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PinV ; Qt C[L .v avri/^^M/TO-D4I .iNO Tfl-MOEROW. , Pern ’ - • ~—' —' . , mh\ ~ blossomed in my .bower, who i • sang in my garden; was Us fairest flower, bird its gentlest warden, child beside the Umlon-trco raoro of soritew j ua smile and sing to-day, must *°°p*° m ° rrow *” ■ bird, " Oh didst thou hear, - that she would sing thee? fcfdstr bo that thoushould’st fear ncxt I “ orn ® a y bring thee?" with triumphant strain, I know not sorrow 5 ' sing my best to-day, Zcan die to-morrow.!" on: It • . . ..' 1., S« - ■ iH I-aflked' thc rose, u Oh toll mo, sweet, o’ Sat ( first beauty's dawning, icpbfis { ;,.Thoa N -canet not fear, from this retreat, fSaxtf v/ .The'ebming of the morning ?” ; Sprit. • ' Bbb'flung her fragrant leaves apartj • \VV‘V .THo lovlior for hor sorrow,. , Xrttb . v^T'Stfylft'g, 11 Yet I must bloom to day, \nngtd| t X may droop to morrow.” (' " The bloom upon my obeok :\ef . fleeting os the roses ,• • \*t" dust in dust reposes; if : those soulless monitors emc! . . < • - I may borrow— should smile and sing to-day, Y ; iFor wo may weep to-morrow.” ,J' ■, ‘ t 'V-! ’* ’’ llayii tom cr tu . Ebcr Us, Ct sic Ci ' - 1 - K-’•^y , .B<foiro s ftiy door. In summer's boat, : V'''KrD&4ly the olms their branchoaspread; ! sprang beneath my feet, 1 : ‘ .*s ws played aronhd my head; ' - passed the sultry hour, ' /■'the sun's meridian power. SIZI I •-I v.'.i '*/? •.vV.’’* * ; vßnt waopiiwUh wittering hand; the frost . Shrivclei:tho loaves, and gaunt and bare, ’i > Thmrhfldtbd arms the, elm tree tossed; . *iturqu tempests rent'the air# ' & the summer's glories fled, SjuatodraoC sadness,shod. iter came, and cold and still, ing forgodhis frozen chain; snow-clad valo and bill , ’ assumed her aolomri reign; king from toy window bars and?, stripped limbs I saw the stars. love, like summer loaves, ” but intercept our view; fo* bereft, < ho - B P irit 6 r i°' rcs ) , ’ Xud.Kopcs aro crushed, and comforts few, 1 i : :-:o'liojvs>itho depths of sorrow’s night from far celestial light v ! - THE AUTUMN OF LIFE. >*Bi LOT—A FRAC3IENT. »■>'[! J ‘ . .’ ™l 1J <tJ l DT THE AUTHOR OP JANE EVBE. ; ( i r Vfejv**/ • •* • ; P ’,» • fWo'feel that the following,fragment, so a’® characteristic of the unhappy and gifted au- Charlotte Bronte, cannot fail to add —i thiftib mournful interest which all feel for her ■ who possefeed such transcendent talents and V b 6 early called to quit a world in which her whole nfeiwas a continual struggle.] disappointed can speak nh4 li a lover feminine can * did the result would be Khame ancr dnljuish, inward remoro for self treacheryi : Niuiirb would brand such demon strations as,a rebellion against her instincts, and would yindictively repay it afterward by the thunderbolt bf self contempt smiting sud dihly in' qecrqK . Take the matter as you find ; it; ask;ho;questions; utter no remonstrances; ; it; is yoiir best wisdom. You expected bread, dof-ntid ybu hayb : gQt a stone; break your teeth on itVani -iddn't : shriek because the nerves arc d . 5! { db; not doubt that your mental " .j. ■ jbu hWo such a thing —is strong tone will digest. You >r ah egg, and fate put tow no consternation; ly upon the gift; let it lalm. Never mind ;• in uid arm have swelled : torture, the spuoezod you will have learned ) endure without a sob. it of your life, if you , it is said, die under it wiser, less sensitive, re of, perhaps, at the lorrow courage of that )r, as has boon intima md in such eases; seal 'S; utterance, command dion; a dissimulation and gay mien at first, ' and palenoss in time, . leaving a convenient irtifying because it is :—ls that wrong ? No 1 '.torness is strength, it is force following acute ■hero; to talk of it is bo apathetic exhaus morgy remains, it will energy, deadly when :e. Who has read the f Leo/' that old Scotbh not in what generation, tary had been ill used, le.to believe that truth die is not complaining, in the snow storm, and ,;s._- They arc not the - , jghts oi u, —-heroine under the circum tanoesVhut they'of o those of n deep-feeling, tropgly 'resentful,., peasant girl. Anguish as driven hop from the inglonook of home to 1 shrouded and. icy hills, crouched 'Jitnder the canid drift,” sho recalls every page of horror, “ the yellow wymed cups,” [f |hf hairy adder,” “ the auld moon loving <f Vko," “theghaist at e’en,” “ the simbullis 14W’ muk.in the tabd’s back,” she hates fejo, but/'waiiOT.sho hates, Robin a Roe." , pponoo I lived happily by yon bonny burn— 'xfhe iTotld waa’in lovo wi mo; {"Ktfoitl maun ait 'neatb tho onulcl drift and mourn, Mack Robpi a Itco! Reader, v do you hoar tho wild sound of this iiy, itbV tionl’ i c fj!' Whore is my place in the -world, is. the question -which most old iriaids nro puzzled, to' solve; other people solve it for them by say;, ing “ your place is to do good to others, to hi helped whenever help is wanted.*' That is right in some measure, and a very convenient doctrine for the people who hold it; but I per ceive, that certain sets of human beings are very apt to maintain that other sets should give up their "lives to them and their service, and then they requite' them by praise; they call thcmv.devotod and virtuous. Is this onou gh ?.Is it to live ? Is there not a terri ble liollojfericss, mocking, want, crrfving, in that existence which is given away to others, for want of something of your own to bestow it on ? I suspect there is. Does virtue lie in abnegation of self?- Ido not believe it. Un due humility makes tyranny; weak conces sion creates selfishness,' Each human being' has his share of rights. I suspect it would conduce to the happiness and welfare of all, if each knew his allotment, and held to it as tenaciously as the martyr to his creed. Queer thoughts those that surge in ray mind; are they right thoughts, I am certain. Well, life is short at the best; seventy years, they say, pass like a vapor, like a dream, when one awaketh; and every path trod by human' feet terminates in one bourne—the grave! the little chink in the surface of this great globe, the furrow when the mighty hus bandman with ,tho soy the"deposits the seed he has shaken from the ripe stem; and there _it falls, decays, and thence it springs again, when the world has rolled round a few times more. So much for the body; the soul mean time wings its flight upwards, folds its wings on the brink of the sea of fire and glass, and gazing down through the burning clearness, finds there mirrored the vision of the Chris tian’s triple Godhead I the Sovereign Father; the mediating Son;'the Creator Spirit. Such words, at least, have been chosen to express what is inexpressible; to describe what baffles description, the souls real 'hereafter, who shall guess ? “CLOSED ON ACCOUNT OP 4 DEATH IN THE FAMILY.” nv yinorxiA f.. towxsend. We paused a moment to read these words, as we passed by. They wore written on a slip of paper and affixed to the window of a grocery store, somewhere in the heart of the city which wo have called home for a year. And these words on that narrow slip of pa per word like keys opening into now doors and passages of our thought, and they were like a chime of hells swinging to and fro in the air, above us, as we wont on our way. . Of whom whs itwriften,that brief, solemn, final sentence which alone must close the chap ters of all lives—the highest and the lowest ? and where was the homo whose windows wore darkened and the voice of whoso music was hushed under that fearful mystery. “ A death in the family 1” ■ And who was dead? Was it a little child, a “ well-spring of gladness,” suddenly ceased in the household ? Was it hll'gonc ; —the patter, patter of its lit tle feet as it went about its little play—the small head with its golden rings of hair, flut tering now hero, now there, as a sunbeam flut ters around a room, chased and driven by the restless shadows—the sweet laugh, which gur gled out suddenly for joy, and was caught up and hidden in other voices, which only laugh ed for joy of the child’s, and the little teasing, cunning, frolioksomo, sweet ways—wore these all gone, and was that what it meant, this "death in the family?” Was it lying still and white in some dark ened parlpr, the little, half worn shoes at the head of the cradle, and the scarlet dross with the white apron flung across the foot; wore the little, dainty, fluttering hands folded cold and waxen on its breast—the little hands that used to flutter up every night for joy when the father came home, while the small lips would be lifted up and crow out for joy at his kiss— was the bady lying there, the weeot lips, the laughing eyes, the dimpled chocks, so still and frozen that the mother could not catch it up and hide it in her bosom, and warm it with her kisses back to life ? , And to-day must they lay it down to, its last sleep; not on soft pillows, with dainty cover lets drawn over its dimpled shoulders, know ing that in an hour or two there would be a new resurrection from the cradle of gladness and hoauty; but laid down on another pillow that would never yield to the pressure of the soft head, while the. tender hands of April should fold its green coverlet oyer the fair limbs, and aching hearts and tearful eyes should go away from the little heap of earth to the desolate homo of which it was written, death in the family? Or, maybe, it was of the mother that this was written. The patient, loving face, the gentle voice, the soft footfalls—all gone! and oh 1 what a blank and darkness was there in the family now ? There was her low chair in its old place by the table, with the work-basket close by it; but no little children could climbup with tears into her lap and bo hugged to her heart a few minutes, and find such comfort and healing there that they came down full of Smiles and gladness—no soft feel stealing up tho stairs to see that the little limbs were snugly “tucked in”—ho mother to toll some pleasant story before bod-time, and say, in her soft, coaxing way, “just ton minutes longer, father,” when the clock struck eight, and the eager voices pleaded for “ only one more little story." No mother to unfasten the. knots and draw off tho mittens, and remove tho tippets when tho children came in from school tired and cold. No mother to fun to with every grief or gladness, always loving, always ready to hear, and patient, and sympathetic, and for giving ; no mother to make all troubles smooth, to soothe all sorrows, to explain, and comfort, and heal all difficulties. There she -was lying, -with her frozen face and silent lips, and her little children cluster ing with wondering, frightened faces about her, but the ear that always thrilled to their highest call would never wake again—the lips that wore always brimming over with sweet caresses would never drop into smiles again— the little children would never find “ mother” any more 1 ' Death in the family ! Maybe it was a bro ther, the pride and hope of the household, just in the glow and strength of his free, careless boyhood, while the boughs of his life wbro full of sweet singing birds and the joy of blossoms, and 161 the storm came suddenly, and the laughing voice and the ringing -Stops wore brought low. Or mayhap'it was a sister, just blossoming into the graoo and beauty of womanhood, a sweet “ hearth flower,” whoso fragrance filled tho household, and whoso future was full of 1 promise ns a summer morning when it rises out from the cast and walks upon the mountains, and tho wind swings their groat censers of per fume before it, and the birds commence its sweet service; for just as was her dawn, just so fair did its sunshine and sweet songs pro phecy her day, but Death made ready his bow, .and for her too is tho hardT pillow and the 'green quilting which tho spring shall draw over it. ' Or perhaps this “ death in the family” came to one whose years were ripe as tho fruit tho wind shakes from its boughs in October, one who sat bowed and wrinkled, “ waiting pa tiently’’ by tho fire side, with the snows of life bleaching tho gray hairs thickly as the snows of winter bleacli tho hills outside. And so those thoughts rung to and fro| like a solemn .dirge rung by bells in the air around us; and suddenly, in the midst of this, there floated, like a sweet silver chime, the promise, “ in my Father’s house are many mansions.” And we remembered, too, that the windows of those “ homes” were never closed, that the voice of music was never hushed because of the shadow of death dropping oyer tho threshhold. Oh, “many mansions,” whoso fair gardens border tho banks oft'the Diver of Life, whose windows look off to-the Eternal Hills, and un der whose shining roofs are gathered tho fa milies of the Redeemer—it is never written on thy portals, it is never whispered under thine arches of eternal beauty, “ Closed on account of a death in the family.” The Atmosphere at Dome—Two Pictures. . “ There’s a vast difference in tho atmosphere of homes,”- remarked a friend to mb a few days since. “ Yes, indeed,” said I; and memory brought to view a grand and stately city home, fair in its architectural proportions “as a poet’s dream,” and superbly adorned with all" that taste could suggest and wealth supply,! Tru ly, this is a place where happiness must love to linger, if splendor has any power to attract it. But wo shall see. As you ascend the broad steps a chill creeps slowly over the heart,' that you can’t but hope an. inner view will dispel. Yet as you tra verse lofty, richlyrdecpratcd rooms, the feeling increases in spite of you. The subdued light seems gloomy. Can it he, that amid this rare collection of the beautiful, comfort has boon, forgotten? But still., you wonder on, hoping to find the ertsy Spot where the Bares and Penates of the, household cluster. A quiet place adorned with • •Pictures, and busts, and books, and flowers, And a light hearth where one may sit for hours. And fcol the minutes in their rapid flight, • Yet never'think to count them as they go, Tlio mind in converse sweet beguiled so. Alas! ’tis a vain search; ’tis as cold as the marble slabs tliat adorn it. There’s a con servatory graced with the rarest of plants, and, birds carpi there. amid.its -fragrant blossoms; and waters splash in the tiny fountain;' but | it’s all shbw, and affords no pleasure to its possessors; indeed, they know but little enjoy ment. The husband, wholly absorbodthrough the day in business, returns home weary and harrassed with care, and vents his ill-humor upon those whom ho is bound to love and che rish ; while the wife and daughter are render ed too irritable and restless, by a ,round of gab etyand dissipation, to ever settle down to cpii et homo pleasures. So there is constant bick ering and contention, and hearts ache sadly beneath velvets,and jewels; but smiles have marked grief-laden hearts this many a year; so wliat does it matter if people only fancy them happy ? There's no family altar there, nosweet in-, conge arising from grateful hearts to the Giv er of every good gift; living for the world, is the aim of their existence. But now, step from the shadow of this gor geous home. ■ I know you have a feeling of relief to bo once more in the open and sunny street thanking a kind Providence that your lot has riot been cast there. Then come with mo onee more—this time away from the noisy bustling streets of the crowded city, to an humble h6m67no.stled in among green hills and gay pastures, dotted over with nodding daises and buttercups. There is something in the very air of the place that attracts you; it wears that cheerful face that does the heart good; sunshine seems to linger, lovingly in every fold of the curtains, ! and dances arid frolics upon the wall in very gladness; there is odor without stiffness, the beautiful and useful are combined in a way that is easier seen and felt than described. , Tiio furnishing, evidently, was not the work pf-an upholster. There are pictures upon the wall, easy chairs, and lounges, all home-made, while trim feminine taste and ingenuity are displayed everywhere. These arc the little | adornments that, servo to make any place seem homelike. But there’s nothing there too good to use. Happy children trip oyer tho neat carpets and climb the cushioned chairs unchecked; and when tho welcomed sound of “ Papa is coming,” rings through the house, there’s the swift patter of little feet, and tho merry sound of laughter as they rush to moot him and make ready the slippers and tho em sy chair. Here the husband is strengthened for another day’s toil, and the mother nerved for her. daily round of duties, by the blessed consciousness of making others happy. And when tho dark days come, as they come to all, there’s something to meet the stain beside tho flimsy vanities o? life. There’s a strong arm upon which to lean, andja trust in a Heaven ly Pathor’s guidance, knowing that ho loadoth us iri a way that wo Know not. . .. Thus one sunshiny heart will diffuse its brightness through a whole homo, making tho loneliest spot pleasant, arid the homeliest dear. Then crivy npt the rich, you that have hum ble homos, and are soiriotimcs weary, and long for recreation and some of tho luxuries that others enjoy; remember that “elegant leis ure”,is often but another name for “splendid misery.” “Contentment, with godliness, is great gain." O” In one of our courts lately, a man who, was' called on to appear as a witness could not bo found. On the Judge asking whore ho was, a grave elderly gentleman rose up, and wjth much emphasis said.: “Your honor he s gone.” “ Gone! ‘ gone I” said the Judge, “ where is ho gone ?”■ “ That I cannot inform you,” replied the communicative gentleman; “ but ho is dead." ; IC7= A worthy Scotch Gouple, when asked how their son had broken down so early in life, gave the following explanation: “When wo be-mn life together, wo worked hard and lived upon porridge and such like, gradually adding to our comforts ns our moans improved , until wo wore able to dine off a bit of, roast moat, and sometimes a boilt chiokio (chicken;) but ns for Jack, our son, ho worked backward, and began with the chickio first.” jjgyAn “old soak” down East, accounts for his perpetual thirst byjtliojfactlthat ho was wcaued on salt fish. Steadily and fast tho; column of Gen. Gibbs marched towards batteries numbered six, seven, and eight,which plnycdripon it, at first with but occasional effect, often missing, some times throwing a balb righV into the midst, and causing it to feel qnd pause for a moment. Promptly were the’ gaps filled up j bravely the column came, oh.'. As . they neared the linos, the well-aimed ,sliot made more dread ful havoc, “cutting great lanes in the column from front to rear/' and toasingmon and parts of men aloft, or hurling them for on one side. At length, still steady and unbroken, they came within range of the small arms, the rifles of Carroll’s Tennesseeans;; the muskets, of Adair’s Kentuckians, fopr lines of sharp shoot ers, one behind tho other; General Carroll, coolly waiting for the right moment, held his fire till';tho enemy wore within two hundred yards, and then gave the word, "Firel” At first, with certain deliberation, afterwards in hottest haste, always with 4cadly effect, the riflemen plied their terrible weapon. Tho summit of tho embankment was a- line of spurting fire, except where the groat guns showed their liquid, belching flash. The noise was peculiar, and altogether indescribable—a rolling, bursting, echoing noise, never to bo forgotten by a man who heal'd it. Along the whole line it blazed and rolled, tho British batteries; showering rook'eto over,, tho scene; Patterson’s batteries on the other side of the river joining in tho hollish concert. Imagine it. Ask no one to describe it. Our words wore mostly made boforo'suoh a scone had be came possible. .■••'A-: ' The column of; Qon. Gibbs, moved by the fire of the riflemon, still.|advauc‘ed, Gibbs at its head. As they caught’sight of the ditch, some of the officers cried but; “Where are the “Forty-fourth? If we get to the ditch, we have no- means of crossing and scaling the lines.” “Here comes the Forty-Fourth 1 Here comes the Forty-fourth; shouted the general, adding, in an undertone, for his own private solace, “that if ho lived till to-morrow ho would hang Mullens on tho highest tree in Hie cypress Wood.” V , Reassured; these heroib men passed on, in the face of that murderous; (slaughtering fire. But this could not last; 'With half its number fallen, and all its commanding officers disa bled, except, the general, its pathway strewed with dead and, wounded, and the men failing ever faster and faster, the column wavered and reeled (so the American riflemen thought) like a red ship on a tempestuous sea. At about a hundred yards from the lines the front ranks halted, and so"throw the column into disorder, Gibbs shouting in the madness of vexation for - them to rmform and advance. There was no re-formitig under such a Are. Once checked, the columns bould not but break and retreat in confusion. 3 ;;- Tho heroic Packenham had not far to go to meet his doom. Ho was three hundred yards from.thoViooe whontlio rent 'nature of his en terprizc seemed to .flash, npon him - , and ho turned to. Sir John Baad. v. “Order up the reserve.” ” ■ Thon> seeing the Highloiudcrs advancing to the support of General Gibbs, ho, still waving his hat, but waving it with bis loft hand, his right being wounded, cried out: “Hurrah!- bravo Highlanders!” At . that moment a mass of grape shot, with a terrible crash, struck the group of which he Was tiic central figure. One of the shots tore open-the general's thigh; killed his horse, and brought horse and rider to the ground. Cap tain McDougal caught, the general in his arms, removed him from the fallen horse, and was supporting him upon the field, when a second snot struck the wounded man in the groin, depriving: him instantly of conscious ness, Ho was borne to the rear, and placed in the shade of an. old live-oak, which still stands; and there, after gasping a few min* utes, yielded up his life without a word, hap pily ignorant of the sad issue of all his pains and toils. Tlie Prize Fight, Tho New York Clipper bos in the London correspondence -Borne interesting nows con cerning tho late prize fight. , Wo give a spec imen: ' Before the ring was really, put in order, Tom Sayers made his entree. There was no shying of. castors on either side, and every thing was done in the plainest manner. Say ers, on getting inside the ropes, very careless ly divested himself of his cloak. The appear ance ho presented after this.was flashy in the extreme—a suit of plaid—green and rod -be ing the prominent colors. Ilcenan, who had been standing outside of the ring with his friends, now entered it, fol lowed by Cusick' and McDonald, Ho was dressed m a suit of; heavy gray clothes, the overcoat being buttoned closely round the neck, and having a thick comforter round his throat, to protect if from the wind. Cheers from the Americans went up, on his entrance, and though they wore not numerous, no one could doubt their sincerity. When the Boy entered the ring ho walked over to Sayers, extending his hand and said: “How do yoii do, Tom—how do you find yourself this morning ?” Sayers, taking the proffered hand—“ Very well, I thank you ; howd oyou find yourself ?" Heenan—“X feel very well,, indeed. Wo have got a fino morning for it.” Sayers—“ Yes; if a man can’t fight such a day as this, ho can’t at all.” Sayers, (pulling out a roll of bills) — 1 you want to bet anything?” Heenan—“No ; I've bet all my money.” Heenan then walked toward McDonald and. had some conversation with him. Sayers, who had never seen the Boy before, now took a careful survey of him. It was plain to bo soon ho was disappointed in his antagonist, but it did not last long, as, the determined eye and compressed lips told only too plainly that ho would mako-the beet of a bad bargain.. The ring, 1 when formed, presented an ap pearance of grandeur. Xiong before tho day named for tho fight, the names of eighty-seven noblemen, headed by the Earl of Branfort, were sent to Falkland, all wishing to be post ed as to the time and place of tho battle. We wore glad to see them there, as it added im portance to tho contest.' There was also a minister, from Cambridge, who witnessed tho fight, and though wo did not see him go down into his pockets to bring forth tho necessary, the pleasant smile on his phiz assured us ho was ready and'willing to see a fair and manly contest, A boy being praised for his quietness of reply, a gentleman observed: “ when children aro so very toon, they gen erally become stupid, ns they advance in years.”’ • ■ 'i ■ 1 The lad immediately replied, , ‘‘What a very keen boy you must have booh.” EgS” ‘‘ That’s my impression ,” as the prin ter'said to a pretty loss when ho had kissed h °“ And that’s a iojied of my regard,” replied tho lady, boxing his oars. BAILBO4D IYBICS. If an engine moot an.engine Coining round a curve, If they smash track, train and tender, What do they deserve ? Not a penny’s paid to any, So far ns wo observe, . But all acquit the onginoer, When coming round a curve. If ah engine meet a steamer Coming through the draw, If they crush or drown tho public, Need wo go to law? If tho engineer was careless— Povhap’s ho rather raw — They don’t discharge an honest fellow, . Coming thrtragh the draw. If a steamer chase' a steamer, Sunning up to time, If they burst their pipes and boiler, , Where’s the mighty crime ? Should a jury, in a fury, .1 Make them pay ono dime,- 1 Or send tho officers to prison, 1 * Running up to time ? If they maim or kill a body. Or a body’s wife, ' Need a body sue a body For baggage, limb or life? If you sue for damages—- For pay for what you lost. You get a broken rieok or log, And have to meet tho cost. The Beauty of the Heavens. How delightful is it to contemplate'the heavens! , They - “arc stretched out as a cur tain to dwell in I l ' Not only as far as the hu man eye can sob, hut beyond the remotest boundary which the highest telescopic power can roach does the ethereal firmament extend I We can find no limit, no boundary. Millions of miles may he traversed from any given point of space, and still the heavens appear illimitable., And with what gorgeons.splendor and magnificence is that i curtain adorned! In every direction it is studded with worlds, suns and systems, all harmoniously moving in perfect and undeyiating, obedience to the Almighty will. ..The soul in such a contenir plation.is absorbed. Earth ceases to hold us with its silver chain. The mind, set free from groveling, pursuits, mounts up as oh the wings, of an eagle, and soars away through immen sity of spacp, surveying and admiring the in numerable revolving orbs, whichlikc so many “crowns of glory,” and “diadems of beauty,” bespangle that firmament “whose antiquity is of aricient days,” and which so powerfully at test that “the hand that made them is divine I” The immense distance of fixed stars claims our attention, and'awakens the most - enrap turingfeelings in the mind. Reason is com pelled to give the reins to imagination, which tells us there are stars so distant that their light has been shining since the creation; and no ray from them has yet reached us 1 “The heavens truly declare the glory of God,”, and,. in. bohoUVmg Bncli-a display of glory and beau ty, we are impressed with its manifestation of the power of the power of the Creator, who sustains, upholds and preserves such myraids of ponderous revolving bodies, each in its or bit, moving in unerring obedience to Ilis will. A Church Burning Idiot—He Burns Four Churches.— The County Lino Church, situated three miles above Lynchburg, was destroyed by fire on Wednesday night, and on the following Friday night, Mount Moriah Church, two miles north of Mulberry village, ■was.also burned. Both were the work of.on incendiary. The Observer says that on Mon day night last a week, Now Harmon Church, two miles and a half north of Charity, was set on fire and entirely consumed, and about an hour later, or at 11 o’clock, Charity Church was discovered to bo in flames, and the fire communicating to Charity Academy, both buildings wore soon in ruins. The loss is es timated at from §O,OOO to §B,OOO. This wan ton destruction of property naturally created great excitement, and, the citizens arrested, about two hours after the fire, a man well known in the neighborhood, who is said to be about half-witted, and on the following day ho confessed to burning the four churches and gave up the books and other articles that ho had'taken from Charity Church, and said his object was to burn every Church in Lincoln ' County that was over ten years old, as ho thought that was long enough for such a buil ding to do service, and ho had given himself six months in . which to do the work. The incendiary was placed in jail in Faycttvillo last Tuesday. The Observer says his name is Isharia P. Rudd. Fayetteville, Tcim. Obsererv. Snake Worship in Africa, —Accofdingto a correspondent of the Boston Post, now in Africa, the people there have some curious ideas of religious questions: “Tho chief ob jects of worship in Whydah are snakes and a largo cottonwood tree. There is a snake house which I used to go often to see. Tho snakes are of the boa. species, and are from five to fifteen feet in length. You can almost always see them crawling about the streets. When the natives see them they fall down and kiss tho earth. They are perfectly harmless, as I have often soon tho natives take them up and carry them back to the fetish house. It is not unfroquont to, find them on the mat alongside of you in tho morning, as tiie huts are without doors. I had my lodging in -what was once an English fort, but is now in ruins, and is a favorite resort of the snakes. I never found one. in my room; but one morning, upon look ing in tho room adjoining mine, I found one about seven foot long. The penalty for kill ing one is, for white persons, the price of GO slaves,-now $4,200. For a native, ho is shut up in a bamboo house, and the house is sot on fire. ■“Do The Copper Mines of Lake Superior.— Tho Lake Superior Minor gives tho most flat tering accounts of tho mining business in the vicinity of Lake Superior. Tho product of the Minnesota mine alone for the month of February, 1860, was one hundred and sixty tons, one thousand nine hundred and sixty pounds, and that in a month when, from tho intensity of tho cold; tho mine was worked only about one third of tho time. The receipts at Ontonagon, since tho close of navigation, are seven hundred and forty-two tons, throe hundred and forty-two pounds. Several now mines will bo opened this spring, from which it is expected that not loss than twenty thou-/ sand tons of ore will bo taken during tho sea- / son, or $4,000,000 worth copper alone. J C 7“ A spring poot sends us his “f rs ‘ a *‘ tempt." We will do him tho justice of pub lishing tho first ‘‘stanza: ’ "The birds is Bingin' in tho (rocs, Tho froge Is poopm in tho water, Tbo birds can fly-just whoro (hey please, Tbo frogs oau’t, oauso, , Thoy oro nothin* but squatters.** Wo foar our friend will die early, for death loves a shining inark! Prentice thinks tnat if a young lady has a thousand acres of land, tho young men are apt to conclude that there arc sufficient grounds for attachment.. The Delaware Grape. Many facts and opinions have, from time to time, boon laid before our readers’ notice, in reference to this grape, and almost univer sally they have been in its favor; seldom has a fruit so quickly and so generally been adopted as a public favorite, and wo have much reason to believe that in this case con fidence is not misplacqd. The popularity which this fruit has obtain ed, also indicates tho need and .wants of the community. The"grape is destined to become ono of the most important and useful fruits of this coun try; and something superior in quality and earlier in ripening than the commonly dis seminated Isabella and Catawba, has long been demanded—though wo do not wish to bo understood as in anyway desparaging tho valuable qualities of these old standard sorts; their merits and demerits arc well known. The following description wo copy from Downing’s Fruits and Fruit Trees of Ameri ca, and is perhaps as concise and truthful as may be written: “Bunches small, compact, and generally shouldered. Berries smallish; round when not compressed. Skin thin ; of a beautiful light red or flesh color; Very translucent, passing to wine color by long keeping. It is without hardness or acidity in its pulp; ex ceedingly sweet, but sprighty, vinous arid ar omatic,- and is Veil characterized by Mr. Prince as our highest flavored and most delic ious hardy grape. ; .“It is a vigorous grower, an early and pro fuse hearer, and probably more hardy than tho Isabella or Caiaieba. In the garden of Mr. Thomson, {Delaware, 0.,) where all other kinds wore nearly destroyed by the unprece dented cold of 1850 and 1857, this alone was uninjured. "It ripens nearly or quite three weeks be fore the Isabella. Its bunches and berries arc greatly increased in size by culture. The coming season will probably afford much experience with this grape in various parts of the country; and wo shall endeavor to place before pur readers everything of interest that shall be elicited in respect to it, and also the other new and valuable 1 varieties of grapes which arc now attracting so much attention in all parts of the-country.— Genesee Farmer. A Horrible Murder. The Fort Wayne (Ind.) Times furnishes the details of one of the most horrid crimes, that we have bopn called upon to record: . The murdered man and the murderess wqre husband and wife, and had maintained that relation to each other for a period of upward of fifty; years. They resided on a small farm, ■which they owned, in DoKalb county; Mrs; Knapp informed her son “Jakey” of her in tention to kill the did man, and requested Jakey to hold the pld,mnh’s hands, while she should choko hun to death. Jakey refused. 1 So she said no more about the matter until 1 next morning, when she persuaded Knapp, under some pretence, to. enter the milk house, and as ho was in the act of stepping out of (he building, she struck him on the back of the head-with a heavy club. She then seized the axe,, which she had ready, and struck him oh the forehead, fracturing the skull. She then dragged him to the well and throw him in, and as ho went down ho grasped the top of the gum, which grasp she forced him to re lease, by striking him on the hands with the end of a heavy board; ho then sunk to the bottom of the well. ■ - • She then threw a number of chunks into the well, remarking to her son nf the time, that in case search was made for the old man, his body would hot bo discovered. There being some stains of blood upon the dross she had on at the time, she placed a second dress over it, directing Jakey to hide the axe and club with which she had committed tho deed. She wont to a Mrs. Smith’s, living about a mile distant, and spent the day, Jakey,. in obedience to her command, also spent the day . away from home. She met her son-in-law, Place, and told him that she had just learned that tho old man was lost, and hastened on her way homo. Place and a number of tho neighbors immediately institu ted a search for Knapp, and noticing that the surface of the well was covered with chunks, they put down a hook and dragged the body of, the murdered man out. Mrs. Knapp ex hibited,no grief, but, on the contrary, mani festing the most perfect indifference, suspicion pointed at her. She was accordingly arrest ed, but denied all connection with the murder. A committee of females was appointed to ex amine her clothing, and found upon her sec ond dress the stains of blood spoken of—when she became alarmed, and inquired for Jakey, stating that he was a simple boy, and they would get all out of him; Jakey was then interrogated, and at first denied all knowledge of the matter, but afterwards made a full statement. She was tried last we eh, found guilty, and ■sent to the penitentiary for life. Negro Juryman.— They are rapiilly pro gressing towards “the largest liberty” in Massachusetts. The Board of Aldermen, of Worcester, in that State, have placed upon the jury list for tho present year, the names of two negro barbers, William H. Jenkinsand Praccis A. Clough, the former, a runaway slave from the. South. This , action of tho Board doubtless sprang from a full knowledge of who wore tho “peers” of the people of Wor cester. . JJST’Dr- Stoinrotli, a Gornmn. economist, proposes to add to the food of man by bleeding oxen, coirs and sboop, and using it for food. Blood contains all tbo elements that render meat nutritious, and ho thinks the animals might bo bled onoo a week ivithout injury to their health. JKaT" In a crowd, looking at tbo body of a man killed on tho railroad, a . fat Dutchman remarked: I “ In tho midst of life wo are in debt. A son of tho Emerald Islo standing by, an- SW “ Bo jabora, wo may well say that, for-lio owed me two dollars." j n n Now York hospital a poor woman alone at night,was delivered of a child. Hats I swarmed around tier in her- bed, and as she was too ’weak to drive them away they de voured her child. It was found by tho phy sician dreadfully mutilated. The everlasting Burdoll case is up again in the Now York Courts. Tho heirs are now quarrelling among themselves as to tho divis ion of tho murdered dentist’s property. B®* Maple sugar enough has been made in Vermont during tho present spring to sweet en tho • coffee of every coffee drinker on tho globe; Tho ocean speaks eloquently and forever.— Beerher. Yes, and there’s no use in lolling it to “ dry up.” —Louisville Journal, Underground Bnilwajf, Tho London Illustrated iVetes, of thfe 7th; contains a description of thp tunnel, now.be* ing built under the streets of London, for tho purpose of connecting tlid city with the scries of railways at the north of tho Thames. _Td have a railway after tho American fashion; passing through a densely populous district; and crossing on a level and over crowded thorough-fares, was considered utterly; put of the question. Therefore the plan was resorted to of avoiding tho surface altogether, leaving that to the ordinary local traffic and travel; and going entirely under' the city with all the passenger and freight trains. The London railroad tnnnol was constructed by making an open cut from the surface of the. street down! the distance required, building tho archway;, and then replacing the surfacc—a cheaper 1 mode than tunnelling; The work has been contracted for and,ss now,in progress, the com pany engaged in it having a capitalof four millions dollars, in shares of fifty dollars each. To avoid any annoyance from smoko or 1 the combustion of fuel in tho tunnel, the traf fic is to ho worked by light locomotives of a novel and ingenious construction. Thoyhavd no fire-box ; hut will he charged with hot wa ter and steam at certain pressure, to he. sup-' plied by fixed boilers at the termini, and will be furnished with a large heater to assist in. maintaining the required temperature. It is t believed thatoach locomotive can he supplied with,power sufficient to run the whole tunnel distance. The tunnel is expected to bo fin= in working order by 1862. This plan'is evidently the best one which can bo devised for passing over the space occupied by crowded cities. It will ultimately have to, ho resorted to wherever practicable by all roods which require the crossing of such spa' ecs, no matter what the cost may be. ' Murder or a U. S. Marshall in Kansas! —Wo gather tho following particulars of the bloody murder of United States Deputy. Mari shal Leonard Arms, Topeka, Kansas, by a notorious Free State ruffian, from tho Leaven-* worth Herald. John Ritchy, the murderer* had, it appears, been indicted by a grand jury for robbing tho Past Office at Willow Springs, but resisting arrest then, ho was again indict* cd, and Deputy Marshal Arms entrusted with the service of the warrant, 1 Accordingly hef repaired, in, company with a friend, to thfl ■ house of Ritchy, at Topeka, and informed him of . the purpose of Ids visit. Ritchy inquired if tho Marshal hid a warrant, and upon being informed that he had, drew a revolver, and ■ threatened to resist to the last extremity,- Deputy Arms then loft the house, telling Ritchy that he Would certainly arrest him’ at the first opportunity; but after going a short distance ho returned, and Informing the latteV that he , was determined to have him then anil there, advanced upon him, Ritchy retreated, at the same time drawing his’revolver and I Warning Atmcs not to approach nearer. Tho menace was disregarded and the ruffian fired, the ball from his weapon passing through tho Marshal's throat, killing liim instantly. Tho murderer then-fled, but subsequently surren dered himself. Arms'is from-Wyandotte, where his fafiftty resides, and is much esteem ed. Ritchy is from Indiana, and a Republi can of the John Brown schooL Ho is a pro minent politician, and was a member, of the Kansas Legislature in 1855 L Time and Eternity. — W e step on the earth; ' we look abroad over it, and it seems immense —so does the sea. What ages had men lived and knew but a portion ? They circumnavi gate it now with a speed under which its vast bulk shrinks; But let tho astronomer lift up his glass, and ho learns to believe in a total • mass of matter; compared with which this groat globe itself becomes an imponderable-/ grain of dust. And so to teach us of walking’ ■ along tho road of life, a year, a day, an hour, 1 shall seem long. As wo grow older, the time',' shortens, but when we lift up our eyes to look .c beyond this earth, otir seventy years, and tho . few thousands of years which have rolled over' ' the human race, vanish into a point; for then we are measuring.time against eternity. Origin op a “Feather in jus Hat.”— Among the manuscripts of the British Muse um, says an English Writer, there are two co pies of a curious description of Hungary, which appears to have been Written by a mil itary|adventurcr of the Ditlgotty tribe, in 1508.* 1 The writer, speaking of tho inhabitants, whom he describes as.boing "of stature and complex ion not unlike unto the poor Englishe, and in habits like unto the poor Irishe," says: “It has been an ancient custom amongst, them, that none should wear a feather but lie who had killed a Turk, to Whom it was only law ful to show the number of feathers lit his oappol" Does not this- account for the ex pression, “ That will be a feather in his cap!” Tlie ’Tarnal Slave Power.— -It is related theta good old lady, who bad resided,in tho country, innocent of railroads, but Well sup plied with Abolition newspapers and doctw monts, made her first visit to a town acquaint ance. In a street a locomotive drawing a heavy train was scon approaching, puffing and blowing to its utmost. •“ What on airth is that?” said tho old lady.- “That," rejoined her friend, “ why that is a locomotive.” . “A locomotive?” said the old Indy, "why bless my eyes, I thought it was tho 'tarmil slave power!” Sla.vmxess.—Tho purpose of life is to form a manly character, to get the best develops r ment of body and spirit—of mind, conscience, ’ heart and soul. This is the end; all else is ’■ the means. Accordingly, that is not the most j successful life 1 11 which a.ronn gets tho roost > pleasure, the. roost money or ease, tho roost power or place, honor or fame; but that in a man gets tho most manhood, performs the t greatest amount of human right, and acquires- I tho greatest amount of manly, character. .It /is of no importance whether he win this. by. I wearing a hood upon his shoulders or a crown upon his head. It is tho character, and not tbo crown, I value, Tho crown perishes with: tho head that wore; it; but tbo character lives; with immortal man who achieved it. O” In Cincinnati a few days'since a •wo" man was sentenced to fpur months imprison ment for stealing a ham, Her husband who was present, and who had assisted- her in dis-- Sof it, .on hearing tho sentence, bowed y to _ tho Court and expressed himself much gratified at tho result.. 8®” A firm in Virginia advertise that alt accounts duo them not settled' by tho first of May would bo offered at public sale to tho highest bidder for cash. 'A good mode of in- ■ financing dilatory and dishonest debtor?, with - whom a resource to law would ho worse than useless. 455“ A schoolmaster asked a fair pupil,- “ Can you decline a kiss SIIS replied, dropping a perplexed courte sy, “ Yos, sir; I can, but I Imto to most phig ucdly.” ' « m 49.
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