1-segctiefuo,lts. An Incident. We copy the 'following soul _stirring incident from the Middlesex Standard, edited by John G. Whittier. Some five or six years since a gen tleman and his wife were passing down the Mississippi river, On their way to Nett , Orleans. Their fellow passengers were nearly all slaveholders, or citizens of slateholding states, and the conversa tion, in :intervals of card playing, was mainly directed against the northern abo litionists. While they were sitting on deck, gazing at the strange and gloomy scenery of the lather of waters," they were accosted by one of the passengers, iS'your name 0.---?" .‘ It is," said the gentleman. ire you from. Ohio am."—The interrogator turned away, and soon the news spread over the boat: 'An abolitionist on board ! They were at once surrounded by an angry and furious crowd—many of them fearfully excited by liquor. Pistols were flourished and bowie knives drawn. SoMe of the more cool and deliberate proposed that a Lynch court should be held ; and with some difficulty a ring was formed, and a red-faced slave driver proclaimed judge. A committee of twelve was selected to act as jurymen. G—was then questioned. He avow ed himself an abolitionist, and requested permission .to explain his principles. He Nil as listened to with manifest impatience ; and the committee were ordered to retire before he had concluded his defence. They soon returned and pronounced their verdict.—They found him guilty of being an abolitiOnist, and recommended that he sllduld- have the alternative of quietly walking overboard or of signing a complete recantation of his anti-slavery. doctrine. In conformity with this mer ciful decision, a paper was drawn up and presented for pi's signature, with -the threat of immediate death in case of his refusal. It was a trying moment for the aboli tionist. I'he thoughts •of home, and its old familiar faces crowded upon his brain. Life is always sweet, and espe cially is it so to the young and healthful, happy in their unchilled and glad hopes. Ills young wife was at his side, hbrror stricken by the danger whieh nienaneed her husband. Before him were fierce and stern faCes and brandished weapons —beneath him rolled the black watets of the river. Sign this ancryou are safe," said the spokesman of the mob. His human spirit wavered for an instant as he turned his agohized gaze upon his wife. But his better nature triumphed. " Take it back and do your worst," he answered ; "I cannot make slavery right. even to save my life !" Thank God ! my husband, exclaim ed his . wife, clasping him in her arms, " let us die together." The words and manner of the noble woman overawed the assassins. One of the most violent of them sprang forward and threatened to blow out the brains of the first who should vent:ire to lay hands on her or her husband. The wives and dau,L7ll - of the slaveholders who had hither to kept silence now interfered—the Lynch court was dissolved—and du ring the remainder of the voyage, the two abolitionists were treated with mark ed respect. tThe story, substantially as we have given it, was related to a friend ours by one the passengers, who had himself participated in the Lynch court." Cot and come Again. A lady passing thrOughChatres street ..-esterday, (says the N. O. Picayune,) 'chose dress, in diversitviof hue and rich , ess of coloring, resembled a peripatetic 'ower-pot, dropped, unknown to her from her bonnet, a snow white , fume. A gallant, with a tuft of hair on is chin as large as that on the scalp of . Crow Indian, who saw it fall, to to pick it up. Presenting it to her he ..3id— '..Madam, you have lost your wit; omnit me to restore it to you. I say our wit, madam, because you know 'ope says " A wit's a feather—" Ha! ha! ha !" and he laughed at what he assumed to be his own smart ,iess. Yes,-sir," said the lady,, taking het :duals froln him, and the same author , emarlts, in connection with your quota %on, that " A fool's a rod—" Now excuse me, sir, if, while thanking von for my plume, candor compels me to look upon you as the greenest kind of a sapling!" INTEGRlTY.—lntegrity is a great and commendable virtue. A man of integ rity is a true man, and a steady man : he is to be trusted and relied upon.— No bribe can corrupt him, no fear daunt him ; his word is slow in coming, but sure. He shines brightest in the fire, and his friend hears of him - most, when he mostneeds.hirn'. His courage grows with danger, and he corn:liters opposi tion by constaney. As he cannot be flattered or frigVened into what he dis likes, so he hates flattery and temporis ing in others. He runs with truth and not with the times—with right and not with might.—Penn's advice to his children. ONE TONGUE Pottcy.—A matronly lady being asked why she did. not learn the French language, replied ; that one_ tonguewas sufficient for a twir,...ra. Woman's Love. What is Woman's love I The fount from whence flow the genial springs that refresh our existence, and give to it the holy charm which make it happi ness—and that when once Meandering, cannot turn back, but must flow on ward still, even if partially checked by unkind obstructions. Like the torrent, it must gn onward.; and though in its course, at times, forced to slumber in , (hill, cold apathy, it again bursts forth, and streams on as before. Contempt and neglect may cause to run in uncon fessed obscurity the current of Woman's love, yet it winos on, probably in a different course, with its desired desti ny constantly in view. It bath no limit in its legitimate sPhere, and ever strives, scarce consciously. The deep and pure romance of Woman's heart, bath elicited the sceptic libeller's jeer, ' even when nature's voice spoke willthr his heart and