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>-« G ray licnrt is tbrnbbirtj;, throbbing;
‘ Throbbing enrijvthrohhing late, . •
■ For tin? little bmiiHH m>ge!,
■ Whom wo ball our baby Koto, '.
Pycsof starlight; chcekB.tthosp roses
; tlib ami '
X/ips which sucsii tbbur.4 with honey,
Fashion'd'after Oupfd’abow;
Ami her hair perns golden sunshine—-
. (iplden.sunshine ting’d‘with night—
-0 did evbr Saint or'Angel
•V Gaze upon a Streeter sight!
And hot voiepis likoth'p music .
■ Which w 6 hoitr in pleasant dreams,
Whouviumginalion pictures
r Udoii, With ItE liiikling etrcama. :
Te,.vher form.is flitting over—
. ‘KvorflUling'fore tny eyes;
And I.often drouml sup her.
OhVriilAl, up in IViradise,
•Bhc fading,! fading daily—
. And I’ni.surp th c A ngcls, wnifc,
iVthesanahiiie. in tUbshadow,
■. Fbr tho ejjul uf. baby Katp.. .
4 TBIiIIPET BLAST.
r,v sons a. tv Inn tin!.
f The following lines, wntteh eightccnyears ago,
touud like prophecy fulfilled at the present crisis :]
« I for God ami duty stand, .
lieart to heart and hiihdid hand,
■ Hound the graves of the'landl
AVhofio shrinks of falters now,
■M'lltiso to the yoke would how,
Jifand the craven on his brow!
■ J’roedmn’s toll has only place
}'nr alroe and fearless race;'
Hone-for traitors false and base !
Perish parly ’ perish elan !
’’Saike tt»B uria .of one strong man .
With one heart and will* one mouth,
„*.ot the North unto the; Bouth
f?peak words befitting both..
What though Teacher bo strong?
Vp niny load tils back with wni«g>
Over uucJi ami over lon«. <»•..
J’rttivnoe, with her cup o’er run,
With her weary thread outrun,
Murmurs that her,work is done.
Doldly/or wUh treacherous rirt,
Rrikc our hlmid-vrro'tghtchain npart!
Drehk the Union's mighty bout!
Work the ruin, if yb will!
Pluck upon your.heads an ill.
Which «lihU V OW au(l deepen still!
Vi’ilh your .bondman's right arm hare,
With hiii heart ««i; Idnek despair,
. .Stand alone, if stand yu dare I '
Onward, with your fall design—
J)ig the gnU* and draw the line—
X'iro boiJUHlh your icet the miuc!
Deeply, when the wide abys.<
Tnwni l between your land and this,
Shall yo feel your helplessness.
ffiiactllanf.oiifl!'
PAULINE.
I’auliuo ■n il* tin duly daughter adopted by
some T.'urlliy oitir.cu of the Kuc St. Ilonore,
Pars, who, Wring brought her up to the ago
of sixteen, | hud planed her in his shop—a
j-erfumo warehouse—to dispense his goods at
toe counter. H'oinotr in Franco are almost
unirtrsaUy and practically heads of eommer
<■ Ini establishments. The muster of the house,
when he does not lounge away ip a cafe,
plays billiards or cards half the day, or walks
about like one living on his means, is con
tented to occupy a retired and dignified posi
tion, attending, not to sales, bpt to wholesale
purchases. Hut such was not the case with
Ml. Hou.ard, the adopted Hit her of Pauline,
lipth lie and his wife shared the labors of. the
shop together, he keeping the books- while
Pauline and Muduino bunion! attended to the
details. The young girl was very pretty and
very modest, and her presence contributed
not a little, to the success ot the business.
The good couple, having no childrOn of their
own, had manifested their intention of mak
ing Paulino their heiress, and this added to
the charm that hung over the ■ perfumer's
store.
Paulino had many lovers, a great many
—ns young ladies who are poetry, modest,
mid virtuous are opt to have, especially
when rich ; for although the world is not
half so selfish and wicked as certain persons
fancy, J - et a grain of interested love will al
ways poop out among the truest suitors. Two
lovers wore chiefly assiduous in their atten
tions—the one a rich shop keeper of the same
street; the other, a poor ,/rolfaur: both wore
young and tolerably good-looking, and very
devoted in their attachment, and it would
have hard to say which was the most deserv
ing. But Monsieur Alexis’ Laparant was
rich and Jean Provost was poor. It will bo
readily understood that the parents of Pau
line would not have hesitated in their choice;
but they know only of the affection of Alex
is ; that of Jean was concealed oven from
himself. Alexis came often to the house un
der one pretence or another, aud was always
favorably received. The Poulards wore
highly flattered at this preference; Paulino
liked his frank, open manners, and always
.gteetfid.jiinuwithjLsmilo. Xho/raUeur—ono
who waxes and shines by means of' rubbing
the wooden floors of rooms—came to the
house in the exorcise of his trade. Ho al
ways bowed low to Paulino, and naked her
how she was; and even on her fete day had
brought a single rose, which wa‘a gratefully
received. Jean was also a commissioner, and
ran on errands, and often came to the house
to buy perfumes, soap, &c., for his em
ployers, who, appreciating his honesty and
desire for work, freelytrusted.him-with ■ pur
chases, How happily Jean wasif Pauline
only sei iod him,and how,‘gentle and re
spectful. was bis tone, and bow little ho con
cealed his happiness if she gave -him a good
natured word. . Paulino oould_ scarcely bo
blind to the open love of Alexis, or the con
cealed affection of' the poor frutteur; but,
hpwevet this, may, ho sho, said nptping and
appeared to.notice. neither. .But young.Ln
parent had spoken to old Boulard.and ha to
his wife’;, and Ills' wife to the young . girl, but
she kissed her adopted mother so affection
ately, and Said so gently that she wished not
to leave home,'that the worthy wonian was si
lent, and put offii liftlo while any serious
discussion of the matter.
Jean, meanwhile, became sober and
thoughtful, he dared no.t hope, ho dared noi
oven, think of makingnn offer; he a_ poor
workman 'with uncertain means of livelihood,
so far beneath the position .of her he
loved. .lied:shebeen ah: unfriended orphan,
without home,: he would joyfully have offered
his, heart; and the only fortune hd^had—his
honest labor. While thus depressed an event
occurred which drove Paulftje completely out
nf.liis thiliifrlits.
One da’" he
One day hei was sent for to w;ax the Boors
of a house hear the; Plains Royal, the apart
ments of which werogonerally deyoted to plea
sure .parties of the courtiers.' -Jean, .who
was we.ll known and trusted, was told towns
the floor of every room then unoccupied. He
obeyed, and soon found himself in a cham
ber'of luxurious-appearance, surrounded by
pietur.es which told of rural love and happi
ness, Jean had seen them often before, but
they had never affected him so: much, and,
forgetting time,' place and, his duties, ho leant
on the stick which, held, the was and fell in
to deep thought. , Suddenly ho was startled
by voices in the next room ; a horrible sen
tence caught his ear, and justified his list
ening. Pale and terrified,, ho to
every word, and moved not, for fear of being
discovered,. ■
lie had . discovered (in awfiil and frightful
secret, and he was a dead man if found in
that room,, the ill-joined wainscot of which al
lowed everything in the next to be distinctly
heard. “'What .shall Ido ?” thought he
to himself; “to-morrow is the fete-day- of
St. Louis, I have no time to lose.’’ . : .
Joan left the room on tip-toe, and with the
utmost caution ; then descending the stairs,
feigned to leave for dinner. No sooner was
elear of the house than he made for the Per
ils feoturd; of Police, and entering the hotel,
asked, to see the Lieutenant. The servants
replied that he could not be seen/- ft . liras
one.o’clock and the,fashionable Paris dinner
•hour of that day—now sis hours latter. Not a
valet. dare disturb M do-liellisla from his
meal; but Jean insisted, stormed, implored, 1
and at last, as they siezed him by the shoul
ders to-put him out cried “ Do not drive md ;
nut., I. must-see Monsier do BelUslo;-the
King’s life is in danger.”
It was the eve of St. .Louis, 1758,, and- the
.King was Louis XV. The • servants hesitat
ed,, looked at one another; 1 and an agent- of
police; struck by the man’s tone, made them
pause.
“ Go, repeat his words to Monsieur le Lieu
tenant,” said lie,'“ and show .this person into
bis private cabinet.” .
Joan, recovering his breath, followed bis
guide, and soon found himself face to face
with the '.magistrate, whose mien was severe
and inquisitive, and oven incredulous. lie
bade tha j'rotlcur sit down, and asked his bu
siness iu a soaiwhat petulant tone—the tone
of n man disturbed in the midst of his dinner.
“ I come here,” said Jean, firmly, “ to in
form you ofd plot against the King's life.”
“ l am informed of such plots every day,”
replied the Perfect, who was used to protend
ed denunciations from persons aiming at ex
citing attention and getting money. “ Bui
let me hear the details.”
Jean related all that the reader knows, ad
ded that; the attempt oh the King’s life was
to be made that evening at the reception on the
occasion of the,eve of the fete of St. Louis,
when it was usual to present tho monarch
with boquejs of (lowers. One of those waste
contain n-puis-m on so subtile that the King,
on smelling it, would fall as if struck with
apoplexy, liellisle .looked at Joan. His
mien was agitated ; he wasprofoundly moved.
His handsome and honest features were ex
cited as if with deep indignation ; the palor
of horror was on his countenance. The Per
fect of Police, remembering the pretended re
velations of LvTude and others, was still
not wholly convinced.
“ Are you sure,” said he to Joan,.“ that
you have heard what you tell me? Be care
ful. If you have done this from mere' mo
tives of cupidity, and invented a fable, you
will pay dearly for it; the Bastile for life.”
“ Put mo to the rack, if you please,” cried
Provost, “it will no alter my words. I re
peat that the King is in danger. I will offer
my life ns security for my truth 1”
“Enough. I bolive you. IVo will togeth
er go to Versailles.”
It was a very short time afterwards, when
M. dc liellisle and Jean Provost entered the
Palace of Vcrtailloa by the stairs (Ed do Bajut,
and arrived secretly at the King’s private
apartments. Every precaution was taken to
'conceal the presence of the Minister of Poli
ieo from the courtiers, as thus the conspirators
might guess the discovery of thoir atrocious
plot.
L iuis .received the Lieutenant, and had
with him a long and secret interview. In
fad, they parted only when at eight o’clock,
the monarch wont into the Hall of Treaties
tn receive the respectful homage of all the
foreign embassadors and courtiers, who on
this occasion wore all received in state. The
Lieutenant of Police joined Jean Prevost,
guarded in a private chamber by two exempts,
and sat down to a hurried meal, in which he
invited the frotteur to join him without cere
mony.
Meanwhile Louis XY, had entered the
Hall of Treaties, and seated himself upon
the throne at the end of the apartment. Be
fore him was a magnificent round mosaic ta
ble, given to Louis le Grand by the .Republic
of Venice, and which was now destined to re
ceive the splendid and rare bouquets offered
on this occasion by the royal family, the
grand officers of the household, and the 'mem
bers of the diplomatic corps to the King.
The crowd was gay and gorgeous. Every
variety of costume—rich, bright and resplen
dent—shown beneath the blaze of light which
showed off the brilliancy of the diamonds on
the women. The king, who, dispito his friv
olty, had great courage, not a fund of good
sense, which, with other education, would
have made him ti different man, was hv -
—ov no
moms moved, but smiled graciously Madame
do Pompadour, and caressed his favorite span
iel, which sat upon a stool at her foot.
The ceremony commenced. The King, ns
was the custom, took the boquets one by one,
thanking every giver by some sprightly word.
Pretending to piny with the spaniel, rind to
repress its indiscreet caresses, ho placed
every bunch of flowers near the spaniel's
uoso, and then laid it down on the mosaic
"OUR IT ALWAYS JB BIGHT— OR WRONG, OUR COUNTRY."
table. Madame do Pompadour la'Ugho'dj bu*
hid her daughter with her fan. ' , ’
‘‘lf they.feel hurtlft, said she in a yftiispor.
. “It is,your spaniel, Countess,” replied, the
King gallantly.
The foreign ministers had the precedence,
and had presented all their bouquets. The
members of the royal family came npxt. The
King took the bouquets from the hands of
the ncarestof the blood royal, who, afterwards,
stepped back bowing. lie hold the flowers
to the spaniel’s nose; the poor brute snuffed,
it, reeled, and fell dead! Madame de-Pom
pador turned pa}o arid would have shrieked,
but the King had warned her by look.
• •■.“Nota word,” whispered he; “it is noth
ing. Drop the folds of your dress, over the
poor animal ; it has diod.to, make true the say
ing. Son of a King—brother of a King—nev
er King 1 ; ... ' .
The ceremony proceeded, Louis XV. com
pletely concealed his emotions, while Madame
de Po'mpador smothered hor;alarm and; curi
osity. As soon as all was over, the King re
tired to his chamber, and sent for tho Lieu
tenant of Police, who at once was struck by
his solemn manner.
• “Am Ito arrest the guilty?”- •
“ y "■ ii^folontoi,“r)tiiisie;~ :
Last year the danger of Damiens, this time
a bunch of flowers; and always from the same
?uartor. I cannot, nor ought Ito punish,
order yOii to desist from inquiry into: the
mystery,. Where is the.man who saved me!”
, ‘.‘Close at band, sire,”, replied the Lieuten
ant, who knew well whence the blow came,
and also that it decendod from too exalted a
hand and too near a relative to bo rioticed.
“Bring,him to mV?” - ' .
“I am at your orders, sire,” and the Lieu
tenant of Police bowed, M. Berlin de Bolli
sle was far tori honest a man : to do as nirist of
his predecessors would have done—used tho
discovery, and kept all the credit to thoiri
solves. * : . ;: -
“I have brought this yonng iurin with mo,
sir,” continued Bollisle; “he is in* the guard
room, corifussod and.alarmed atbeirig in his
rude working-dress.”
“Sri much the bettor,’’said the King; “it
is at least an holiest occripation. : Bring hini.
in, Monsieur do Bollisle; “I will receive him
better, than I.would.a,courtier.” . .
; Berlin do 1 Bollisle went out, and returned
leading t\\c. froilcur by tho hand. Jean Pro
vost—Wd, "stout fellow though he was—trom
.hied; held down his head, and turned rind
twisted his cap iridris;hands r quite ,unaware
that he was pulling it to pieces. , .
, “Embrace your King,” cried Louis XV.
with a greatful tear in his eye'; “this is your
first reward.” -'. , e: ,
“Sire” said Jean,, falling on his knees ; “I
ask no reward but the feeling rif having saved
your Majesty.”:. . ;
'•‘Gome hither,” -and the King seized him
and kissed him onhischoeks. ' ’
“I am unworthy suedi honor.”
“What can I do for you ?” asked Louis,
who Was capable.of good emotions.
“I risk nothing sire.”
..“But. I-insist. Whatever youXtnay ask you
shall have.”
“If your Majesty could give me Paulino,”
whispered Jean Provost,
“0,o,” laughed Louis XV., who was now
once more himselfagain, “a love affair. Como,
theyCo'Yrar shall sup to night with the King,
wliose life he Ims saved; and toll his story.—
Bollisle, send a coach for him in the morn
ing or rather come yfinrsclf. I will give you
further instructions about tho matter. But
silence, my friend, not a word;”.
The Lieutenant of Police retired, and Louis
XV., who was njwriys delighted with.novel
ty and an unexpected amusement, took the
fmllcnr just as he was. to tho Trinnnon,. where
ho was to sup witli Madame de Pompadour ;
and there, in the presence of the court favor
ites, made him tell Iris story, which Jean did
with a naivete truth and sincerity which deep
ly interested the King, used wholly to anoth
er atmosphere.. Next morning Louis, after
shaking .Joan warmly by the band and hold-,
ihg a private conference wjth Ballislo, said :
, “You shall have a house in tho park, my
friend, near the Triannon. Y’riu shall he hon
orary liead gardner, with a hundred louis a
month for your salary, and every morning
you shall bring mo a bouquet, I- shaft thus
never forget you, nor the riausc which eom
pcls lay everlasting gratitude.”
Nex t morning, at an early hour, before the
business of the day commenced, and while
the porter was taking down the shutters ol
of the shop, M. Roulard called his wile and
Paulinoin hislittle o!h ic. The good man’s
air was grave and a little annoyed. .He had
gone out tho previous evening, and returned
sta late hour. . Pauline hud long since retired
to rest; hut'M. Bonland had hold a lonj; oori
foroncc with Iris wife. The excellent-citizen
spoke with animation, and not without a lit
tle anger, hut finally cooled do-.Vn before the
soothing of Iris wife.
“Besides,” said he triumphantly, “she ran
never hesitate. Bah ! prefer a wretched,/hd
texir le a .substantial citizen—never.”
■ “Paulino,” began M. Bonlard in the morn
ing, “I have to speak seriously to you. It
seems your marriage must ho decided on at"
once, since high people have troubled them
selves about it. But. that’ I have spoken my
self with, tho Minister of Police—l should
think—never mind ;I am not n fool. But of
course I should bo- wrong. Well Pauline,
you must this morning decide. Two lovers
are at.your feet—Alexis, rind you will never
believe it, Joan Provost, the J'i'oficin'l -Isn’t
it ridiculous?”
“Dearfathor, excuse poor Joan,” stammered
Pauline.
“I know you would forgive him, child. Bot
now yon must decide freely, of your will, be
tween them. Wo have our wishes; hat this
is nothing ; wo leave .you unbiased.. Speak
out like a good little girl, and speak out fraok
ly.”
, “But, my dear father, I have no wish to
marry.”
“But, child, yon must. Ton shall know
the reason at another tinio. So now, child,
you must apeak out. Who is to be—Alexis
or Jean ?”
■“ Must I speak now ?” said Paulino, blush
ing.
“ Yes, child, said Madame Boulardj “it is
aboslntely necessary.” ' •
“Then, dear papa and dear mamma, if it
is all tho same to you. I like Alexis—’
“ I knew it!” cried the delighted Boulard
“Very well; hut— I—love—.:lean.” And
Paulino"buried her pretty, blushing, pouting
face in her hands. . •
The perfumer looked at Ins wife, Ins wife
at him, and both cried, “I never could have
thought it.”
| “-Jiut.ft-gf
ill Madame Bmilard, rcsi,
“ perhaps it is all for the host.”
“ Perhaps,” replied Bmilard.with n melan
choly shako of the head. “0, woman ; wo
man 1”
A knock came to the door, and then Joan
Provost entered, so well dressed, so proudly
happy, so handsome, that they all started.
“ I am come to know my fate,” cried he ;
but the rogue had jioard the last words of the
old couple through the half open door.
5, 1861.
'■ “She is jours,” cried At, foulard, with' o
sigh ji “though what a poor can want
with such a wife, ismorti than,! can imagine."
: e “I- ani not a said Jean
Provost; "I am honoravy'-JJ'tyidgardnor of
the royal garden ofVorenlllos, with a hundred
Ibnis, of n-inpntlily income, and a house largo
enough to hold ,us all, if yjHSJyill come and
live with • us' and sell; youriKusiness. That
you may understand my, sudden rise, I may
tell you my new parents—hutmerer repeat it,
—that I have hirikliy saved the King from
the attempt of an.ohscuro assassin, and that
Louis XV, has .'shown Niis .;grititudo to the
frottexir.”
“ Monsieur Jean—”
.fho young man smiled ; Kb had never Keen
called Monsieur before. •
- “ Mon. Joan, here is my hand. We accept
and are very glad, since Paulino loves you.
It was for her .sake that we hesitated. There,
take her, and may you both;bo ns happy ns
we have beenfind the pklrnan looked affec
tionately at his wife, and afTtiio youngcouple,
who Had scarcely, looked apjffe another.
They were hnirriod. audfth’ey were happy.
They went down to V,efsa|irpj; to live in the
house, the King gave,'ilioiriy .arid ,lived there
kept for them by Jean became
gardener in reality ; andj fertile eleven years
that the King lived he never wanted a boquot
of some, kind at the Palace off Versailles, arid
far. more wonderful, ho never forgot the,no
tion of the/loHear,, nor,ceased to boar it in
grateful remembrance, At bis death there
wore two who shod genuine,! tears, and oast
many a garland,oh the :tomb7iand those were
Jean Prevost and Paulino hiii wile.
Mas. Swissur.nii on Babies.— Mrs. Swiss
holm does not seem to like the way hV which
mothers now a-days bring up their babies.
In ah article on the subject ih which there is
inoro truth than poetry, shejiaya:
“A majority of babies are to their mothers
what a doll is to a little girl—something to
dress —a moans of displaying odds and ends
of finery, and exhibiting one's tastes. If in
fants were treated on the plan upon which a
/armor, treats,lambs, goslings; chickens, pigs,
&o.; viz; well fed and kept warm, they would
live and grow just as. well cared for goslings
live and grow ; and we never know one to d'e.
Dutch babies wear caps, and,how could any
lady of taste have her baby look like the
Dutch ? Just so; and the Dutch babies gen
erally live,'laugh and grow fat, fur tlicy arc
all ‘smothered in flannel' and feathers, and
kept all in ‘a sweat.’ . Dutch-mothers do not
keep their babies for model artist exhibitions.
They covet them up, keep them warin' and
quiet, : and raise a wonderful.uumbor of stur
dy buya'aud girls.” .
Found His CuoWu.—A young man, clad in
homespun, was standing in , Court street, a
few days since, devouring a doughnnt, when
ho was accosted by one oftyjinlf dozen genteel
dressed idlers with,
“Justcome down.’’ :
“Yos7 gues-s'l^liave; 1
ityonu?” said the countryman.
"XLs so, hub, how’s your inarm 1” asked the
city buck, bent on sport with the greenery. ,
: “Well, she pretty well; she- sent mo “down ‘
here oil Imsinoss.’’
“She did ? What kind of business are you
on?”
“Why, fho wanted mb to come down, to
Boston, and to h)()k pound arid find a half doz
en of the biggest fules to odicato ’em, and I
rather guess I’ve got my byes on’em now,”
said the stranger, taking in the whole crowd
at it glance.
The next moment ho had the odgcstonbs to
himself where he quietly finished iris dough
nut. . „ .
Must Ilrif.i’ Uncle Sam First.t-A farmer
in Wisconsin had nson who joined the eighth
regiment of that State without his father’s con
sent.' Several letters wore written, by the
father to the son while the regiment was in
quarters at Camp Kendall, for the purpose of
persuading him to return. At Inst lie Wrote
liim that he must come that'ho had n, largo
amount (if tin-ashing to do : that he could not
afibrd to hire help if it wore to bo had, which
was hardlv possible, owing to tliij number of
'enlistments ; and that ho must return home
and help him,.oven if .ho enlisted again after
wards. The young man replied ; ■
“JJear Father .----1 can’t go homo nt present.
I should bo vary glad to help you, but Uncle
Sam Inis, a mighty sight bigger job of thrash
ing on hand Ilian you have, and I’m bound
to sec him out of the woods first I” . ,
Rather following out
side touch is related liy Mrs. Tiozli, in a let
ter from Bath, in 1818. . .. . :
A gciitonl young clergyman in niir upper
cresent, told his. mama, about ton days ago
that lie had lost iris heart to pretty Alios Pri
dennx, ami that lie must absolutely marry her
or die, • The mother gravely replied ;
- “My dear, you have not been ..acquainted
will).licr above a fortnight; let me recom
mend you to sec more of her,”
" More of her !” exclaimed the lad, “why
I have seen down to thd fifth rib on each side
already!” . ■ ~
The letter writer adds a joke of her own
that our British belles outstrip those of any
other nation. .
The Kino or Nets, — “ You can’t do any
thing wiiii them Southern fellows,”,the old
at the head- of the table was saying, “If
they get whipped, 'they’ll retreat in some
Soiitliern swamps and hayouos along with
the. frishes and crocodiles. Ynii haven’t got
tlie Irish nets made that'll catch ’em.”
“ Look here, bid gentleman !” screamed a
fiery little fellow at the font of the table;
•• we’ve got just the kind of nets for traitors
in the bayous or anywhere.”
“Huy! whatnots?”
“Bayon-nots” and the little follow pointed
his j oko .with a for fork, spearing a potato
savagely.
The following is a good story about n
clergyman who lost Iris horse one Saturday,
evening. After limiting in company with a
boy until after-midnight, lie gave up in des
pair. The next day, somewhat dejected at
Iris loss, lie went into the pulpit, and took for
his text the following passage from Job :
“ 0, that I knew where I might find him.”
The boy, who had just come in, supposing
the horse was still tho burden of Iris thought
cried out:
“ I know whore ho is—lid’s in Deacon
Smith’s barn !”
jnodly,
■ Capping a StobV.—A Scotch paper speaks
of ft fox having boon seen trying to spring ft
steel trap by mains of a stick that he carried
in his month. AVo know; a fox ooco that took
a well polo from the well and puss hod ft tur
kv off the lower limb of a tree with it ftnd
put the polo back in its place. At least ho
got the turkey, nnd the polo wus all n D ht in
the morning.
Women’s Veneration.
If women have one weakness more marked
than men,, it is toward veneration. They are
born worshipers, makers of silver shrinbs for
some divinity or other, which of course, they
always think fell straight down from heaven.
The first stop towards their falling’in love
with an ordinary mortal is generally to dress
him out with all manner of real or fancied su
periority; and, having made him up, they
worship him. Now, a truly , groat man, a
man really, grand and nol le in art and intel
lect, has this advantage with woman, that ho
is an idol ready made to hand ; arid so that
very pains-taking and ingenious sox labor in
getting him up, and can bo ready to worship
hirii on shorter notice; In particular is this
tho case whore-a sacred profession and a
moral supremacy are added to the intellec
tual. Just think of tho career of celebrating
preachers and divines in all ages. Have
they not stood like the irnag of “Nebuchad
nezzar the.king set up,” arid all womankind,
ooquotts and flirts not excepted, been ready
to fall down and -worship, even before the
sound of cornet, flute, harp, saokbut, and so
forth. Is not tho faithful Paula, with her
beautiful face prostrate in reverence before
pb’or, old, lean, haggard, uy.ing .-stT’J'CfiSffitfp
in tlie most ■ splendid painting of tho world,
an emblem and a sign of woman’s eternal
power of self-sacrifice to what .sho deems no
blest in man ? Does not old Richard Baxter
toll us, with delightful single-heartedness,
how Iris wife foil in love with him first, spite
of his long, pale face ; and how she confessed,
dear soul, after many years of mdrriodlife,
that sho had found him less sour and bitter
than she had expected ? The fact is, women
are burdened with fealty, faith, reverence,
more than they know what to do with ; tiioy
stand like a hedge of (proof .peas, throwing
out fluttering tendrils everywhere for ■some
thing high and strong to climb up by; and
when they find it, bo it ever so rough in the
hark, they catch upon it. And instances are
not wanting of those who have tamed away
from the flattery of admirers to prostrate
themselves at tho feet of a genuine hero, who
never wooed them, except by heroic deeds
and tho rhetoric of noble life.— The Minister’s
Wooing.
The Wandering Jew,
The familiar legend of the Wandering Jew,
so celebrated in poetry and romance, origi
nally ran ns follows : ■ .
“ Cartnphilua was porter to Pontius Pilate,
govendr of Judea, lie Saw the Just One ar
raighod in the hail—clothed with purple,
crowned with thorns, mocked, buffeted, spit
upon ; he heard the people choose a murderer
in preference: to the Messiah ; ho heard tho
words of Pilate, ” Take yo him and crucify
him, for I find no fault, in him; ho saw the
soldier drag f6rth tho “Alan of sorrows,” and,
in bitter hatred and bold scorn, this Oarta
plrilus struck him with Iris fist, and bid him
go the faster to the cross i “Ho faster, Nnz
; arino; why dost thou tarry ?” And so tho
;■ -legenOt. teller- utr flie Nnzanno looked round'
upon, and sirid. “L IriSded, qm' |;dirig, but
: thou shall tarry till I ootne?”
“Mathew Paris tells tin’s story, but it Was
bin-rent before Iris day. Tho Wandering Jew
was reported to have been seen by many per
sons in various ages, arid in different coun
tries, and was represented as a very devout
man, for.it appears that he was converted to
Christianity very shortly after, the ascension,
of our Lord, and that ho spoilt his long life
in making known the truth of the Gospel rind
in .distributing whatever money ha possessed
to tho poor.
“ The legend probably. Originated from ari
old tradition of the Church, that one of the
disciples was especially sot apart for pilgrim
age on earth until the consummation of all
things. This tradition was founded. on tho
words .of our Savior addressed to Peter, on
tho latter asking what would become of John,
tbs disciple whom Jesus loved: “If I will
that be tarry till I come, what is that to thee?”
In consequence of this expression, wo are told
that,tho “saying went abroad among the
bi-ethpcnthatjhnt disciple should not die, ;”
but it is strongly pointed out that the expres
sion itself might bear a very different significa
tion.” ,
New Sont.— “ How do you' like the clam
song?” asked an old lady of her daughter
ns they stopped out into tho street after a
popular concert. -
“ Calm song !” exelaimod tho young lady
in astonishment. “ Why, what do you refer
to mother ?”
“ Why tho first one she sung”
“Oh! you moan Shells of Ocean, don't
you, niother?” . > ,
"Well yes,” said the old Indy, “ I do think
that, was it; it Was something about clams,
any way, and yon know Ido like them so
well, Did’t you like it ?”
lam going to make some soft
Snap fur tho fair this fall!” said a beautiful
Miss of seventeen to hor mother' tho other
day. ",
" What put that notion into your head,
Sally?”
“ Why, ma, the proniium is just whnt I
have been wanting?”
“•Pray what is’it?,' •
“ An lowa Farmer, and I hope he will be a
good looking one ?”
OZ7“If your sistpr, while engaged with her
sweetheart, ask you to bring a glass of water
from an. njoining room, start on tho errand
but you need not return. You will not be
missed. Don’t forget this, little children.
(C7”The Dublin Freeman, of tho 9th of
November, reports that at a meeting of .to
bacco manufactures, bold that day, it was
agreed to advance the price of manufactured
tobocco two pence per pound, from that date,
in consequence of tho grout rise in the price
of tho leaf.
C77* An experienced old stager, says, ifyou
make love to a widow wlip lias a daughter
twenty years younger than herself, begin by
declaring that you thought they were sisters.
D77”Trnth itself becomes falsehood if it is
presented in niiy other than its righteous re
lations. There is no truth hut tho. “ whole
truth.” ~
Endeavor to forgot tho past, and seek
11 the present for occupation—something to
ntorost and exalt your mind: and, nbovo all,
invo faith in tho future.
(PT" Love is a compound of honey nnd gull,
-mixod-in-vfti'ioiis-prppOFtions-for-nuatomors^_
[£7“ If yon do good, forgot it: if evil, re
lombor and repent of it.
!C7*AVhy is n letterG like the; Because it
is the centre of light.
IL/’ I’ho oliap who fell into error was lift
ed out by the lover of public opinion.
A Con tented Farmer.-
Onoo upon a time, Frdriek, King of Prusia,
surnnmed pld Fritze,’ took n ride and espied
an old farmer ploughing his aero by tho way
side, cheerfully singing his melody.
“You must bo well off, old man,” said tl(0
King; “ does this acre belong to you, which
yeti so industriously labor ?” -
“No, sir,” replied the farmer, who did not
-know that it was the King. “I aju not so rich
ns that; I plow for wages.”
"How much do you got a day?” asked the
King.
“Eight grosohon,’ sald-tho farmer. ■
“This is not much,” replied the King “can
you got alonjf with this ?”
“Get along, and hnvo something loft,”.
“How is this ?”
“The farmer smiled, and said:
“Well, if I inust toll you, two groschen arc
for myself and. wife; with two 1 pay my old
debts ; two I lend; and two I give for tho Lord's
sake.” 1
“This is a mystery which I cannot solve,”
replied the King.
“Then I will solve it for you,” said the far
mer. I have two old parents at home, who
kept mo when 1 was weak arid needed help;
pay two grosohon a day. Tho third pair of
groschen, which I lend away, I spend for tho
children, that they may receive a Christian
instruction,; this will come handy to me and
Wife when we got old. With the last two
groschen I maintain two sick sisters whom I
would not be compelled to keep ; this 1 give
for the Lord’s sake. •
The King,- well pleased with this answer,
said—“ Bravely spoken, old. man I Now I
will give you something to guess. _ Have 'you
ever soon mo boforo ?”
“Never," said tho farmer.
“In loss than five minutes you shall seo mo
fifty times, and carry in you;- pocket fifty of
my likenesses.” , ,
“This is a riddle which 1 cannot unravel,”
said the farmer.
“Then I will do it for yon,” replied the
King.
Thrusting his hand into Ins ppeket; and
counting him fifty new gold pieces into his
hand, stamped with Iris royal likeness, ho said
to tho astonished farmer, who knew not what
was coming:—The coin is also genuine, for
it comes from our Lord God, and I am his pay
master,’
Craffing Ration;,
fflierd are some episodes in the life of a sol
dier provocative of laughter, and that lighten
camp life. Not Ipng ago a farmer who did
not reside so far from a damp of “tho boys”
ns he wished he did,.was aeenstomed to find
every morning’that several rows of potatoes
had disappeaod from his field. lie boro it for
some time, but wbon the last half of Iriri field
of fine “jkidneys” began to disappear, he be
gan to think that sort of thing had gone far
1 enough and determined to atop it. Accord
ingly, ho made a visit to camp darly next
niqriung, and amused himself by tolng around
i 'totted whether thd soldiers were pmyided with
good and \vholdsomo provisions. Ho liad not
proceeded far when he found a-'“hoy” just
serving up a fine dish of “kidneys," which
looked marvcllouslvlike those that the “gude
wife” brought to his own table, Halting, the
following colloquy ensUed,.
“Have fine potatoes hero, I see,”
"Splendid 1” was the reply.
“Whore do you get them ?”
“Draw them."
“Does the government furnish potatoes In
yoiir rations?”
“Mary potntoo.”
“1 thought you said jou drew them ?”
“Did ! —wo just do that thing!” .
“But how, if they aro not inclined in your
rations?” ,
“Easiest thing In the world. Won't you
take some with us,?” said the soldier, ns ho
seated himself nt tho table, opposite the smo
king vegetable. ■ ; ,
“Thank you I But will you oblige mo by
telling how you drew your potatoes, as they
are not found by tho commissary'?”
“Nothing easier. Draw’ em hg the, {ops,
mostly. Sometimes with a hoe, if ond. is left
in tho field.”
"Hum ! yes! I understand.. Well, sop here,
if you won’t draw any moro of mine, 1 will
bring you a basket .every morning, and draw
them myself.”
“Biiily (or you, old fellow!” Was tiid cry,
and three cheers and, a tiger were given for
Farmer—there, wo had like to have written
Iris name. The covenant'was entered into,
and no ond hut tho owner drew potatoes from
that field afterward.
OontemUt of Court. —The other day n
young lawyer of one of the Western coun ties,
was employed to prosecute a man indicted
for larceny before n committing court com
posed of tho ''magistrates. 'On hearing the
testimony, they refused to commit the prison
ers to jail. Our lawyer whoso name is
McKay, concluded to take revenge, oil the
magistral eg. He accordingly hogan tho .at
tack.
“ I wisli your Honors would fine mo five
dollars for contempt of Court,” lie said.
“Why, Mr. McKay?"
“ Because I fdol a very decided contempt
for tho Court.”
“ Yom- contempt for tho Court 1s not more
decided than the Court’s .contempt for you-,”
was tho response of one of the magistrates.
Tlris was a stinging retort, and Mac felt it’;
but another worshipful member of the Court
—a dry, hard looking old blacksmith—put
in a blow that finished tho work mid com
pletely demolished tho young lawyer:
“ Wo might fine yon,” ho said, “hut wo
don’t know which one of ns you’d want to bor
row tho money from to pay it with.”
Tho laugh was against Mao. Ho wns-a
notorious borrower whoa lie could, find a
lendor. Ho has never jested witli the Court
since that rebuke.
In porta x'T Decision - . —The Now York
Conrt-of Appeals has decided that, to eject a
passenger from a car while in motion, is so'
dangerous an not that it mnyjustify tho snmo
rosistanco on a part of tho passenger as to di
rect attempt to take Iris life. , Any passenger,
•for good cause, may be ejected in a proper
manner, bat Iris rosistanco to an effort to ex
pel him without stopping tho car, does not
present a case of concurrent negligence on his
part. Under this ruling a passenger, who
was thrust from a car while in motion, ob
tained a verdict of $4,000 against n company.
3C7” How ouonts rush on ! The Rebellion
is not iv year old, ami yet what a page has
boon added to the worlda hiijtbl v y T'it'lYcpiib-'
lie" of thirty millions of smile plunged into
Civil War; eleven Statoa revolted from the
Federal Union, with throe others trembling
in the balance; seven hundred thousand 'sol
diers in the field ; and a fleet larger than the
Spanish down upon tho
Southern Coast, ■ruely men grow old rapid
ly in such times asfchoso. /
■ O" Wanted to know—Whether the'vol
ume of sound has yet boon found.
•CT* fashionable people are apt to starve
their happiness, order to feed their vanity.
BQy Those who heed not God's writ are
often forced to diced the Sheriff's.
.Women, never truly command till they
have given their promise to obey.
[CT* A poor follow who pawned his Watch
says that ho raised money with a lever. !
A promising young man may do very
well perhaps—a paying one much bettor,
JSST fancy runs most 'hriously when a
gaiity conscience drives it.
I@“ It is not so great a virtue never to fall
as to bo able to rise whenever wo do fall.
O’ A Man’s name passes around“most
freely when it has i handle to it.
O” Tako tbo world easy, but be careful
lest by tbo World you are easily taken.
'O’We may judge of a man’s nbafacter by
what bo loves—wbat pleases him, ,
Small faults, indulged, are thieves to
lot in greater. ' .
Queer kind of love—A neUralflio
affection. ,
0" Moving for a now trial—courting a
second wife.
O’ State’s Evidence —a wretch .who is
pardoned for being, moaner, than his Com
rades. '
O" An old bachelor says that during leap
year tbo ladies jump at 'every offer of mar
riage—hence tbo terra.
o*Men who endeavor to look fierce by
cultivating profuse Whiskers,.must bo haif
em-scar-ora fellows.
figgrTo a lover there is but two places on
earth—one where his sweetheart is, and the
other whore she is’nt. '
.O” If time is money, some people have a
good deal, more than they know what to do
with. ■
. OT If you wish to keep your cnomioa from
knowing any harm of you, don’t lot your
friends know any. .
JJ@ i "fihozO opportunity by the foelobk, if
you can,; if yon fail, grab him by the-nap of
the neck.
O’ “ Donlt you mean to marry, tny dear
sir?” “No, my dear widow. I’a rather lose
all thcAib’a I’ve gut than tnke anotb«r.”
of. onr , feelings,- Inspirations
moral aoritimehtsahd
Crhbd by outward surroundings.'
Little Bor.—“Father, I know how. to firo
off the guns and cannons of earth, hut who is
tall enough to touch off thunder I" ' ■ '
!T7”1 , h0 death smile is tho grandest thing
in tho world. It makes the dark past an
arch of triumph into a radical future.
. O’ Our ladies -tnust ho groat heroines, if
we may judge from the manner in which wo
occasionally hear them storming_/or/es.
USi” l l ako caroof your personal attractions,
improve your mental one, and so make your
self deserving of the good fortune in store for
you. ,
O* Bargain—A ludicrous transaction, in
which each party thinks he has cheated tho
other..
Or? - Some people arc so obtuse that ono
would hardly think they could have na acute
disease.
O’lt is hut a stop from cunning to knav
ery.; lying makes, tho whole difference—add
that to cunning and it is knavery.
O’Rnlcrs are generally too fond of dis
play. .They seem too anxious to fill the eyes
lhan the stomachs of their people.
. Ini puileneo sometimes attains tho
pitch of sublimity, and at this point it has
produced a very groat impression on many
men.
O’Friondship which flows from the heart
cannot bo frozen by adversity, us the water
that Hows from the spring does not congeal in
winter. •
IC7* Mon seem anxious to undo tho work
of God; 110 made men out of nothing, and
they appear to bo striving to make nothing of
themselves.
JCgg- Never rtrgtie with a sick' man. Wo
don’t know Whether yon are wiso in over do
ing so with ttny one, Under nriy circumstances;
hut it is positively cruel to do so with a man
wno is weak and ill.
(tT* “0, Charley,” said a little follow to
another, 41 wo.aro going to have a cupalo on
our house 1"
44 Pooh I that's nothing,’' rejoined the olh
, “ Pa's going to got a mortgage on ours."
A Cote AnsiVeH.; — 44 William,’’saidateach
or to ono of his pupils, 44 can you tell me why
tho sun rises in the cast ?” ••
14 Don't know, sir," replied William, 4 'copt
ho that tho east makes everything rise.”
Teacher fainted.
BSy"Atrt marriage in Leeds, after tho cer
emony, the hrido hurst into tears of course,—
Wheropon tho bridegroom, a stout six foot
follow, following the example, blubbered like
a calf, and on being remonstrated with, roared
out—“ Let me alone 1 I feel as bad about it
ns she does, in course.”
IC7” Tho Stars and Stripes now ware in six
of tho seceded States, to wit; in North Caro
lina, ovor Fort Uattoras; in South Carolina,
at Beaufort; in Florida, at Key West and
Fort Pickens ; in Mississippi, at Ship Island,
1 sn Finstorn Tennessee and in tho northern
and western sections of Virginia.
little daughter to a dentist to have a tooth
extracted. After tho operation her father
said to her:
44 Now my dear, if you don’t put your
tongue whore tho tooth came out you’ll have
a gold tooth.” To which she replied:, ,
44 If 1 should have one, it would not hejong
before you would try to got it out.”"
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