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WEDNESDAY', MAY =l9, 1847.
Broken Frienditap
WHEN o'er the links of Friendship's chain,
Suspicion'edark, Corroding stain
Is breathed from lips whose bidden guile
Lies marked beneath a friendly smile;
Though formed of gold that mocks decay, -
Such mildew steals its strength away;
Till, marling -low, it parts at last, -
And severs hearts it once joined fast.
When all the gentler feelings lend
Their sweeteit'mfluence, to blend
Two kindred_ipirits ipj,p one,
As mingling streams together run,
How coldly cruel must he be
Who turns their love to enmity, „
By secret whispers, dark surmise,
Or open andmalicious lies!
And those there are, not are they few;
Who love to poison friendships true, ,
Who, envying, strive to blast the joys
Which spring from love that never cloys.
Such should not die; but still live on,
When all that sweetens life is gone ;
Wilhout one cheering gleam to bless
Their path of lonely wretchedness!
But sometimes truest friends will part,
And coldness fill each altered heart,
For some unmeant and offence
That wounds the nice, equisite sense
Which minds of finest tone possess;
qertly alive to injuries;
me word, perhapleatt random spoken.
0; alight neglect, their love has broken?
How Sad mark the averted eye,
Ouce bright w kindly sympathy ;
To_foel affection's tide has changed ;
And find some valued friend estranged !
Of all the pangs that rend the heart,
.'carte one can cause a keener smart ;
But proudly scorning to complain,
It silently endures its pain.
[From the Columbian Magazine.]
IC* Man that Killed his Neighbors
Founded on Fact
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ti is carious to observe how a rnan'sspiritu
atiti ruleets itself in the people aud.auirnals
Ittnl; nay, in the very garments, trees
,lones.
Black was an infestation in the neigh
.rl,o,..l where lie resided. The very-sight of
ai 1)1-mince& effects similar to the Ilindoo
-!cal wile. called Rang. which is said to
clouds. storms and earthquakes.—
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He crewed Iran, sharp and uncomforta
.e. 1 . he heads of his boys had a bristling as
as if each individual hair stood on end
Jill perpetual-fear. ' The cowspoked out their
horizontally, as soon as lie opened the
file dog dropped his Oil be
am and gate
!seen his legs, and eyed him askance, to see
%hai humor he was in. The cat looked wild
t•cr.ig ,, y, and had been .known to rush
erarght up the chimney when he moved to•
ward tier. Fanny Kemble's expressive de.
schicion of tire Pennsylvanian stage-horses ex•
aeilv suited to Reith..n's poor old nag. His
hide restßntded au old hair trunk." Continual
whipping and kickibg had made him such a
stoic, Ma no ' dmount of blows could quicken
fill face, and"no chirruping could change the
dejected drooping of his head. All his. natural
icignage said, as plain as a horse coni.n say
U. that he w as
. a most unhappy beast. Even R
the trees on euben's premises had a gnarled
'lotted appearance. The bark weptlittlz
tie v tears of g um, and the branches grew
:way, as if they felt the codiinual discord, and
, aade sorry faces at each other behind their
comer's back. His - fields were red with sor-
or run over with mullein. Every thing
leeini,l as hard arid as his own visage.—
bury d:iy, he, cursed the town and the neigh
6,,rliond. because they poisoned his dogs. and
.t,ffird Ins liens, and snot his. cats. Continual
'm—uos involved-him in so much expense that
tT had neither tircemor money to spend on the
topr.A•ement of his farm.
I:oinst Joe Smith, a poor laborer in the
tfighlmnitood. he had Brought three suits in
•.ri . , , stion. Joe said he had returned a spade
bstrowed.'and Reuben swore he had not.
lie sued Joe, and recovered damages, for which
e ordered the sheriff to seize his pig. Jue,
'phis wrath. called him an old swindler, and a
rsrse to the neighborhood. These remarks
were r°°n repeated to Reuben. He brought
tt!. action for libel, and recovered twenty-five
Provoked at the laugh this occasioned ,
L , watched for Joe to pass by. and set his big
him, screaming furiously. "Call ,
me
old swindler again will you?" • An evil
'lt in more conta.ions than the plague. Joe
v,rit home and scolded his ,wife, and boxed:
In tl , Joe's ears, and kicked the cat; and not.
°neat them knew what it was all for. A fort-'
mght alter, Reuben's big dog. was found dead
b Y Palmy. Whereupon he brought another
!mon apinst Joe Smith, and not - being able to
orove hint guilty of the charge of dog-rnurder,
tool,. his revenge by poisoning a pet lamb. ' , lngin g to Mrs. Smith. Thus the bad game
te 1 41 4, With mutual worriment . and
i
temper grew more and more vindictive,
'' the love of talking over his troubles at the
shop increased upon him. Poor Mrs.
t :tth cri and said it Was all owing to Rect.
` l Bteek ed
(or a better hearted man never lived
1,4 tier Joe, when she first married him.
I ,,uth wa s the state of things when Simeon
tnt , est
purchased the farm adjoining Reuben's.
..ate had been much neglected: and had
,r,2ht thistles and from the neighbor
- But Simeon was a dilligent man.
,; In 4 by nature with a healthy, ,inganization
„ersial temperament ; and a wisessnd kind
eation had aided nature in the perfeition of
F,?pd,ly work, His provident - industry
THE BRADFORD REPORTER.
soon changed the aspect of things on the farm.
River-mud, autumn-leaves, old shoes and old
hones, were all put in requisition to assist in
the production of use and beauty. The trees.
with branches pruned, and bark scraped free
from moss and insects, soon looked clean and
vigorous. Fields of grain waved where weeds
had rioted. Persian lilacs bowed •gracefully
over the simple gateway. Michigan roses
covered half the house with their abundant
clusters. Even the rough rock, which formed
the door-step, was edged with golden moss.—
The sleek horse, feeding in clover, tossed his
mane and neighed when his master came near;
as much as to say, " The world is all the plea
santer for having you in it, Simeon Green !"
The old cow, fondling her calf under the great
walnut tree, walked up to him with a serious
friendly face, asking for the slice cif sugar-beet
he was wont to give her. .Chanticleer. strut
ting about, with his troop of plump hens and
downy little chickens, took no trouble to keep
out of his way, but flapped his glossy wings.
and crowed a welcome in his very face. When
Simeon turned his steps hiumeward, the boys
threw up their caps and ran out ehouting, " Fa
ther's Coming !" and little Mary went toddling
up to him, with a dandelion blossom to place
in bis button-hole. His wife was a woman of
few words, but she sometimes said to her neigh
bors, with 3 quiet kind of satisfaction. .• Every
body loves my husband that knpws him. They
can't help it.
Simeon Green's acquaintance knew that he
was never engaged in a law-suit in his . life;
bat they predicted that he would find it impos
sible to avoid it now. They told him his next
neighbor was determined 'to -quarrel with peo
ple, whether they would or not; that he was
like John Lilburne, of whom Judge Jenkins
said, " If the world was emptied of every per
son but himself. Lilburne would still quarrel
with John, and John with Lilburne."
"Is that his character?-" said Simeon. "If
he exercises it upon me Twill smut, kill him."
In every neighborhood there are individuals
ho like to foment disputes, not from any de
finite
intention of malice or mischief, butmere
ly because it makes a little ripple of excitement
in the dull stream of life, like a contest be
tween dugs or gamecocks. Such people were
not slow in repeating Sime4 Green's remark
about his wrangling neighbor. its I
Will he ?" exclaimed Reuben. He said no
more ; !tit his tightly compressed mouth had
such a significant expression that his dog dotig
ed him, as he would the track of a tiger. That
very night Beuben turned hie horse into the
highway, in hopes he would commit some de
predations on neighbor Green's premises. But
Joe Smith, seeing the animal at large, let down
the bars of Reuben's own corn-field, and the
poor beast walked in, feasted as he had nut
done for many a year. 'lt would have been a
great satisfaction to Reuben if he could have
brought a law-suit against his horse; but as it
was, he was obliged to content himself with
beating him. His next exploit was to shoot
Mary Green's handsome chanticleer, because
lie stood on the stone wall and crowed, in the
ignorant joy of his heart, two inches beyond
the fruitier line that, bounded the contiguous
farms. Simeon said he was sorry for the poor
bird, and sorry because his woe and children
liked the pretty creature ; but otherwise it was
no great matter. He had been intending to
build a poultry-yard, witha good high fence,
that his hens might not annoy his neighbors ;
and now he was admonished to make hasteand
do it. He would buy them a snug warm house
to roost in ; they should have plenty of gravel
and oats, and room to promenade back and forth,
anti: crow and cackle to their heart's content;
there they could enjoy themselves, and be out
of harm's way.
But Reuben Black had a degree of ingenuity
and perseverance which might have produced
great results for mankind, had those qualities
been devoted to some more noble purpose than
provoking quarrels. A pear tree in his garden
very improperly stretched over a friendly arm
into Simeon Green's premises. Whether the
sunny state of things there had a cheering effect
on the tree I know not; but it happened that
this overhanging bough bore more abundant
fruit, and glowed with a richer hue, than the
other boughs. One day, little George Green,
as he went whistling along; picked up a pear
that had fallen into his father's garden. The
instant he touched it he felt something on the
back, of of his neck like the sting of a wasp.—
It was Reuben Black's whip, followed by such
a storm of angry words that the poor child
rushed into the house in an agony of terror.—
But this experiment failed also. The boy
was soothed by his mother, and told not to .
go near the pear tree again ; and there the mat
ter ended.
This imperturable good nature.vexed Reu
ben more than all the tricks and taunts he met
from others. Evil efforts he could understand,
and, repay with compound interest; but he
did not know What to make of this perpetual
forbearacce. It seemed to him there must be
something contemptuous in it. He disliked
Simeon Green more than all the rest of the
town put together, because lie made him feel
so uncomfortably in the: wrong. and did not
afford him the slightest pretext for complaint.
It was annoying to see everything in his neigh
bor's domains lookirig so happy, and present
ing such a bright contrast to the forlornness of
his own. - When their wagons passed each
other on the road, it seemed Fa if Simeon's horse
tossed his head higher, and flung out his mane,
as if he knew havras goingby Reuben Black's
old nag. He 'often said he supposed Green
covered his house with roses and honeysuckles
on purpose to shame his bare walls. But be'
didn't care—not be I He wasn't going to be
fool enough to rot his boards with such stuff.
But no one resented his disparaging remarks,
or sought to provoke him in any way. The
rose smiled, the horse neighed. and the call ca
pered ; but none of them had the least idea they
were insulting Reuben Black - .; Even the dog
had no malice in hituheart, though he did one
night chase home his geese. and bark at them
through the bars. Reuben toldl;is master, the
nest day, he swore he would bring an action
against htm if he didn't keep that dog at borne,
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and Simeon answered very quietly that he
would try to_fake better care of him. For se
veral days a strict
. watch was kept. in hopes
Towzer would worry the geese spin ; bat they
paced home undisturbed, and not .a solitary
bow-wow furnished excuse for a law-suit.
The new neighbors not only declined quar
relling, but they occasionally made positive ad
vances towards a friendly relation. Sinieon's
wife sent Mrs. Black a large basket full of very
- fine chertiea. Pleased with the unexpected
attention, she cordially replied, " your
mother it was very kind of her, and I sin very
much obliged to her." Reuben, who sat smok
ing in the chimney-corner, listened to this mes
sage once without any manifestation of impa
tience, except whiffing the smoke through his
pipe a little faster and fiercer that-usual. But
when the boy was going out of the door, and
the. friendly words were again repeated, he ex
claimed. Don't make a fool of yourself, Peg;
They want to give us a hint to send a basket
of pears; that's the upshot of the business.—
You • may send 'em a basket, when they are - ,
ripe ; for I scorn to be under obligation. espe
cially to your smooth-tongued folks." Poor
Peggy. "whose arid life had , been for the mo
ment refreshed with a little dew of kindness,
admitted distrust into her bosom, and the halo
that radiated round_ the ripe glowing cherries
departed.
Not long after this advance toward good
neighborhood. some laborers employed by
Simeon Green, passing over a bit of marshy
ground. with a heavy team. stuck fast in a bog
occasioned by long continued rain. The poor
oxen were entirely unable to extricate them
selves. and Simeon ventured to ask assistance
from" his waspish neighbor, who was working
at a short distance. Reuben replied gruffly.
"I've got enough to do to attend to my own
business." The civil request that he might be
allowed to use his oxen and chainsior a few
moments being answered-in the same surly. tone,
Simeon silently walked off, in search of a more
obligiqg neighbor;
Thel men, who were -left waiting .with the
patient suffering oxen, scolded about Reuben's
ill-nature, and said they hoped, he would get
stuck in the same bog himself. Their employ
er rejoined, "If he does, we will do our duty
and help him out." .. There iis such a thing
as being too good-natured," said they. • If
Reuben Black takes the notion that people are
afraid of him, it makes him trample on them
worse than ever."
"Oh, watt a whil," replied Mr. Green.
smiling. " I will kill him before long., Wait
and see if I don't kill him."
It chanced, soon afler, that Beuben's team
did stick fast in the same bog. as the workmen
had wished. Simeon observed it from a neigh
boring field, and gave directions thai the oxen
and chains should be immediately conieyed to
his assistance, the men laughed, shook their
heads, and said it was good enough for the
old hornet. They, however. cheerfidly pro
ceeded to do as their - employer had requested.
You are in a bad situation, neighbor," said
Simeon, as he came along e' of the founder
ed team. " Busily men are colnigg with two .
yoke of oxen, and I think we shalllioun man
age to help you out." " You may take-four
oxen back again." replied Reuben ; " I diet
want any of your help." In a very friendly
tone Simeon answered, "I cannot consent to
do that; for evening is coming or, and yOu
have very little time to lose. It is a bad job
any time, but it will be still worse in the dark."
I Light or,dark, I don't ask your help," said
lieuben,enSphatically. • I wouldn't helpyou out
of the bog, the other day, when you asked me."
" The trouble I had in relieving my poor oxen
teaches me I'3 sympathise with others in the
s'ime situation," answered, Simeon, "Don't
let us waste - words about it, neighbor. It is
impossible for me to go home and leave you
here in the bog, and night coming on."
The team was soon drawn out and Simeon
and his men wens away, without waiting for
thanks. When Reuben went home that night,
he was unusually silent and thoughtful. After
smoking a while, in deep contemplation, he
gently knocked tha ashes from his pipe, and
said with a sigli.; " - Peg. Simeon Green has kil
led me 1" " What do you > mean 1" said his
wife, dropping her knitting, with a look deur
prise. " You knoi when he first came into
the neighborhood, he said he'd kill me," re-
plied" Reuben ; " and he has done it. The
other day he asked me to help draw lifs team
out of the bog. and I told him I had enough Co
do to attend to my own business. To day my
team stuck fast in the same bog.,and he name
with two yoke of oxen to draw it out. I felt
sort of ashamed to have him lend a hand, en I
told him I didn't want any of his help ; but he
answered, just as pleasant as if nothing contra
ry had ever happened, that night was coming
on, and he was not willing to leave me there
in the mud," " It was very good of him." re
plied Peggy. "Heis a pleasant-spoken roan,
and always has a 'pretty word to say to the
boys. Hil,wife seems to be a nice neighbor
ly. body, too." Reuben made no answer ; bat
after meditating a while; he remarked. " Peg.
you know that big- ripe melon dowri at the
bottom of the garden I you may as well carry
it over there, in the morning." His wife said
she would, without asking him to explain
where •' over there" was.
Butt when, the morning came Reuben walk
ed back and fnr.tia end .outtu and round, with
that sort of aimless activity. often manifested
by hens, and fashionable idlers.-Who feel rest
less, and don't know what to • run after. At
length, the cause of his uncertain movements
explained, by. his saying. in the form of &ques
tion, " I guess I may es well carry the melon
myself, and thank him for: his oxen-I-:; In me
flurry down there in the marsh, I didn't think
to, say I was' obliged to him." -
He marched off toward - the garden, and his
wife stolid al the, door, with one band on her
hip, and the other shading the sun from her
eyes, to see if he really would carry the melon
into Simeon Greens' house. It was the_ most
remarkable incident that had happened .since
heV marriage.- She could hardly believe her
own eyes. - He walked quick, as if afraid , be
should not be able to carry the usual impulse
into action if he stopped.to reconsider the ques
tion. When he found himself in Mr. Green's
house, he felt extremely awkward. and hasten.
ed to lay, " Mrs.: Green. here is a melon my
wife sent you, anlwe reckon it's a ripe one."
Without manifesting . any surprise at such un
expected' courtesy,the friendly matron thanked
him, and invited him to sit down. .But he
stood playing with the latch of the door, and
without raising his eyes said. " May be Mr.
Green ain't in, this morning r
•• He is at the pump. and will be in direct
ly." she replied ; and before her words were
spokenohe honest man walked in, with a face
•as fresh and bright as a June morning. He
stepped right to Reuben, shook his hand cor
dially, and said "I am glad to see your, neigh
bor. 'rake a chair.
"Thank you. I can't stop," replied Reu
ben. He pushed his hat on one side, rubbed
his head, looked out of the window. and then
said suddenly,as if by a desperate effort, ..-The
fact is, Mr. Green, 1 dkn't behave right about
the oxen." -
Never mind, ;ever mind," replied Mr.
Green " Perhaps I-shall get into the bog.again
some of these rainy days. If 1 do, L shall
know whom to call upon.
Why you see," said Reuben, still very
much confused, and avoiding Simeon. " You
know the good book says so. I have learned
by experience that if we speak kind wordi„
we hear kind echoes. jr we try to make oth
ers happy, it fills them with a wish to make
us happy. Perhaps you and I can bring the
neighborhood round, in time. Who knows I
Let us .try, Mr. Black, let us try. But come
and look at my orchard. ' I want to show. you
a tree .which I have grafted with very choice
apples. If you like t kwill procure you some
scions from the same stock."
They went into the orchard together, and
friendly chat soon put Reuben at his ease.--
W hen he returned. home, he made no remarks
about his visit ; for he could not, as yet, sum.
mon sufficient greatness of soul to tell his wife
that he had confessed himself in the wrong.—
A gun stood behind thekitchen door, in readi
ness to shoot M r;Green's Jog for having bark
ed at hie horse. He now fired the contents
into the air, and put the gun away in the barn.
From that day, henceforth, he never sought
for any pretext to quarrel with either the dog
or his master. A short time after, Joe Smith,
to his utter astonishment, saw ,him pat Tow
xer on the head, and heard him say, '-Good
fellow !" ,
Simeon Green was far too magnanimous to
repeat to anyone that his quarrelsome neigh
bor had confessed hinteeif, to blame. He mere
ly smiled as he. said to his wife, I thought
we should kill him, after a while."
Joe Smith did not believe in such doctrine.
When he heaM of the adventures in the marsh.
he said, Siiti Green'tra fool. _ When he first
came'here he talked very big abofit killing
folks. if they didn't mind their Ps and 4:25.-
But he don't appear to have ai much spirit as
a worm ; for a worm will turn when its trod
upon."
Poor Joe had grown more intemperate and
more quarrelsome, till at last nobody would
employ him. About a year after the memora
ble incident 3f the water melon, some one
stole several valuable hides from Mr. Green.
He d not mention the circumstances to any.
,
one.bhis wife ; and they both bad reason
for staspectnovthat Joe was the thief. The
next week, theAtslowing anonymous adver.
tieement appeared tn,he news paper of the
county :
•• Whoever stole a lot of on Friday
night. the sth of the present iinitnh, is 'hereby
informed that the "owner has sineewished to
be his friend. If poverty tempted hini-to false
steps, the owner will keep the whole transa
tion a secret, and will gladly put him in the
way, of obtaining money by Means more like
ly to bring him peace of mind."
This singular advertisement of course exci
ted a goon deal of remark. There was much
debate whether or not the thief would avail
himself of the friendly offer. Some said he
would be a greenhorn if, he did ; for it was
manifestly a trap to catch'Airn. But lie who
committed the. dishonest deed alone knew
whence the benevolent offer came ; and he
knew that Simeon Green war not a man to set
traps for his fellow - creatures. ,
A few nights afterwards a timid knock was
heard at Simeon'sdnor. just as the family were
retiring to rest. When the door was opened
Joe Smith was seen on the steps. with a load
of hides on his. shoulders. Without raising
his eyes, he said in a low humble tone, " I
have brought these back, Mr._Green. Where
shall l put them I"
" Wait a moment till 1 can light a lantern,
and I will go to the barn with you," he replied.
"Then you will come in, and tell me how it
happened. We will see what can be done
for you."
Mrs. Green knew tbat Joe often went hun
gry, and had become accustomed to the stimu•
los of rum. She therefore"bastetted to make
hot coffee, and brought from the closet, some
cold meat and a pie. .
When they returned from the barn shisaid.
I thought you might feel the better for a little
warm supper, neighbor Smith." Joe turned
his back towards her, and did not speak. ide
leaned hi. ho-d ancr
a moment's silence, heiaid in a chocked voice,
It was the first time I ever stole anything ;
arid I have felt very bad about it.. I don't
know how h is. I didn't think once I should
ever come to be what I am. Since I began to
go "down.hill. everybody gives me a kick.—
You are the first mart that has Offered me a
helping hand. •My wife is feeble and my
children starving. You have sent them many
a meal, God , bless you! and yet I stole the
hides from you. meaning to sell them The first
good chancel could get. But I tell you the
truth. Mr. Green. it is the first time I ever de.
served the naive as thief." ,
-Let it be the 6st, my friend." Bait' Simeon.
presiing his hand kindly. The Secret shall
remain. between ourselves, you are young and
can rnakit4to for lost -time. -Come, now, give
me a promise that you will not drink one drop
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of intoxicating liquor fur a
_year. and L- will em
ploy you to-morrow, at good wages. Mary
will go. to see 'your family earl,,, in the morn
ing, and perhaps we may find some employ
ment for them also. The little boy can at
least pick up stones. But eat a bit now, and
drink some hot coffee. It will keep you from
wanting to drink anything Stronger to.night.-
You will find it hard to abstain, at .first, Jo
seph ; but keep:up a brave heart, for the sake
of your wife and children. -and it will soon be
come easy. When you feel the need of coffee,
tell my Mary. and she will -always give it to
you. •
Joe tried to eat and drink. but' the food seem
ed to choke him. He was nervous and exci
ted. After an ineffectual attempt to compose
himself. he laid his head on the table and wept
:ike a child.
After a while, Simeon persuaded him to
bathe his head in cold water, and he ate and
drank with a good appetite. When he went
away. the kindhearted host said, *. Try to do
well Joseph, and you will always find a friend
in me."
The poor fellow pinged his hand, and re
plied •• 1 understand now how it is you kill
bad neighbors."
He entered into Mr. Green's service the nest
day. and remained in it many years, an hon
est and faithful man.
. HINTS To Yottaio MEN.—Be economical.—
No matter if your parents are worth millions,
it is not the lessproper that you should under.
stand the value of money, and the honest. hon
orable means of acquiring it. ' What multi
tudes of young men, particularly in our cities,
make shipwreck of reputation and health, and
eventually of property, by neglect of this max
im ? They are aware that their fathers ob
tained their wealth by the habits of industry,
but they are ashamed of the name. They fur
get that wealth in this country passes rapidly
Irom one to another, and that he who is rich
to-day may be poor to-morrow ; of that he
who relies on wealth amassed by his father
may end his days in a pauper house. It is
for the young man to say whether by industry
and economy he will secure competence •snd
respectability, or by idleness become a worth
less beggar and sponging outcast.
Be just. In the course of life a man fre
quently finds his interest or his opinion cross
ed by those from whom he had a right to ex
pe'et better things, and the young men are apt
'to feel such matters very sensibly, Look at
their conduct carefully, and be just to motives
that prompt. You .may find that, were you
placed in their pOSition, the course you now
condemn would be the . properotte for you, and
the one you would be under obligations to pur
sue. A little cool consideration wOuld avoid
much censoriousness.
THE GOOD %VIM-HOW much of this
world's happiness and prosperity is contained
in the compass of these two short words I Her
influence is inime - nse. The power of a wife,
for good„or, evAi r is altogether irresistible.—
Home must be the seat of happiness, or it must
be forever unknown. A good wife is to a man
wisdom and courage, and strength and hope,
and endurance. A bad.one is confusion, weak
ness, discomfiture and despair. No condition
is .bopeless, when the wife possesses firmness,
decision, energy, and economy. There is no
outward prosperity which can counterfeit in
dolence, folly and extravagance at home. No
spirit can long resist bad, domestic influence.
Man is strong, but his heart is not adarnact.—
He delights in enterprise and action, but to
sustain him he needs a tranquil' mind and a
whole heart. He expends his whole Moral
force in the conflicts of the world. His feel
ings are lacerated to the utmost point of endu
rance by peipetual collision, irritations and
disappointment. To recover his equanimity
arid composure, home must be to him a place
of repose, of peace, of cheerfulnes4* of com
fort, and his sou) renews its strength, and
again goes forth with fresh vigor to encounter
the labors and troubles of the world. But if at
home he finds no rest, and there is met with
bad temper, sullenness, or gloom, dr is assail
ed by discontent, complaint and reproaches.
the heart breaks, the spirits are crushed, hope
vanishes, and the man sinks into total despair.
THE 50131,--Ilow can it enter into the
thoughts of man. that the soul, which is capa
ble of receiving new improvement to all eterni
ty, shall fall away into nothing. almost as soon
as it is created. Are such abilities made for
no purpose f A brute arrives at a point of
perfection wnich he can never pass. lit a few
years he has all the endowments of which he
is capable ; and were he to live ten thousand
more, would he the same thing he it 'atlires.
cot. Were a human soul thus to stand still iii
her accomplishments, were her faculties to be
incapable of further enlargements, 1 could_iina
gine it might fall away insensibly, and drop - at
once into 's state-of annihilation. Hut can we
believe a thinking being that is in a perpetual
progresi of improvements, aitd travelling . on
from perfection to' perfeetibn, after having Just
looked abroad into the wotka of ,the Creators
and made a few diicoveries of his infinite
goodness, - wisdom and power. must perish in
her first setting out, and
o f 1..
Boaaowitio..... Mother wants to . know if
you won't please to lend her your preserving
kettle-,cause as how she wants to preserve ?"
.6 We would with pleasure. boy-; but the
truth is. the last time we loaned it to your 'ne
ther she preseryectit so effectually that we have
never seen it-shice."
Well, you needn't be so easy .abaut your
old kettle. Guess it was full of holes when
we borrowed it, and mother wouldn't a - troubled
you again. only we seed you bringing home a
new one I".
A HINT.—An editor once said to a bore, who
had sat about two'hours in his office—
" wish you would de :limy fire is doing."
"How is that t"saitftlie other. •
" Why, sir, it. is going <out," - replied ,the
editor.
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GgNVISZ YANRgt,'.--"• Halo, ow good
friend eau you inform cue how fat n it to the
next house."
Jonathan started up—leaned on his hoe han
dle—rested one foot on the gambrel of his sin
later leg—and replied :
Hallo yourself 1 4 bow dy'e do wal I
guess I can. 'Tain't near so far as it used to
be afar they cot the weeds away.—then it
Was reckoned four miles, but now the sun
shrivels up the road, and ''don't make mor'u
tew. The fuel house you come to though is
a,barn, and the next is a hay-stack ; lioskin's
is on beyant. You'll be sure to meet his gals
long before you get there ; tarnal rompin ent
rees ; they plague our folks Innen a little. His
sheep gtts into our orchard. Dad sets the dog
arter the sheep and me atter the gals—and the
way he makes the wool, and I the petticoats
fly, is a sin to snakes. •
I see you 'are, inclined to be facetious.
young man. . Pray tell me how it happens
that one of 3 our legs is shorter than the other?",
I never 'lows any body to meddle with
my grass tanglers, mister, but seeing it's you
I'll tell you. I was born so at my 'Ocular re
quest, so that when I hold the plough. I calk
go, with one foot in the furrer and t'otber on
land, and not lop over; besides it's convenient
when I mow round aside bill."
•• Very good indeed—how do your potatoes
come of this year."
They don't come on at all ; 1 digs 'em.
out—and there's a tarnation snarl of 'em in
each hill."
•• But they are small, I perceive."
•• Yes, I know it. You see- we planted
some whoppin' blue. noses over in that ere
patch there, and they flourished so all4wedly
that these stopped growing jistßiut of spite. be:
cause they knowd they couldn'vkeep up."
You appear to be pretty'etnart, d I
should think you could afford a better hat t
the one von wear."
••The looks ain't nothing, it's all in'the be
havior. This ere hat was my Sundy-go-to
meetin' hat; it's chock full of piety now. I've
got a better one to hum, but I don't dig -taters
in it, no how."
• You have been in these parts sometime. I
should guess."
"1 ahoublguess soitew. I was born'd and
got my brorn up in that ere house ; but my
native place is Pordunk."
Then you say it is about three miles and
a half to, the next house 1"
Yes sir, 'twat, a spell ago, and I don't be
lieve it's grow'd much shorter since. Good
bye to ye. That's a darn slick mare of yeurn."
StIOKING.—The editor of the Albanian, in an
article on cigar-smoking. sets out with the de
sign of " blowing up" the " abominable, filthy
prac ice," but closes his remrrks by giving its
pg. after this fashion :
But, after ali, we do not believe that people
will stop smoking—we are afraid that we our
selves will continue to contribute our quota of
this enormous tax. for we own our own weak
ness is to love a good cigar. It seems to us to
quiet and soften the asperities of life—to nulli
fy every thing like harshness of feeling, and to
us it teaches. a great moral lesson. It is not
an unfit type of human life, beautifully illus
trating the immortality of the soul. The fire
that consumes it is the wear and tear of life—
the ashes that drop to earth, is the dust into
which, man must eventually be resolved, and
the smoke which ascends in its fantastic forms.
and mingles with the pure air above; is the
soul, in its flight to another and better world.
EDUCATION.—The following brief but beau
tiful passage occurs in a late article in Frazer's
Magazine :
Education does not commence with the al
phabet. It begins with a mother's look—with
a father's nod of apprdbation, or a sigh of re
proof—with a sister's gentle pf•essure of the
hand, or a brother's noble act of forbearance—
with hamlfulls of flowers in green and daisy
meadows—with bird's nests admired, but not
touched—with creeping ants, and almost im
perceptible emmets—with humming bees and
glass bee-hives—with pleasant walks in shady
lanes—and with thoughts directed, in sweet
and kindly tones and words, to nature, to beau
ty. to acts of benevolence, to deeds of virtue,
and to the sense of all good, to God
lietotim Courtmous.—A young lady. who
was ((innerly a member of a church of the old,
school, had left it and joined another. Oct.
Sunday morning as she was on her way to
meeting, she met her old minister, - who bowed.
to .her very coldly'. and said—" Good morning.
daughter of the devil." " Good morning, fa
ther," she replied.
A GALLANT •IRISHfAN. — An 16611M90. TEN ,
niarkable for his devotion to the fair sex, once
remarked. •• never be critical on the ladies.—,
Take it for granted that they ,are all handsome,
and good. A true' gentleman will never look
on the faults of a pretty woman, withobt shu
Ling his eyes.",
Amverve, hearing that a Roman knight,
who had lived extravagantly. had died over
whelmed in debt, and that his goods were to
be sold at auction. gave orders to roay. 4--- : - "
.o.s tiers - expressing
their surprise. •• I should like," said he, to have•
the bedstead nn which he could sleep who
owed so much." ;. •
To CURE CoitSs.—Scrape the corn so as to,
nearly cause it to bleed—apply a salve, com
posed of Calomel and Lard—renew the appli
cation three or four times a week—keep the
feet Clean ; and wear loose shoe+. A positive
cure will be effected. So says one who has
tried it.
Powta .will intoxicate the beet hearts as
wine the strongest heads. No man is - Wise
enough. odr good enough. to be trusted with
unlimited power ; for whatever qualifications
he may have evinced to entitle hint to she pris
session oliadangerous a privilege. yes, when
possess ed. others can no longer answer -for
him. baptise be can no longer answer re f him.
self.
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