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From the N. Y. Examiner
THE TATTLE WINTER GRAVE..
Our baby under the snow, sweet wire,
Our,bsby lies under the stiow,
On: in the dark wish the night,
Whi'a :he winds t.o load:y Wow.
As a dead Jain: then ar: p.t'e, sweet wife,
And be CMS] is on thy breast,
Oh, the snow no more can chill
Thu lisle dove in its nest.
Shall we shut the b iby ow, swoat wife,
Whi'e the chilling winds do - b:ow 1
Oh-rther grave is now its beJ,
And i s etiverid is sno v.
Oh, our merry bitd is snared, swee: Se,
Th it a rain of gate,
And the suow• fal:s on our be tr
And our hear:, are each a grave.
Oh, it,was the lamp of our life, sweet wife,
B:own out in the nigh , of g'oon;
A leaf from our flower of love,
Nip t ied in its, fresh spring b Dom,
Bu: die lamp shine above, sweet wife,
And :he .e if N,..tin shit; gro.v,
Where ,hera are no bitter winds,
And no dreary, dreary :now.
From the Examiner
1.177L1 CHILDREN AND THE Waltz
THEY DO.
Charles Lamb, in one of hie Essays.
writes thus pitifully of the schoolmas
ter: " Wherever he goes, this un
easy shadow (a bey) attends him.
boy is it his board, and in his path,
and in all his movements. Boys arc
capital fellows in their own way among
their mates; but they are unwhole
some companions fur grJwn people.
Even.• child, that plaything fur an
boar,' tires rthcags." Alas ! for poor
Lamb; be never had enough compan
ionship with children to know their in
fluence on the !nett. He was himself
his mother's youngest born, and his own
dull hearthstone wa , never made ht ight
by children's smiles, nor his sad revs
tries broken by 661-joyous romping.
One of ocr writers, who now wields a
magic pen, speaks of that much op
ptessed and calumniated class called
goys;" and to her better judztnent we
yield ; for het ed; s have been linr lung
yearn used to their ringing lhughter
and their boisterous games. She has
had experience amoug tatent—she knows
the Itissous taught by their mirth and
by their sadness ; and she feels the
genial influence ot the dead one, over
the heart. 0! c:dldreu arc often the
wise teachers, while we, with earth
stained and sin-hirdeneil hearts, are
cold, dumb learners. Many a lesson
of faith and meek submission can he
learned of "these little ones ;•' and
many a care cat) be banished by their
guileless prattle and original questions.
How many an artless w.,rd spoken by
a baby gone. is. this day locked .dp like
a jewel iu the torn beats:. from which
the child was severed. "01 such is
the kingdom of heaven."
The evening mech wa full—" so
full that it was au impo,ition on the
passengers"—m said Miss TriMmer.
vfho, with two or three pattern hats
;nd a 'cox of ar•tificiat flowers, was the
, lag to enter, notwithstanding the incon
!enience to which she put her 11.1 low
passenger: ;
• The village Squire-,--never too
amittile--was returning from court.
where he had been non suited in a
case involving about a fi:iieth part of
estate ; of course he was morose
itad impatient, A worn-looking wo
man was trying to quiet a restless
baby, by tossing it up_ when) there
was not room to toss a bird, becaise
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d. simpering schodl-girl
.on- . the next .
seat had Whis'pered alendto. her ',pry
yoUng : gallant" that babies -were a
nuisance in a stage-coach, and that .
she should think any one 'Would rather
stay t home Than travel With - one.",
Pour, unfortunate lel; poor, .sensi,
tire, "widowed Mother ! Their's . was
no plen3ure trip; they .were going.
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uncertain of a welcome, to a reisti;e
of the newly dead, -the_ only Ot;e
. on
earth of whom they could ask aid.
Comfort or pity the mother did *not
look for. It was between thee and
the surly Squire that Miss Ti t imm'er
inserted herself. At the crtiel - reinark
oldie incipient belle, the widow turn•
ed her head to wipe away a tear, when
her innocent half-yearling - grasped
with her plump hand a huge burial of
honey-suckles ttunation pinks
which dangled from the near side of
Miss Ttimmer'S bonnet.
mi one take pity on me i"
shrieked the bearer of the flower bur
den. ." Will no gentlemen shield me
from annoyances
Yes7ffittiara.-I will." answered an
old gentleman, who sat in a cornet,
resting his chin up4rl the ivory head
ut his cane._ The lady was - won stately
iostalied /LI the" seat fartheAt reuiov=
ed front the vicioui haby,,antFtLre old
Mel - II in her place: -Not; this cramp
od-up child was a — purtct
~tiemocrat.
She did nut know that. she was pour
and fetiises; ;',nor,tOt when he: lived,
her father was only a hard,working
brick-layer. • :She knew nottilog of all
this, and seemed to think- she had ai
good a light to shout and crow a-:-any
other baby, and Lo pull ~Jwera out ut
bounetu, too, if she would. Her first
effort wag to secure hie white beard,
but that was ininterahle. She next
red - Cted out liar hand for the seals,
• .
and lastly. grasped the cane: " Well,
!lure imp," cried the dear old man,
"if you want to get at rny, beals you
had better come a little twat : et:" Su
he took the willing. chub
~,f rom the
-weary mother, and installed her on his
own knee. The poor woman straight
' coed
.herself and drew a long breath,
as if relieved from a barden she had
i not strength to hear.
I You.look tired, madam ; have you
come far to-day 1" asked the met ciful
OM
•' I've held the baby,•sir, thirty-Six
hours in the cars, before I got 'into
the coach," she answered with a quiv
ering lip.
I don't see how any• one cau take
care of a tiresome baby,' again whiS
pered the little Miss.
" Somebody held
. us all once. and
took care of us, too, my child," replied
the old gentleman, whose ears were
too keen to lose her remark. " Chil
dren mu-t be taken care of; they have
their work to -do, awl they geheragy
(I,; it faithfully." And he rattled his
seals and key again for the happy child.
The mothet cast &look 01. unmingled
gratitude on her benefactor—yes, bene
factor he was, though he had never
given a crust nor a copper—tbr kind
words are often better' than either:
This pod man alone ofall the passeh
gers—save the unconscious baby=
seemed:at his ease.
At length the horses stood still, and
all seemed pleased at the prospect nfl
having the company thinned: Miss .
TI immer looked hopefully at the wid
ow and. patty, but theydid riot move.
An anxious, care-worn gentleman,
gan to unwedge himself preparatory
to alighting. Then in the deepening
twilight there bounded from the dwell
ing, beside which the coach had halted.
a curly-headed boy cf flour years: " . 0
papa," as the' , patert4.l head emerged
from the coach door, I've good news
for you ; you can't guess what has
happened to-day 1" And clapping his
chubby hut!, ani dancing for jOY, he
ex.:laitned, "0 papa. the baby's gat a'
tooth !" There was a suddttit
:Ann of feeling in the coach. The Pas%
sengers all laughed heartily at the Taut
impel Lance of the news from that little
world, home. Miss . Tritruner, pet kets
bead out of theicoach wiptioW,• and pxl.
claimed, " What a darling little :fel-,
DEVOTED TO TUE. iItINCIPLES- OF DEMOCRACY, AND THE DISSEMINATION OF MORALITYAITeIiATURE; AND NEWS
COUDERSPORT, POTTER COUN'FY, PA.,.MARCII 20, 1856.
low r! The coachman forgot to crack
his-whip
.for a whole riintite; as.he.
gazed•at the happy boy: The father
turned round, -snide& raised his hat .
and- said " good by". to hit fellow
travelers. :.The surly Squire laughed
and dzew home his feet, 'which.: had .
all the way been stretched out on the
widow's territory, - to her great incon
venience, saying. ". Beg your pal dun,
ma'am." Even Miss Trimmer' was
softened, fur sho opened the cover•of
her reticule and . gave the offending
baby a btick of candy, saying.. ~ . Poor
little thing, she must have something
to amuse her." • -
" Well," cried the laughing school
girl, "I do,leve children after all—
they aro so funny I can't help it !"
"Never try to help it, child," said
the baby's benefactor. They ought
to be loved; fur they do a -great • deal
for us grown folks. Now don't you
See, that rosy boy . with the news pf
the 'great- acquisition to his family
treasures—a tooth :for- thd baby'—has
changed a coach full of anxit,us and
ill tempered people, into "a cheerful
and even kind-heat tedComps,ny Don-'t
you see how he has made friends for
-my little companion here who is ton
:young to spealt- , for herself I , Why,
we aro all better - now for riding with
this little one and my word fir it,
you'll mink• oilier after yeti go hon
too. Then, turniug'to the he
_asked her to
. wlioact house she was
goiog. Wheu she answered WI), he
raid; - `7 OA, it's too far to rid: to-night
wttErthe pour tit ed baloy—stop and
rest with us—grandmother Hill give
even a strutoze baby .a wolceme- - --for
we've ju.-t buried our pet at liorne.
coy da..ighter's little one. She made
the house very cheerful 'for us, but she's
gone; but net forgotten ! No, I be
lieve grandmother- loves all bahiej bet=
ter since she died ; so don't be afraid
of intruding." Moved by such kind
ness, the widow in an nude/ tone told
her painfdl errand to her new friend: .
" Ah,'ah I" he said, " well, your 'rela
tive is a kind man, if you go to him in
just the right way, and folks say I
know hoiv to manage - him as well as
aay. In- the morning I'll drive you
over there, and present your case in
the most judicious - manner. .Narer
fear ;. he'll he kind to you ; So keep
up gOod heart, my poor friend." .
Overcome by such unbnkethf kind
novis. Au, wept . out the to r.a woich had
all day been gathering in their foun
tain under the cold look and sarcastic
wordsofthose around her: - Miss Trim
mer. who, when not in a hurry or a
crowd, was really- a kind-hearted wo
man, looked compassionately at the
taint effat the you rg widow had timid
toward wearing black fri- the - dead.
Won't you call at my shop with the
lady, as you g.) by in the morning;Mr.
Bond'?" she asked ; "-I should like to
speak with her ;" and again she glanc
ed at the straw hat, with its bind of
thin black ribbon, with an expression
which promised a new one.
" Well,. here we are, my friend,"
cried the old• man, as the coach stop
ped before an old brown mansion,
and there is grandmother in the door
Waiting fir us." The little belle offer
ed to hold the baby while the mother
aiighted, and the suitened Squire !land
ed Out her carpet-bag and. basket.
Good night"—crack weut the whip
—and tiie cheerful travelers rude On to
their owalionies.. Light and warmth,
and a cordial welcome fur the higot, ,
and pruzporitYon the morrow awaited
the it . ifisly Widow ; and all," so said
Der uvula friuud, because a baby had
tuuth, and his little brother told of it I"
I Alt to be true, and just, and holy,
breawe I am -cr,..sted a moral being ;.
ray highest powors are moral power.;
Clod 113.4 placed me in the world for a
mural purpose; Jesus Christ has died
to deliver - me from moral ruin, and to
raise mete moral perfection of spirit
•
and fioAl hintsellis the worst govern
or, and contains Within his:nitnre the
eternal morel law. : He is holy; and
and gocid.-R. A. ompon.
t From the N. Y. Organ
"IT.III IftYT RPM TO TIM."
BY MRS.. 6611110 X
. .
, " NoWdoittor," sail a sweet-faced
e 13.1 looking with confidence into the
kind. face that WO bent over her often,
" tell me if there is any certainty.that-,
I shall ever recover. 1 think not ; so
,you see
. I am prepared, for ill tidings,
:nal I am continually tormenting my
self with the question. Will you not'
he. candid with mu, dear Dr. Ellis I"
While : there is life—" commenced
the doctor, but the frail young creature
interrupted him, saying :
"No, no, doctor, that won't du ;
.1
moat have your professional opinion ;
and when that,my aoul's 'happi
ness for the remnant of this life, will
100 . affected by..-your deci.,ion, surely
you -will grant roe the request,"
" But tuuld you:bear—"•
- Anything"; '"dOCtor, but this sus
pense; am wrllina to h told the
exact' state of my case ; for you see
Stone days I 'feel sip i'eally well that
my hope - is u * tiduly excited ;. and when
terrible pains come, death. takes an
sawliii - shape,.'and.frightens me out of
reprisei:;,BUt• if wai certain"—she
spoke' UiCh ty--..1-would teach
my miLd,to dwell upin it in such a
•way that my foolish fears would kayo
• "My sweet girl," said the doctor
taking her wasted hand, '• I will then
grant this request. You cannot cur
taitily recover, unless some extraordi
nary: providence occurs. Your life
may i e protracted soma months yet,
but not over apiar at the farthest; so
it seems to me." , , „
The pale cheek grew a shade paler;
but the smile faded not • on the gentle
' "_Thank you, doctor," was her re
ply, " thank you fin• your trust and
confidence iu me. You -shall see 1
will not-abuse them." .
The beautiful consutuptive at alone
in her. largo, easy chair some moments
after the doctor had gone. She gazed
about her on luxuries which wealth
unbounded had procured for her pleas
ure. and her largo; troubled eyes grew
dim.. • • .
"Then. I mu-t die 1" she said to her
self, " and Q ! this fear, not of here
after, but of that dread passing through
the valley which shadOws my hours
of suffering. Even my- religion does
not dissipate that shrinking, shudder
ing fear. The impressions of my
childhood will not wear away, but
return with uew force." •As ahe thus
half whispered to herself, a lovely
matron, entered, and hurrying to her
side kissed.the fair brow. .-
"You are better to-day. child," she
in tones of forced calmness ; "nay,
&et, shake your head so mournfully ;
indeed, if you knew how. much im
proved you appear," and she drew a
low seat towa. d the young girl,. and
sat gazing in her eyes with the holy
love of maternity.
" Mother," said the: consumptive, as
she took thii matron's hand in herpwn,
" there is something -I. want you to d.)
for ate."
" What is . , it, darling I You know
I would lay doWn my life fur you."
.For'au instaut the pale .lip.s quiver
ed; but col:mm.3l/(141g herself, the yothig
girl said gentry, -
" I 'Want you to talk to mo of- my
own death—of my own death, which
id certqi:i soon."
" M . y Amy I" tvas all the mother
Could srticulute.;, her voice seemed
frozen with-horror... . •
'Yes, mother;'.for listen u moment,
it wiil ; make your pncir
,cbild still•mlru
Willing to leave earth. and find heaven.
If you will. talk daily and cheerfully
of my pa3sing away, if you will twi
n:ll4 um thought with 'cheerfulness,
and make the ill ? tsCrugglo seem pleas
ant to ate, this Strange horror with
which I regard it, would fads away
and my mind .ba drawn more wholly
to the better land, It may be a sac
rifice to yen, my. mother ;- but,l shall
learn tolook-forward to Myrdcatii , :bed
.
, wlik,uakpnaintliiiiich I atrivti
. ,
to di) tiOw: - yon try to do this, mo
ther? Will'yoit - 9;!...a4;,f it often ?
Will you repeat the sTeet,",wottlS that
dying saints have spoken ? Will you
speak of the smiluashat-resp,ond upon
their faces until 1 can tliidk cheer:Vl ly
and talk withodt re - serve of that change,
even as • I ahead lie down, and pot
my gaintents bY,S.eadi . t.o - aiti: e. my
self when I shotild awake in the fair
mot wing. Will you tell those who
call to see me; Never to 'shrink froth
sptaking to trier:o4.lth 7:3Wtil:you
do tfiis, my inotlieo", - •
The matron, prontised,i,anti. retired
to her chamber, to, shed tears of in,
guish born of thi?i , request. She, -too,
had lung fait thist her ranst
but had put afar off. the.etril Jay. And
in the strength .of God. she,perfortued
her duty.. - : • .
SeVen.months.had .passed, and still.
gentle Amy lived.
..,Lot fatal crimson
burned its death- fire into : bet ,cheek,
and Ler eyes 'gleamed with the fitful
flash of disease ; but:about -her sweet
lips hovered a. smile: . con
quered the. fear:W . ole king.of.terrors,
and dwelt upon her departure with .
almost exulting. joy. ..! I koew_there .
were 'gities in .the • bright 'wciild
above, that r a to imagination • can not
conceive- of; yet stave shuddered
from infancy at.-death.- The th,Mght
of dissolution, with• - ita' and
quivering breath, made me cold to my
heart, and I strive to•forut it, but can
.nut. Yet siuce.yoti;sinea my m'tther,
since all who know mei have made it
familiarandahousehold worrd --clothed
it in beautiful imagetsit' beconie.
less terrible, till I can hold my baud
to him. who :•uuloelts the *Elicit, and
say, 'Death, moire Ls thy sting' " ••
As she spoke thus, a ray from the
setting suit imaged. a crown of glory
upon her fair brow- Her mother and
friends at that moment-entered:
" Huzh !"said the-pastor, with up
lifted hands; andtheistouti.trauifis
ed. With thet . la4t holy ®mile he had
marked an iostantaneuitschang; and
as ho bent for-Ward, through - the : lips
so beautifully wreathed, there came
no breath.
".Welt might she exclaim, Death,
where is thy sting t'' said the pabtur
turning with tear-filial eye', " never
saw I the kinglor terrors in so lovely
a garb. tiovvsweetly she sleeps 1"
Aye, sweetly still, in the grave' yard
ow the hill side ; and on' the White
shaft that hears her name, seine loving
hand has chiseled
";It is not hard to die !" •
EARLY LOVE AND LATE NIARILIA . DE.-7.
The Cincinnati Columbian .relatei the
following
" A couple, each of wh,an wai over
seventy years (..,f age, %Tote, a night or
two ago, uaited in the bonds of wed
lock. , at one of our priotiple hotels.
They had been lover. the spring
time of life—l.ut cireurnstauce.l had
parted them. Each man led, raised
a famiry, lust a -mite., and then re
married ; and, finally ) having lost;a
second mate, and alas theirthst love,
they concluded till . , tievel down ,the
Ilia of life together, audsleeptogether
'at its foot.' T heywere. bath -frail•
-totteling and wilite-hpaded-- 7 hut the
.fire of love still, huriAt bright }u their
heaits." .
- Tile CilerA.—rliecriUfa, or Earth
Altno:lci, introduced into this. riotnitry.
from a tow nigittnr ag.t,
been found to grow._ vreit..itt „via:Loos
sectionsuithe Union.. :In unolntotance,
in Murylaad, it ha . i -grown very lu..‘u
riantiy, toducitg mo l t exceinnitgi d.IS,
which higniy soitanoct by—Lot - sea,
cattle. - and atirbi . e, • and- au altitutiaat ,
yield of tubors also. It .bas Wen 4351-.
timatuti that an acre of alas crop would
supinnt one huuilred hogs during toe
muter season, It .bas.litnnt - fully as
certained than this is, nut thtiAtion wan
nut-arras, as wss.canjectuteilby name.
at the time of its introduction. dif
fers- essentially' flinn that plant, - b . oth
in its.growth anditv.thtrquality of its
product :
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The followingwaifefleiat an the see
of reading, we clip from.= exchange.
We du not know its paternity, but., it
contains some wholesinnet_trut6 beim
tiftilly set forth :
Men seldom think of the great event
of death, until the shadow falls across .
their own path, hiding, forever From
their eyes the traces of the loved miss
whose living-smiles were the ',Sunlight
of existence. DJath is the great an
tagonist of life,. Mid the cold thought
of the tomb is the skeleton of all feasts.
We da - not, want to go through the
dark valley, although its- passag4l may
lead to paradise ; and with Charles
Lamb, we du nut 'want tulle down is
the muddy grave, even with kings-aui
-princes tor our bed-fellows. .
But t h e fiat.of nature is inexorable.
There it no appeal or relief from the
great law which duums us to duat.-,
We flourish and we lade as the lemma,
of the Purest, and the flower that blooms
and withers iu a day Las nut a trailer
hold gpou lily Luau the tpightiedt,tatrii
al eh that ever shook the earth yri9i.
tne,tuuttteps. Generatiuus of ELlCll.*p
pear aod as the grass, and the
cvuntless inuaiiude twat throng; Lie
w.uid to-dsy, will lu-inutruiv &Lay
peji a tue.tootstilis uu the shore.,
lu 'ueaulilut dr.uul Lif Ion; tho
1/14uaec of tuLu..arLaiLty ehoqUeutly
ucceLed by tau de4Lit-devuted
tiud.adeep re.ipuu;to La every t4utagitt
tut ibuu!. Wawa übuut. to yield ill's
yuU.i (.!isteucti at a •bazruien toTlitte.
• thi u..tsvud eleua.tutue asks if they
elan wit. meet agaw, 14? wuicit ltd IN,
plies : ! lave asituti. that questiwit
the hills that iutfit eteruat---..if tint
clear iittUala3 that 8../ iorever—of
the *tars azuuog ‘vuose fields of aZ tiro
my /air:l,3d Still IL MIS
Ail were duaiu. But witle 1 gay,:
upun thy, Idea, 1 feel that there
is butnethiug ur the love that mautie.s
through its ueauty, that cauuet wholly
perish. Weshatt meet agaia,Cientau
the."
A WAGGIB3 CEIAPLIIII.
The Fairmount Virginian says thai,
Rev. Henry Clay Deco, the preset.:
Caaplaia to toe United States, Seuat
.was some years age a resident of nOrtl.
western Vtrgiuia.. preachiu c •
one day, at a enure!' situated a fet,
miles trum Fairmount, he was anneyeg ,
by the attention of his congregation.
us manifested in turning their heads
to see everybody who came in.
" Brethren," said he, " it is very dif
ficult to prca.h, when thus intertupt- -
ed. Nuw, do you listen to me, and
will tell you We name of every man
as lie enters the church." Of course:
this remark attracted universal attea
tion. l?reseutly some . one entered.
"Brother Waimea Satterfield !" call
ed Out the preacher, while the"brother"
. was astonished beyond all 'measure,
and endeavored to guess what wag the
matter. Anuthei came in. "Brother
Joseph Miller!" bawled the preacher,
with" a like result ; and so, perhaps, in
other cases. Atter a- while the con
gregation were temazed at nearitig the
. preacher call out in a loud voice—" sL
little old man with a. blue 'coat and,
'whi t te hat on ! Don't know who be
is ! - You may look fur yourselves!"
GOING PRETTY F.ts - r.—Ari old matt.
and his:son, neither of them-very welk .
informed as to the railroads and their
uses, chanced to be at work in a field:
near a ra i lroad track. Railroas were,
a novel•institution to them ; awl when.
a train of cars shot by, a &bought was
suggested to the, lad, who said to his
parent : Dad, wby don't yon take
a ride in the cars V • Why 1' hailit
g i s time, my son.' Got time! Yes.
-you can go anywhere in the cars
quicker than you can stay at hums V'
Dad's reply is not on record. ,
THE Peed/ Crop it. the Lake regi on
has been, it is believed, almost wholly
destroyed by the extreme cold.
SimAs not, rather thati speak EL
FAITH has a quiet breast.
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"f :; 7,1
NO; 44.