KAYAIiO TAYLOIt. Wo copy from the Legislature Re cord, the following remarks of Sena tor EVKKIIAKT of Chester on the life and death of Bayard Taylor: Mr. President, in presenting this res olution it may not be improper for me to add that Mr. Taylor was one of my Opnstituents. I knew him very well and for many years. He was born in Kennett Square. Chester county, about a half a century ago. near one of the most important battle fields of the Revolutionary war. Th*r* beautifully How® the Brmmlywirif, On utd forwvwr from tUwn to U*cliin*— Cmlor tlp bridge* und *rchwi f tr*, (hitting lht Utitl'U|Mi un*l cooling tli* bw*, Farting tlirir pitftiir** utul •witliintf tlt.ir •tor**, Flowering, perfuming th lnuou ihorru, (• I AMI tig the -<|uir>t 1, diaportlng Hwm'twtiing the tunutffr'e rami of lot, — With dreamer* In of the MiumV ihriflf, In the huuiitml ilelta of the lit midy win. There, in a pleasant district, in the midst of cultivated people, his blame less and ambitious boyhood forcast the meritorious man. With a high purpose, correct principles and exceptional gift*, ho passed through all theteHts and lures and straits of life untainted und un harmed. Ilis industry seemed like an impulsive instinct or an obligation of conscience. It was not spasmodic or erratic or aimless)or misdirected, but dis criminating and constant. It was more serviceable than friends or funds, and insured them both. It made him prompt to siexe occasions and meet emer gencies. It exceeded his necessities und increased with his success. It made his volumes valuable ami out-number his matured years. He traveled and girdled the globe with his journeys. He viewed nearly "all places that the eye of heaven visits''—regions grim with perpetual rock, or ice, or sea, or sand, or attractive with arable areas, or ' wilderness of tloral bloom, or forest j shade. Nature in all her contrasts of motion, forms and colors, growths and waste. And her phenomena front the arctic twilight to the torrid noon— through all the seasons and through all the zones. Hut he was no less a devotee of tiooks —those stores of quaint and current learning—those sweet friends of scbol- , ars, those arsenals of genius, those si lent oracles of thought which mould the character of persons, States and eras. He was fond of art—the delicious trophies of the chisel and the pencil j which multiply and |>erpetuate the changing phase of beauty—and deco rates the porches and temples, the Val- ! hallos and Vaticans, with the immortal counterfeits of nature. lie cultivated language, which opened new Bources of intelligence and new fields for energy. His efficient render ing of Faust shows his thoroughness in ' German, while his facility in divers tongues amazed those who heard him in their native speech, as in some sort they were amazed who heard the Apos tles on the day of Pentecost. Hut his j labors are manifested in his production-; they allure the imagination alter Ids wandering steps as if fragrant, like , those of Venus, who left behind her a trail of flowers. Over that middle, tide less Sea, bordered with continents and l gemmed with islands, amidst once ' worshipped elements and glorious cities and storied coasts—by altars of love and i fountains of song, and monuments of \ genius, and cradles of religon fro n ; .Jupiter to Jesus. Over the solemn ■ wastes of glowing sand, where liagr' seed still camp beneath their camel j skins and wave the hostile hand, and where the Howadjis on their pilgrimage carol, as they plod their dreary wav, tlic holy verses of the Koran or the Kaaba. Along the alluvial shores where the Lotos blooms and the Apis reigned— j where every temple was like a city, and I every city like an empire—and whose wonderous ruins still seem to echo the vaunt of Osymandiaa, "I am king of kings, and who would exceed my fame, let him surpass my works." Over the strange and fable-ridden region of the farthest Hast, with ita white elephants and pagodas and its pomp of silken fleece and jewel craft. Amidst the swarming multitudes and unvarying customs of the flowery realm of old Cathay. Through those curious Me diaeval towns, with their grand Cathe dral towers, where the old Masters carved and painted, and the great Com posers swelled the litanies with their incomparable music. Over the vine t clad slopes of Grenada, rile with the re miniscences and relics of Moorish chivalry and taste. Along the glitter ing gulches of the Pacific Sierra*. Among the anow clad hills of the Polar North, where they sang of Thor and Odin, and where the Vikings unfurled their icy sails for voyages of booty and adventure. And then how easily he leads us, as it were, through the ivory gate of dreams, into the ideal land—into the world of airy form—through galleries of grace* and vistas of delight, amidst vivid pic tures and obvious passions, instructive fancies and attractive shows all harmo nious as reality. What facility and eloquence, what tenderness and sweet ness, what spirit and fitness, what splendor and wisdom in bis versus? His Muse may not indeed, with exulting strength, soar upwards with the might ier Bards, to the highest heaven of in vention. But sweeping along with easy wing and inspiring breath, over various featured nature, abe transmute* the voiceless landscape and the latent thought into imperishable song. How exquisite his Idyls of the fields. How enkindling his heroic strain*! What melting pity in hit tones of grief I .what rythmic grandeur roils along hit Wines! And then what vigor, clearness and simplicity in hia prose. Nothing super fluous or incongruous or insipid—not weakened by cant, or blurred by vice, or wasted on subtleties, but rich in mat ter ss the waters that abound in pearls. Thus bis labors, by their scope and flnisb. by their diversity, tone and fresh ness have won unusual favor. They have supplied the place of reckless pub lications and fostered a worthier taste. They have inspired sentiments of toler ation, faith in energy, freedom in thought, hope in progresa. They have been an unfailing source of edification end entertainment; they have solaced many weary hours, and idle lives, and restless spirits; they have given an ex ample to the adventurous and a model to the studious; ibey have discussed many topics—the association* of scen ery, auathetio charms and the moral of . events, the mystery of the affections, the philosophy of motives, the fashion* of race, the civilization of epochs, the I apotheosis of virtues. His labor* fa miliar to two continents and to many languages, tinged by bin own peraonal • ity are recommended by it. 1 He was a gentleman in heart and bearing—a genius with proverbial ec centricities or contrasts—learned with out pedantry—flattered without ego tism—appreciative, catholio and gener >iiß in his views—close as a brother in his attachments—just us an arbiter in criticism—grateful, but not resentful— persistent against difficulties, but not obstinate in error—aspiring to distinc tion, but not vain of success—betraying no envy and exciting none. With teeming recollection* and honest cour tesies, trusting, reciprocal, congenial, his very presence was an inspiration. The friend of Freilingrath, Humboldt ami Thackeray—whom Whittier loved so well—whom Longfellow compared to his own ideal prince—whom l'owers spoke of as "almost an angel"—whom the nation honored with high respon sibility ami trust. Hut, alas! the ova tions which greeted this distinction were but the heralds of his obsequies. His civic lAurels have become his burial wreath—and admiration is emphasised with sorrow. Few dead have had such mourners. IVoplo and poets, philoso phers ami kings have contributed their tear*. And yet no favored birth or : fortune blessed bis opportunities or aided his condition. Not his, the glam our of abounding wealth displayed in charities or taste. Not his, the eclat won by the soldier's peril in the stress of battle., Not his. the impulsive ap probation of the crowd, moved by | flattered vanity or pride. | None of tiiese tilings formed his I fame, or magnify hi* loss. They rest ! upon other causes. It is the absence of that unwearied spirit which shed its in tellectual stores profusely as the orien j tal Chief hi* diamonds. It is the si j lonce of those golden strings, which, i like Ilavid's, might'calm the tumbled I passions with their melody. It ;s the i unawakenin ■ trance of these precious | properties which imbued his manhood I with fascinations. It is his works and worth and lutal zeal which claim our gratitude and grief, and will embalm | Ins memory in the human heart for j ever. A WIFK Willi IS SFI.HU.M AT IIOMK. • Bj M*\ AW'f When the peddler rang Mr. Bird's door bell, the other day, Mr. Bird I himself opened the door. Mr. Bird : had the baby upon his arm, and there i were four children at his heels. "Is the lady of the house in ?" asked j the peddler. "Certainly she isn't?" replied Mr. Bird. "She is out; —perennially and j eternally out." "Go down to the Woman Suffrage j Club rooms, and if she is not there, go ' to the society for the prevention of | cruelty to unimnl*, ami if she isn't j there, visit the hall of the association | for alleviutiug the miseries of the Sen | egnuibiatis, ami if she has finished up there, look at the church aid society or at the Uth Ward Soup House, or at ! the home of the one-legged, or nt the ' | hospital for the asthmatic, or at the i -St. I'olycarp Orphan Asylum, or at some of these places. If you get on her trail, you'll see more papers, and j strong-minded women, and under- I clothing for the heathen, than you j I ever saw in the whole course of vour life." "I wanted to sell her a cold handle flat iron, just out. Do you think the would buy one?" ".She will if you can prove that the naked cannibals in S-negatnhia are yearning for cold handle flnt irons. She would buy diamond breast-pins for those niggers if they wanted them, I believe." "I intended to offer n new kind of immovable hair pin, which " "All right. You just go down to the home for the one-legged, and per suade those cripple* to cry for immov able hair pins, ami she'll order them by the ton." "lias she any children?" "Well, I'm the one that appears to have 'em ; just now anyhow.' "Because I have a gum top for feed ing bottles; this is the nicest thing you ever saw." "Now," said Mr. Bird, "I'll tell you what I'll do. You get those paupers to swear they can't eat the soup they get at the *ou|>-hou*e with spoons, but they must have it from a bottle with a rubber-nozzle ami Mrs. Bird will keep you so busy supplying the de mand that you won't have a chance to sleep. You just try it. Buy up the niers ; bribe 'em I" iow'll T know her if I see her ?" "Why, she's a large woman with a bent nose, and she's talk.* all the time. You'll hear her talking as soou as you get within a mile of her. Hhe'll ask you to subscribe to the Kcnegamhia fund, and to the asthmatic asylum, before you tn get your breath, rrnb ably she'll read you four or five let ters from reformed cannibals. But don't you mind 'em My opinion is she wrote 'cm herself." "Hball I tell her you told me to call on her?" "It don't make any difference, but mention incidentally tliat since she left home, the baby has had four fits, Johnny has fallen off the pear tree and cracked his skull, Mary and Jim both have something like croup, and Tommy has been bitten hy Jones' dog. It won't excite her; she won't care a cent. But I'd like her to have the latest news. Tell her if she can manage to drop in here a minute be tween now and the Fourth of July, she might maybe wash the baby and give the other children a chance Co see how she looks, But she needn't come if it will interfere with the huppiucss of the onc-lcggcd mendicants, or make her list lunatic patient* miserable. Mind aud mention it to her now, will you?" "I will." "All right then. I'll go in and put some freli sticking piaster on Johnny's wkull." And with the baby singing a vocif erous solo, and the other children tdiuging to bis legs, Mr. Bird retreat ed and shut the door. The jteddlcr had determined to propose to a girl that night. He changed his mind and resolved to remain a bachelor. HOW FAHI He was a seedy, threadbare looking ing individual, and occupied a whole seat in the ladies' ear. The conduc tor inquired for tickets; the thread bare man shook his lo ad sadly. "Well, money, then. Be quick. Come mau, brace up." "No money," still sadly. "Get off at the next station." "Yes, ir, of course." The xlutioii was reached, the man got off but got on ngaiu a* soon a* the train began to move, and resumed hi* old jiosition. Again the conductor approached. "What! you here? 1 thought I told vou to get off?" ex, sir." "Well, did you ?" "Yc*. sir, of course." "But you got on again." "Y-*, sir, of course." "Well, my friend, next time I want you to get off, and May off. I)o you understand that?" Obtaining no answer, the irate con ductor passed on. As the train *tu|- j>ed at the next town, the conductor looked in the car —the seat was empty. Satisfied, the conductor j>a**ed through the ears a> soon ax they were out of the city. There sat the thread bare jwrsonagc in the seat very much interested in the scenery. The conductor gave him u vicious dig in the ribs. "Didn't I tell you to get off cud stay off?" "Yes, ir, of course." "Well, you didn't do it?" "Yea, sir, of course—" "What?" "Not—" "Well, now, my friend," went on | the conductor, "do you know what I'm j going to do with you ? I'm going to make an example of 'lx-at*.' The hrakeman and I will kick you from one end of the statiou to the other j when we stop." "Yes, sir, of course," auswered the seedy man, meekly. True to his word, the irate conduc tor and hrakeman laid in wait for our meek but |>ciuiilcft.* friend, and when the train stopped in Worcester, th>v seixod him by the collar and kicked I him from one end of the depot to the | other. "There!" said the conductor, "I | guess we are rid of liirn." The train steamed out of Worcester. The man of ticket* went thrrn. A NINUI'LAIt Of XT'K HENCE. MUX. OWKNHI.AOI.i:, OF OKEOON, CONKS TO 1.1 FK IN IIRU COFFIN JUST |IK FORK BURIAL. From tli* !'wrtUieotod noise greatly startled the assembled neighbor* and the people were about to rn-li from the room, when the hus band of tin: supjxNMsl deceased lady approached the coffin and wo* aston ished to find the Ixxly moist and warm. A closer examination dixclo* d the fact that the woman was breath ing. Restoratives were applied and the supjioxed dead came hack to life and soon was üblc to sit up and con verse. It is m-cdlcs* to add that the father und other member* of the fam ily were overjoyed to have the wife and mother restored to them. Singu lar as this circumstance may seem, we arc assured that it is true in every j mrticular. A HE AI TIKI I. SENTIMENT. Shortly before bis dejmrture for In dia th" lamented Hcbcr preached a sermon which contained this beauti ful sentiment: "Life hear* u* on like the stream of n mighty river. < fur lat glide* down the narrow rhannel, through th- play ful murmuring of the little hrook and the winding of it* grassy borders. The trees shed their blossom* over our young heads, the flowers on the brink seem to offer themselves to our young hands; we are happy in hope, and grasp eagerly at the leautie* around us; but the stream hurries on. ami still our hand* are eniptv. Our course in youth and manhood is along a wilder ilood, amid objects more striking and ; magnificent. We are animated at the moving pictures of enjoyment and in dustry passing us; we are excited at ' stmeshort-lived disappointment. The I stream l>car* us on. and our joys and | grief* are alike left behind us. We may hb shipwrecked —we cannot bo delayed ; whether rough or smooth the river hastens to it* home —till the mar of the ocean is in our ears, and the tossing of the waves is l>ojnath our feet, and the land lessens from our eyes, and the floods are lifud around ns, and we take our leave of earth and its inhabitant*--until of our fur ther voyage there is no witness save the Infinite and Ktcrnal." •HJOD KXOWH WHICH WAS KHJHT.'* from lh htWdirfCHMf. In one of our Iwirder states a father raised a monument to his two sous who were killed in the late relicllion, fighting on opjxisite sides. The monu ment is of plain white marble, and on one of the side* is the name of a son killed in the Union army, on another side is the name of a son killed in the Confederate army, on the third side is the inscription, "God knows which WB* right.' From all we can learn the story is true. We hnve here, an example of even an earthly father throwing all animosity to one side. He raise* a monument to his own sons, honoring one no more than the other, showing the same fatherly feeling for both, loving one as well as the other, neither harboring ill-feeling against the son who lost his life in the Cuion army, and vice versa, for the son who lost his life in the Secession army. Is not this a picture of charity and love which true Christians should admire. It commends itself to our hotter in stincts. Why therefore should not our congress at Washington throw aside all aifimosities caused by the late war, and be like the father who gave his two sous, one to the North and the other to the Houth, and say, as he did, "as each fought for a principle and the war ts passed, we are no longer to be judges of which was right." How soon then would we hava happiness in this bright ami lieautiful land of ours, knowing no Houth, no North, oo East, 110 Wert, nothing hut one country and one common humanity. We haven't any more fuu to offer folks—its Lent. THE VALIANT IIOAK. Vtotu tti* llftltJiwrfl ilmrMUf. Whenever a Republican of the visiting statesman type feel* the need of venting hi* noble rage upon some* Ixxly who cannot Btrike hack and of giving hia patriotism an airing, he rise* majeatically ami makes an as sault upon Jefferson Davis, When the bill was un in the senate on the morning of March ltd to j>ension the veterans of the Mexican war, Mr, Hoar, formerly of the Electoral coin* mission, arose and moved that Jeffer son Davis 1m: excluded from the bene fits of the bill "because he had made | himself odious." This, Mr. Hoar : doubtless thought, a fine and heroic stand to take. To make Mr. Davis the "arch-traitor" has a certain ad vantage —it gives the ".Stalwart Re publicans" something tangible to throw their spite at. Why he should be hated more than General Lee or Stone wall Jackson or General Joseph E. | Johnston has never appeard. lie was j not the author of Secession. He wax : only the fly on the wheel of a great movement. It carried bim as it did j others. The causes which led to the ' war of Secession were rooted in the events of fifty years before. Nay, j when the New England ships first be ; gan to bring slaves from Africa to the Colony of Virginia the seeds of the war were planted. To make Jefferson Davis the cause of the war is about a* rational as to make Washington the I cause of the revolution. Bingle men j count for little in great eras like these. Jefferson Davis acted his part accord ing to his ideas of duty just as Robert E. Let; and Stonewall Jackson did. Mistake* be may have made in iioticv, as they did in the field of war, but lie j never stained his baud* with useless j blood and never dirtied them with any | participation in frauds. He did what lie could to ameliorate the horrors of tin- war and since its close ha* accept ed imprisonment, detraction, calumny, with unshaken fortitude. Sometimes, stung by unmerited reproach and j slander, he ha* broken silence and every word that he has uttered has i l>ceti distorted and misinterpreted by 1 bim enemies for jxditbal effect. For this reason we have ourselves severely critici*-d his utterances, knowing that they would thus lie used by an un scrupulous adversary. A magnani mous foe would l>e content to let him j live out the remnant of his days in jx-acc. The hand of God has boon I heavy enough upon hiin. Death has invod.-d his family and taken its most cherished members; his fortune has been impaired; his health is infirm. Is not this enough? Yet when the United Hlatex is considering the pay ment of iiensions to the veterans of the Mexican war—in which Jefferson Davis render knightly service—Elec toral Commission ILiar, stained through and through with the infa mies and peijuries of the gnat fraud, aris'-x p. ay that Jefferson Davis has made himself odious and should be excluded from the benefit of the act. Thc fraudulent administration that he helped to count in has given offices to General Longstrect and Mosby. It lias given a cabinet office to Kev. There was no principle at stake with Hoar. He merely wished to make a cheap sensation by striking a broken old man whose chief offense is the pa i tient dignity with which he has borne the hooting* and slanders of his ene mies and w ho, despite all that may be said of him, is as much entit!ef to gratitude for bis services on the fields of Mexico as though he had never represented the people of the South in their war for independence. A MAI) CAME. | FMR %h*> Kmii Frttortero Km LHI *T. About two weeks ago, as the over land train was parsing Cheyenne, the attention of the passengers was attract ed to the lamentations of a poor Irish j immigrant, whose berth had Iseen rob bed during the night, and every penny of his scanty savings stolen, and whose family, would, therefore, arrive beg gars in a strange land, The charita ble passengers at once In-gati a sub scription which finally amounted to something over $250. When the .money had been handed to the sufferer, n pious, plausible looking man, dressed in black and adorned with a white cravat, drew him aside at one of the stopping places, ami said ; "My joor man, I am truly sorrv for vou. N our sad fate touches me dec ji lt. I am myself well jirovided with this world's goods, however, and to will give vou $250 more. Here is a SSOO gold note. Give me the 9250 vou have and keep the rest. May heaven blew* you." The poor Irishman did as requested, with many blesnsings on the generous stranger, who insisted that his gift should not be made known. When the passengers reached this side of the bay the pious looking philanthropist ' was nowhere to be found, he having evidently gotten off at Oakland for reasons of his own. The next morning the immigrant ro |mi red to a bank to get his note changed. The teller picked up the bill and began narrowly examining it. "There—there is nothiog wfong with the bill, is there?" gasped the poor fellow. [Now, the clever reader has seen all along what was going to happen. He has read lots of just such incidents as this. It's the ofd—old story. Well —well see about that ] "Nothing in the world is the matter with it," said the teller, quietly; ami he handed the man fifty ten*. That ended it, BIHIXF.SH I'KOMI.HKH. A CItKKRIJfO rROBI'KCT OK KKVIvmo TKADK Klt'iM A 1.1, PARTI OK THE COUMTIIY. ; Vt'itn IK/ ?•. TURK TISMW. From the interior of our own Btate ' the report* are cheerful. The impor tant crops of Central New York are in a promising condition. The jobber* in the large distributing cities, whose trade in of a magnitude not generally appreciated, way that not only in the ex- I tent of their transaction* increasing, hut that the retailer* show a more hope ful npirit and that collection* are more readily and promptly marie. Manufac turer* are of like temper. Iron mills j that have been idle or running on half time are resuming, and have order* far ahead. Hoot and shoe *hop* arc preparing for an increased demand of from twenty to thirty per cent, lluild , ing in being pushed on to an extent uuite unknown. In Ohio the acreage devoted to wheat i* estimated to have increased some eighteen per cent., | though the fruit crop i* unpromising. The trade with the Houth and the in terior trade of the cities in the Btate i* larger by from ten to twenty-five i jar cent. tiian last year. The j*ects, have nothing to say in regard [to the government finances or the currency, except to express a uniform hojw that Congress will not do any ; thing to interfere with the present 1 policy. A DIPHTHERITIC WORM. , WHAT WAS KOrXD IX A LITTLE GIRLS THREAT. From tU Elmtr* AdrrrMwr, M-rcii IX The five year old daughter of Mrs. Jennie Marsh, of Waverly, who i* visiting friends in Klmira, was taken with diphtheria shortly after her arri val here last week, and is yet prostrate, hut doing well. Yesterday morning the mother, in looking in the child's throat, saw a mierocwvfu moving. Bhe took it and another out They are easily seen with the naked eye, though a glass helps one to the "true inward ness" of the critters. The largest one is. fully one-quarter of an inch long, covered with hair, with a head some thing like a caterpillar, tapering body and long hairy tail. Its body i* form ed in rings. It* color is about that of ouo of those dark vellow "thousand legged" worms found under old boards and stones. The smaller ooe is about one-sixteenth of an inch long, being whitish in color, and requiring the glass to bring out it* "beauty" of con formation. It is not a pleasant thought to imagiuc such things iu your throat, hut they get there, and from there into the blood, heart and other organs, producing paralysis and sudden death when least ox jxvted. They are vege table parasites and exist in large colo nies in the diphtheritic membrane. Dr. J. M. Flood is considerably inter ested in the mammoth bacteria that have come under his oheervatios, which greatly exceed in axe anything he ever saw. A pound party—A roectiug of the pi.**