school as formerly, and, In tho fullness of faith, do
torminod to sock the wherewithal at that footstool
to which ho had doubtless been taught lo look for
other and higher blessings. Tho Democrat says,
in tho simplicity of his hoar! ho sat down and grave,
ly wrote a letter to his Redeemer, thinking, perhaps,
that So formal a mode of preferring his requests
would moot with greater attention. What was (ho
surprise of tho postmaster, William N. Friend, Esq.,
on discovering among tho Contents uf his mail, a
missive directed to "Jesus Christ!” Opening il,- he
road tho story of the boy's wants, and with a noblo
kindness lie-deposited in an envelop tho amount re
quired, pnd directed il to (ho young supplicant.—
Wo novor hoard a story that in so short a, compass
contains a more instructive and interesting lesson.
It combines u singularly felicitous union of fine
illustrations of tho groat pillars of religion—faith,
hope and charily—and wo would not wish lo know
tho roan who could hero this 'plain and unvarnished
tala' without feeling himself and. his kind ennobled
by the recital.
(CJ* We need to know Solomon's counsel rather
than his example, and look upon tho prevalence of
knowledge, Industry, frugality and justice as of
more value than enormous fortunes, In the low, nr
passion for show and luxury in' the many. We
should bless our fathers for their nAlo course in
guarding ogalnat dangerous opulence by equalising
(he inheritance of children, and throwing open to
to all the institutions of education, which provide
for general prosperity bettor than any agrarian law.
03* A Yankee onco a walking in Virginia, at
■Wheeling ♦'while id'himself a talking experienced a
fooling— stl-ango—painful and alarmin'} from hia
cap up to his knees, as ho suddenly discovered ho
was oqvorad o'or'with Mioosl* They rested on bis*
oyolids, ntld perched upon Ills nose ; thoy colonized
hla peaked freehand swarmed upon his clothes.—
They explored his swelling nostrils, and olovo deep
into hia oars, they crawled upon Ills trowsors, and
filled hia eyes wlln tears. Dld'hoyollllko ahyena 7
Did ho holla* |lko albon'7 Was he *cat’l,snd did
he "cut and ron 7" or did T No’or
a ono. lie wasn't soar'i a mite, ho never swoons*—
or hollors ; b.ul he hiv’d,’em in tt naiUkow tlght, and
l aol<j cm for two d.ollqrjt
11 OUR ODNTRV—HAT T ALWAYS DS WltOfld, OUR COUNTRY.”
.CARLISLE, PA., THURSDAY, DECEMBER 1, 1853.
LADY FRANKLIN.
What a striking picture of the eternity of hope
does the life of this lady present! In the bloom
and beauty of summer, nor heart is full of fond an
ticipations; and When drcd
notits hundred wailing voices, but consoles her
self with the delusive thought that “all nature
hopes for spring, and why not” she 1 But the
gentle Springs she longs for we fear will never
come. She may often see the opening of nature's
spring—the budding of her flowers, the gay foliage
of her trees—may hear the summer birds caroling
in the grove, and fael the soft breath of the zephyrs
whispering through (he leaves. But the spring
that ia to give light and gladness to her desolate
bosom will not down soon. The beauty, tbe per
fume and the melody of summer bring no joy to
her; she heeds them not, for her thoughts are with
ihe absent. For many weary months she has been
listening for tidings or looking for the return of her
long-lost husband.
What a beautiful illustration is this of woman's
fidelity, and the strength am! earnestness of her
love! How much nobler and more hallowed is
her name than those of brazen-faced females who
have donned the male attire, or elbowed thsmsel
ves through a crowd of blackguards and climbed
upon a stage to bo biased by rowdies! Lady
Franklin has won the admiration of the world by
her fervent devotioh and ceaseless endeavors to
trace her unfortunate husband. She has mani
fested an ardour and an energy in this cause that
is worthy of study and emulation. Andher heirl
bleeds at the absence of one she so tenderly
she does not give way to the gloom oT despond
ency. But she keeps her eye ever fixed-(ruadhg
ly on the bright star of hope, and thinks' htfi of
despair. Here is a sad but lovely history. 'Ex
pedition after expedition has been sent after her
husband,'and though driven back by the-bitler,
biting frosts—though no (races of him has-been
found, she still hopes on—living upon the poor
consolation of hope alone.
We notice that (ho last expedition sent out by.
Lady Franklin, has been abandoned at Valparaiso.
The schooner Isabel was sent by her Ladyship.by
way of the Straits of Magellan. After sailins,for
many months the project has been abandoned, bd.
account of a disagreement between somo qf lhe
officers. Here is another severe blow unexpected
ly inflicted; but the noble heart that has already
borne so much can receive this blow Without'a
murmur. If prayers could bring back the beloved
of this faithful woman, how many carnesl ones
would ascend from pure and pious hearts !— Pitta.
6’nton.
Lewis, tho fun-loving editor of the N. M. Un
ion, Mississippi, is a candidate for the Leglsla*-
ture. In tho last number of his paper, ho publishes
a circular to his fellow citizens of eight columns 1
Whereupon ho says :
It may be asked why I write so long a circular.
An anecdote will illustrate my answer. Onco on
a time an old lady sent her crondson out to set a
turkey. On ilia return the following dialogue look
place—
“ Sammy, have you set her V* ’ ,
“Yos grandma.” . -. i
, “Fixed the'nest all up nicely 1” . '
• . v
'“How many eggs did you pul under her}”:. ,:
“One hundred and twenty,, grandma.” I
“Why, Sammy, what did you pul so many un
der her for ?” }
“Grandma, /•wanted to tee her spread herself!"
My opponents will pitch Into lids circular—hope
theywlll ImtftTa good time in making a large per
centago off of It. A short one would be as much
as they could got over, but I want to set them
spread themselves !
Goethe said ho married to obtain rospoctibilily.
Wilkes declared ho wedded to pluaso his
friends.
Wycherly, in his old age, look his servant girl
to spile his relations.
The Russians have a story of a widow who was
bo inconsolable for the loss of tier husband, that
slic took another to keep herself from fretting to
earth.
A fast young gent married a worrian old enougl
to be his grandmother, because he owed hersGf
for bodrd. ’
Dn. DfioWw.—The Rev. John Brown, a worthy
Presbyterian divine, of the old school, author of a
Dictionary of the Bible and other theological
works, after having sparked for seven years, asked
Ins love if she would permit him to kiss her. Un
like most young ladles, she did not object. Bo
fore partaking of the luxury, ho said :
“Let us aslc a blessing !”
And it was bo. Ho then kissed her. And be
hold it was good !
“Oh !” exclaimed the enraptured saint, “how
savory, will you give me another 1 But let us re
turn thanks.’* _
Ho did so.
Thus i bollovb for (ho first time in this world
was o(Torod up grace before and after kissing.
A Oih'uoAL Critic.—'fho best specimen of ori
ginal criticism wc ever heard was in a stage coach
ride io Berry Edge. Three of us wore talking
about Adam and his fall. The point of discussion
wos the apparent impossibility that a perfect man
like Adam could commit sfn.
“But ho wasn’t perfect,” said one of the three.
“Wasn’t perfect I” worjaculated in amazement,
“No, sir, ho wasn’t perfect,” repeated out com
mentator.
“What do you moan V* wo asked.
“Well, answered tho authority, “ho wos made
perfect, 1 admit, but ho didn’t stay perfect.”
“How!”
“Why, was not one of his ribs removed 1 If ho
was perfect with all his ribs, ho was not perfect
afjor losing one, wos he 1 say.”
Our eay was silence. Wo were convinced,
ihcn, that woman was tho cause of man’s original
imperfection. a
Don’t Givi Ur.—Tlio editor of the Albany
Evening Journal tells (ho following story* and
draws n moral from it which young men should
remember. A little fellow who put on o pair of
shales for (ho first time, paid the usual penally,—
Having hurt himeolf somewhat by (ho fall ho ro*
solved, his brother advised him "to give It up.”—
"No, I shan’t give it up,” was Iho reply: "I can
learn to shale, and 1 will learn.” And at it tic
wont, with, an energy and'xlolormihatipn which
bade defiance (o apparent impossibilities. In
twenty years from ibis lime, that little follow, if
ho lives, will have made his mark somewhere.—
A boy who will not give up o difficult job, but
will do it because ho feels conscious that he can
do it, has (ho ring of the true motal of manhood
ip his composition.
Gtbbi.b paid the finest compliment to a wqmon
that (perhaps was over offered. Of one whom
Congreve had also admired and celebrated, he
says dial "to have loved her was a liberal educa
tion.” "How often,” ho said in dedicating a Vol
ume to his wife,'"has your tenderness removed
pain from tny sick head; how often anguish from
the afflicted heart! If there are each beings as
guardian angels, they are thus employed. 1 can
not believe oho of them (o |)e more good in incli
nation, olr more charming |n form, lharimy p'ife;”
yprtpno favors the il»« lioiltl-
: HOW HUSBANDS MAY ROLE,
'u'Doaf <Mary,*fsald Harry.— to his little wife
•I ha«fo a favor Jo ask of you. You have a friend
whom I dislike ypry much, and who, I am quite sure,
willmakd trouble'between ns. Will you give up
Mrsi May fdr toyskko, Mary V
f'A sliglil slisdO’of vexation crossed Mary’s pretty
face,.os. sho said,‘you are unreasonable, Harry. Sho
is ladylike, refined, intellectual, and fascinating, is
she iio(7*‘ - / /
;!;‘Yos, all of tßal, and/or that very reason, her ia- i
fluonco over one so unyielding and impulsive as your- i
sblf.is more lobodreadqd, if unfavorable. I’m quite
in earnest,'Maty* .1 could wish never to see you to. I
gather again.' ; i*
; ••PebaW!idfl»r<Harry,llial , a going 100 fur. Don't
bo disog^Goabld r lol.uß.(alk of eomeJhiDg else. As old
Undo Jeff says, (bowls trade 7* and sho looked arch
ly in bid facc/ narry did’nl smile-.
< ‘Well,' Slid Chi Jittlb wife, turning away, and pat
Ung-hor.fo.pl nervously,*! don’t sec how lorn to break
with her for a wbjm of yours, besides, I’ve promised
to go there Ihttf very night.’
;; Horrjf made rio reply, and in a few moments was
on his way .to Ills pfiico. .
Mary Blood- behind the curtain and'looked after
him as*he Wchldqwn UiO street. There was an un
comfortable, eliding sensation in her throat, and
something yorj:l|ko a (oar glittering in her eye.—
Harry'was, vexpd, she was sure of thql. He hod
gonp off, for ibo first limo since (heir rparrlagc. with
out Iho'iflccUonalo.'good hyo that was usual with
him, oven whop they parted but fur an hour or two.
And so sho wandbred, restless.and.unhappy into her
lilUoslccpipgrobm.j^
"It id quite Q'lilllo gem. There wore statutes, and
pictures, and y&ta?, jail gifts from him either before
or Slhcclho.ir mifrjriago, each one had a history of
Its own— association connected with
Harry. Thcra.wjttiftbouquet,still freehand fragrant,
(h'alho bad purchased bn bis way home, the day be
fore,'to gratify, her passion for flowflm. There was
d choice cdilionlofpoems they wero reading together
tbo.night before, witli-Mary'a name written on the
loaf, in Harry's bold handsome bund. Turn whero
she would, soradproofof his devotion met her eye.—
But Mrs. May l/j Sho was so smart end satirical !
|3t>o ; would roatpsd much sport of her for being
.*rpiod’ yd,by’;llatr / SfJ' Had’nl sho told her all men
•,WflrViyf4ntk7’£nd this was Harry’s first attempt to
goVcin hcK.~'N*Vilo, It would’nt do for her to yield.
■ So the-'prhliy.cvcning dress .was taken out, the
Irimmlngß'ro-adjuitcd and ro-mbdcllcd, and all the
little ct cotoras of tbe toilet decided. Y cs, she would
go, she bad quifq mafia „p her mind to that. Then
Blio opchcd her'Jowefca'so.'a llltlo nolo fell at her
fool.. Sho knCWthcContents very welt, ll was from
Harry, slipped,Sl(ly into bcr handS on her birthday,
with that prplty Jhracoleti It could’nl do any harm
to road il -ll was ; vory lovcr-liko for a year
old husband, .bufsho liked it. Dear Harry I and sho
folded it back, and sal down raoro nuhappy than over,
Willi her hands crossed in her lap, and her mind in a
mosl pitlablo slalo of irresolution.
Perhaps, after dll, Harry was tight about Mrs. May,
and if hd was'nUona hair of his head was worth more
.kMior Ihah'.nli .the women in the world. 110 bad
never said one unkind word !lo heir— never. Ho had
anticipated every wish. Ho had been so attentive
and soHcitous when she was ill. How could sho
grieve* hlrh 7 f ’
Dovo conquered.! The pretty rflbo was folded away,
llio-jpWola roturfifd.Jto tholr caso,-ond with-a-light
biiyi.Mory BM > do I wivto'dW4U‘hot husband’s return.
‘;<The ; lantpa*wcn» not lit Irrlhif. drawing-room when
Warty cumo up,tha street. Sho had .gone then—after
aft dial he had said. Uo passed slowly through thp
, hull, entered tho dark and deserted room, and throw
himsclfon tho sofa with a heavy sigh* Ho was not
angry, but ho-was grieved and disappointed. - Tho
firs; doubt (hat. creeps ovor tho mind of (ho affection I
of one wo love is -so t'dry'palnfuf. "Ddaf Harry I’—l
saidwelcorac'Voico Bl his side.- '
‘God bless you, Mary,’ said' thq happy husband,
‘you've saved mo from a keen sorrow,*
Dear reader—won't you lcll7—there ore some
husbands worth all the sacrifices a loving heart can
make. FANNY PERN.
Not so Poor.— Charles Jarvis, the artist, lolls the
following anecdote of his father's travels in tho
Western part of Kentucky:
At tho close of a day in midsummer, Mr. Jarvis
and his companion rodo up to one ol tho most dilapi
dated lug huts (hoy had ever seen. Tho window was
stuffed full of rsgs, and tho cracks between the logs
wore partially choired up with the same articles.
‘What an awful shanty this is !’ exclaimed Jarvis,
as lio rodo up. ‘lt is evident they arc 100 poor to
accommodate us here.’
‘Not so poor as you mast think, stranger,' said
head that showed itself among (ho rags, for 1 don'
own this place.'
'Have you anything in (hero to cal 7’ said Jarvis
'any bread and ham 7’
'Nut a smell, stranger—all gone, every smilcli—
nut a crust loft!'
•Have you any feed fur our horses 7'
‘Not a corn, nor an oat, stranger—haven't no use
fur nono !■'
‘Well, can you accommodate us for tho night 7*
'Wall, wo can't stranger. There is no floor to tin
house, and tho straw is all out.'
'Why, I never hoard anything like It,* said Jarvis
impatiently. ‘Why how do you do hero ?'
‘Fully well, I thank you,’ said tho Kentuckian,
•how’s tlio folks down your way 7’
That was enough for iliim—they rods on to bettor
quarters.
DonbiNd Titß Responsibility^— l 'Sir,' said Flory
facios, tho lawyer, to an unwilling witness,'da you
say upon your oath, that Dllmphlns is a dishonest
man !'
'I didn't say (bat bo was never accused of being
an bonost man, did 17 ssld Pipkins.
‘Docs tho court understand you to say, Mr. P.,
that tho plainllfTs reputation is bad 7' inquired the
judge, merely putting tho question to keep his eyes
open.
'1 didn't say it was good, I reckon 7*
‘Sir,’said Ficryfacias,‘sir-r, upon your oath, you
say Dlimpkins is a rogue, villain, and a llilof?'
•You say bo,' was I’ip’a reply.
•Hovn’i you said so V
‘Why, you have said it, 1 said Pipkins, wlia|'s tho
use of my repealing it 7'
'Sir-r,’said Floryfuciss, (ho thunder
of Thbmploo,'sir, I charge you upon your sworn
oath, do you, or do you not say, that Dlimpkins stole
things 7*
‘No, sir,* was tho cautious reply ofPipliins, ‘I
never said Bllmpklos stole things, but Ido a«y—
he's got a great way of finding things that nobody lost?*
•Blr-r !* said Ficryfacias,‘You can rollro,' and the
court adjourned.
A stripling some eight years of ago, was engaged
.In t|iq manufacture of a stool, which, on account ol
a .disparity )n the longlh of the logs, refused to aland,
up, ofior fruitless efforts to do so,'Mother,'inquired
ho, 'does tbo Lord sco everything V‘the Lord sco
everything ?’ ‘Yes, my son.* ‘Well,’ replied the young
liopofu), 'then I guess ho'Jl laugh when he secs this
itoul
Pretty ,Good.— The York Gaxotto mahes Iho
following remarks upon iho result of tho lalo ofoo.
lion in Now York. Tho llluqtralion is a capital
ouo< i ; .
«Thb (wo shells of an oyster, if thoy would pre
serve (Vom dopredatian what thoy hold onlrcasurod
bolwooli lluJm, musics*/* iogethtr. If the bivalve
Bono, Iho soa crab will Introdoco his‘‘pleKSrs #nd
stealers.” The “hard sholls" «"d "soft shells of
Now York hove boon opening themselves vory oi>n
glngly, and have boon considerably ".scooped cult
; r, i ■■ ..I "
Ths Miller doctrine is, spading In Malno. There
•re (housaoda who bcJiovo-'tho world will bo burusu
uy noxt spring.,
Female Printers*
Bomb cynicahßembor of llio craft has been draw
ing up a set of rules fdr lady printers, and smuggling
them into the country papers, as follows t
1. Must bo at tho.offico whenever required.
2. No reading of motto papers find love stories
during tho Working l hours.
3. No ‘hand* shall bo Allowed to have her beau in
the office losco her sot typo, at any time.
4. No matter bow gifted a‘hand* may boat mak
ing pics at homo, if she makes .pi in tho office, sho
shall bo compelled to assort it. '
5. No ‘hand shall eR in tho sanctum longer than
to procure copy, unices requested by tho editor.
6. No attempting to kies tho editor for (ho sake of i
'clean copy.’ ' Ho will not ipte his prerogative to kiss j
all 'hands,' as the occasion may require. j
# Y. Ladies who bring their dinner shall not make a |
dining-saloon of (ho sanctum, or use proof paper for
a table cloth.
6. Any lady 'hand* about to emigrate to (ho stale
of Matrimony, shall give at least ono month's notice,
that her place may be supplied by another.
9. No married woman will bo allowed to work in
(ho office, provided it bo known.
10. No lady shall bo allowed to laugh at the mo
tion of another at the 'ease.*
11. No smoking, chewing, or dram-drinking al
lowed in tho office.
12."N0 gossiping, quarreling, pulling of hair,
scratching of faces, or singing love songs during
working hours, and no lady shall have free admis
sion to the theatre, opera, or other places of amuse
ment, unless accompanied by a gentleman.
To which some Sybarite adds ‘Our rules for lady
printers would bo very different from tho abovo. Wo
would not require them to participate in the ordinary !
drudgery of type-setting. Their solo duly should be
tbo ‘distribution of one, Iwo, and three 'em braces.*
Hot Joke. —Soon after the close of the American
Revolution a deputation of Indian chiefs, having
some business to transact with the Governor, were
invited to dine with some of iho officials in Phila
delphia. During (ho repast the eyes of a young
chief were attracted to a castor of mustard, having
in it a spoon ready for use. Tempted by its bright
color, he gently drew it towards him, and soon hav
ing a brimming spoonful in his mouth. Instantly
detecting his mistake,he nevertheless had (ho for
titude to swallow it, although it forced tears from
his eyes.
A chief opposite at (ho table, who had observed
I the consequences but not tho cause, asked him what
ho was crying fur.
Ho replied that ho was ‘thinking of his father,
who was killed in bailie.*
Soon after tho questioner himself, prompted by
curiosity, made iho same experiment, with tho same
result, and in turn was asked by tho young sachem,
‘what ho was crying for V
‘Because you were not killed when your father
was,* wasprompt reply.
Another. Death prom Sn ritual RApriNos.— Wo
learn, from the Buffalo Courier (hat, some 9 months <
since, a young man and woman In Evano, N. V.,
upon being informed by a medium that it was Iho
will of iho ‘spirits* that they should become man
and wife, although scarcely acquainted with each
other, wont before a justice and wore married. The
woman, whoso health had already bedrr impart'd by
llio dxcU.mg influences of fspirMpal-manifosuniops,’
grow-vydrso, end During hot sickness
fiho was’aUcriclcd by ; a*-spiritual* physician, under:
whoßO-dircctiotvshp Wpuld Btrdloh herself' upon the'
ground, faco downward;ldmaloiqg'tft' that posture
,hours at a time, foe the,purpose of gotUng-Uic bled,
tricily from tho earth, and gd through various'gther
equally absurd performances. Subsequent 'id her
I death (lib body showed no sproptomb of decay, and
I was kept fur a week or more without burUUowing
to fears which'her.friends entertained that she was
[not dead. Ai length* her physician and spiritual
friends quieted ail doubts by assorting (list her spirit
was 100 happy in (ho sphere whore it hod gone to
return tho oaros and pains incident to tho flesh, ond :
she was buried.
Tho Rahway (N. J.) Advocate tries to bo funny
over tho defeat of bis Whig friends in that Stale,
Hear what ho says about tho election :
We have no space this week, If wo had the in
clination, to go into any review of tho late contest-
If we had we suppose it w’ould bo put down to the
account of blubbering over spilt milk, and we
don't train in that company. If the cow chooses to
kick over her own mess, lei her “go to thunder.”
Public notice is also hereby given, that if any body
in these parts wants lo fight Whig battles In New
Jersey, they can take our chance at a very small
premium. Wo respectfully beg leave to back
down, only reserving tho privilege of kicking up
an occasional row with a locofooo on our own
hook.
N. B.—Until “something turns up,” wo desire
to define our present position for the relief of anx
ious friends. We aro a Hord-Sholled-Soft-Meal
od-Uomocralic-Whig, of tho Jeffersonian school of
Federalism—we believe in tho resolutions of *9B,
so far as they allow us (o spit upon the Baltimore
Platform—wo regard Slaughter-House Conven
tions as an invention of the devil, lo lead innocent
people Into bad scrapes—and finally wo regard
oursolf ns pretty thoroughly “hood out,” Individu
ally and collectively, and we nail our banner to
what there is left of the mast-head, inscribed will)
the motto, 0 Tempura, which being rendered into
the vulgar vernacular, moans— “ Who’s AfEAtitf.”
(Tj* Somo one—wo don’t know who—gives (ho i
following cicolloiU odvico. It is worth following :
“May bo you aro a bachelor, frosty and forty
Then pour fellow 1 Saturday night’s nothing to you,
just as you aro nothing lo nobody. Get a wife,
block eyed or btuc-cycd, but abovu all Iruooycd.—
Got a little house, no matter how litllo, and a sofa,
just to hold two, or two and a half to it, of a Sulur*
day night, and then road this paragraph by tho
light of your wife’s eye, and thank God and tuko
courage.”
Corn and Wheat in Ohio. —The Cincinnati
Jtailroad Journal , in the course of a carefully pre
pared article on the agricultural products of Ohio,
says: i
Avcroging oil seasons and all lands, Ohio pro
duces, uniformly, eigteon bushels of wheat, and
thirty-five bushels of corn per aero. In o good
season, on the two million of acres of wheat, wo
shall hovu pvor thirty millions of bushels; and on
the corn lands, seventy millions. Wo have raised
more thon'that in wheat. At tho rate of tho last
throe years, wo have raised wheal enough (at tho
Euiopean allowance,) for four millions of people,
which is double the Slates population. Our corn
and cattle are in proportion. So that, somewhere
in tho world, wo wo millions of other people.
Ono million of theso people, fed by Ohio, nro In
Now England, to which wo sell a million of bar
rels with pork and lard to matob. Wo can feed a
million more, and those will be in Europe chiefly.
Without at all infringing on a proper portion of
woods, meadows, pasture and fallow. Ohiurofghl
cultivate twelve millions of acres In amble ground.
At our present averages, this would give us eighty
millions of bushels ol whoal, and one hundred and
sixty millions of corn—full enough for the support
of twolvo millions of people.
Soap or strong soap-suds will destroy green
paint more readily than othor-colors. Theloyhas
tho some effect on oil paints that ll has with grease.
Many painted., .rooms, window, blinds, &o„ arc
spiled by carelessness or ignorance of washrwo
mon In the application of soap or-slrong soap-wa
tor—when It docs riot destroy thd pklnt It affects
Its lustre. ' * i • • f* '
it tflto M AMBI - 1
(DUOsi an» mnlf&t -
Forgive (ho erring.
Day treads upon day.
We forgive as long as we love.
A bad man's dislike is ah hohof.
Selflove is (he greatest of tfaUs/ers.
Fortune and caprice, governs the foil'd.
One acquired.honor la surety toi shore.
Avarice, often produces contrary dffecU.
A boasters virtues, are on the sftrfaee.
Acorn coffee, is much used ffl &tdfy4.
Friendship is like one soul in frto’lVodiei.
Labor, honest labor, is mighty aWd beautifb)..
The M. D’e. of Norfolk, Va./flYe on a strike.
Our own distrust justifies ifila deedlt of others.
Fried Rattlesnakes, is tiotf a favorite dish In
Paris.-
Charity begins at hord'd,‘ lint should not ooid
there.
Silver jewelry is fashionable in Paris this sea*
son.
Cats are quoted' ihAWrhlia at fifteen dollars
each.
The best “Hymdilfeal Instructor”—a young wl
dow.
Hypocrisy is the homage that rice pays to vir
tue.
In conversation, confidence has a greater share
than wit.
Rare os' true lov*e ib, it is not less so, than true
friendship^
Lady M. DV are all ibo ragO id some of the
western cities.
Activity is the ruling element of lift, and Its
highest relish.
Flattery is a sort of bad money (0 wbFOh our
vanity gives currency.
Pleasure can be supported by alldbiod, bdl hap
piness rests upon truth.
The lady who “stood on herdignity”cadQd*ery
near losing her balance.
Pleasure, like an over fed lamp ft oitingtfhhed
by the excess of its own ailment.
The sum expended in seardh of Sir Johtf trank
in, amounts to over five million of dollars.
Mrs. Partington says her romfcter pfeatthOd
about “the parody of the probable son.”
The noblest man of earth, la ho wh6 p'fttt Ms
hands cheerfully and proudly to honest labor*
The London Diogena publishes a fepofi (hat
“Bantam has purchased the Fallaof Niagara,-add
purposes exhibiting them In Europe.”
i^GciVnever:do9tgned-lhia World fof otit hdi&6. it
is.only tha we aro eductdod for etir
■ nnyV.-’, v . ■: , .* 7,.
out sail—pleasant lotheeifihtjbdt insipid tolho
taste.’ •7’"''
There .exists a Turkishprove/b, which ears*
“kies the hands of, yotfr 6'neosjf until yoiTare sole
/ to cui a pir.y (r
If a piff.waofed-to pjpfie a sty tor himself, bow
would he proceed I By tying a knot in file isD,
and (hat would make a pig’s lie. v
“Lot us remove temptation from the path of
youth/' as (he frog said, as he plunged into the
water when he saw a boy pick op a stone.
The Government has official advttas of the kind
and cordial reception of all our ffevt foreign Min
isters who have arrived at their destination.
Ground Charcoal is said to bo th6' frtfat thing in
the world for cleaning knives. It vWI not wear
the knives away like brick dust which is so often
used.
A spirit rapper in towa, says itiat f)r. Franklin
has opened a circus in Uio olherwortd. Shouldn’t
be surprised if this rapper Would befcowe attached
to it some day as clown.
Many a true heart, that would have come back
like the dove to the ark after its first transgression,
has been frightened beyond recall by the angry
look and menace, the (aunt, the savtfge charity of
an unforgiving dotrl.
A ls going the rounds, of a' jharty of young
ladies Who were etfught In o'tfhoWer, having (ho
color washed from (heir cheeks. A lady at our
elbow thinks (he Color of some gentlemen’s noses
w/ll not Wash orfl at present I
An ofd pioverb says, “God hath given to some
men wisdom and to others the art of plavitig On
the fiddle.” *
A lady given to tattle, says she never (ells any
thing except to two olasdea of who
ask ncr and those who don’t.
The best cough drops for young ladles, is to
drop (he practice of dressing thin when they go
into the night air.
Knowledge is not wisdom; it is only the taw
material from which,,tbo beautiful fabric of wis
dom is produced. Therefore, let us not spend our
days in gathering materials, and live and die with
out a shelter.
Mystery magnifies danger, os a fog does the
sun; tho hand that warned Belshazzar, derived its
horrifying influence from (bo want of a body..
Thoro are two reasons why wo don’t trust a man;
ono bocanso wo don’t know him, and the other be.
oanso (to do.
f’onchos fnstdo (ho ribs, are mooli pleasanter
than thoeo upon Ibo outside. <
Tbo loto Roy. Sidney Smith observed that a
Railway (thistle soortied to him something like the
soroam an attorney Would give when the devil
caught hold of him.
Thu only legitimate strike, is (he strike of the
iron when it is hot.
A bully is generally a coward, for he who U
ohlokon-hoarlod will naturally bo fow).mouthed n
At on auction in London, n few weeks ago. *
look of hair from the foolish head of ],
sold for S2C: whiiea look of Newton's hair brought
ouly $9, 76!
An editor somewhere In tho west, has become
so hollow from depending on tho printing holiness
alqno for bread, that ho proposes to soil himself to
some gentlemen, to be nsed aQcattfvo pipe.
Tho omusinff performanOps,leays a London pi.
pot, of some of tholucfcy diggers in Austi*all», who
never held property before, ore scarcely creditable.
ThO bealAloTy wb have heard, is thst of e digger
.who oamedown with seven hundred pounds, and
paid a man'dighl shillings a day as bis companion
to kelp him spend It.
"' Another 1 new cotton factory is-shortly to bOftoft
ed at Lancaster, p«. -. 0 .
NO. M*