ONE DOLLAR PER ANNUM, INVARIABLY IN ADVANCE. TO WANDA: Satnrbao fllorninn. Xootmbtt 17. 1855. Stltcteb IJoetrj. THE CRISIS . BY JOHN G. WDITTIER. Now. )">' ami thanks forevermore! Tin* dreary night,has well nigh passed ; The slumbers the grave. These night-winds—so mild, prfuined—are hut the heavy breath of the '"A and the sheen of the itarlighl but the ••lie of death. y. .1! tiie fever, if taken in hand a' onee, up - hr?t attack, may be easily coiujm red, but irately, it throws its victim off his guard. at its approach, yon enjoy an unwon -'-larity and elasticity of spirits—a lightness • a buoyaucy so delicious that you feel as ( . V(JU could soar on eagles's wings. Then in the next stage, a slight tremor of ■ nerves, a shiver over the whole frame,then . -• > Hi the back and then a burning heat,as tab r' 001 " V, '" IS ra " re a "d your flesh were . '■ tu an oven. The remedies now are the - "Hate attendance of an experienced pliysi •r(|'i Uu " t " r( ' baths, a mild cathartic, then go 1 c and keep your nerves qniet ; a favora iirf Ul "' er biir circumstances w ill sjtee- IHIQ" ° ~W ' a "d you will escape, But so insi *•7* advances of the foe that few can •onri'i',• l ' lls ' s '"deed Yellow Jack, whose *1 to h|■ sO . dread. Most people are indue* *f U ' l ' le '" at altac k merely a slight touch nl b'ver, and no physician is sent .. 4lf] ' right, they imagine, without Vj trdi ' Ut a ' a *' '*' s K l 'p >* there and he will t 'juickly fellows the throb t;il,le ' tbe l ' !f '' , - e " t 'd head, the increased I'r..^ i* lu through your whole system; Mildly rolling eves, the saffron hue, .flsiiia a?*ui rajjaj # > T~ . , •; ~, : : THE BRADFORD REPORTER. the deepening sallow tint overspreadiug tin whole frame—then comes a lull, the fever abates, a delicious calm ensues and the patient feels quite well. Perhaps he sits down at his desk and writes a short note to come dear friend, thanking God that he is saved, that all is over ! He rises from his chair, his head reels, one terrible jet from his lips, he endeavors to reach his bed—staggers—falls—all is indeed over—he is dead ! Two years ago, during the prevalence of 4 be yellow fever in New Orleans, a distUg ed vocalist, a man of herculean frame, wasl' ek ed, and after the regular course of the svnii)- toms I have detailed, suddeuly rose from bis sick bed imagining that he was already con valescent, and steppiug across the apartment, sang with intense pathos and power the address of Edgardo in the graveyard to the mistress of his heart; as the last uotes rang through the rooiu, he fell to the lloor a corpse. The same year, and in the same city, while desolation hung over every home, a gay party of ladies and gentlemen determined if possible to shake off the spell and drive awav the gloom of death by the charms of social enjoyment.— As the carriages that bore them swiftly over the Shell Road to the Lake rattled along, uaught was heard but the merry song and jo cund laugh, aud the hospital iuu ouce reached there was a luxurious supper provided, aud pleasure ruled the hour. Foremost among the happy guests was a radiant bride, in year ; she was a Ncw-\ orker, and dazziinglv, superbly beautiful, while the brightness of her lovely eyes was rivaled only by the brilliance j of her wit. Sprightly, accomplished, lovely as ! she was, there could be no gloom, no sadness iu her presence ; her very coming made " a sunshine in the shady place." So passed the pleasant evening ; midnight caiue and the com pany betook themselves again to their carriages and started for home ; and as thev passed along the road on their return in that charming night, there on the right of them, waved the dark cypress boughs of the cemetery, with gronjis of gloomy figures gathered inside and at the entrance waiting for the dead, and the ribald jest aud oath of the grave diggers pro- | failing the sanctity of the scene as they plied their work, relatives and frieuds waiting 'till the trench should be hollowed out for those j they had brought there to bury. At last, they ' reached the city and saw the town illuminated as it for some great festival, the red glare blaz ing from every window and lighting up the sky. i Any stranger coming iu would have thought that some high jubilee was being held there, 1 some rejoicing for national triumph, but the | lights were only those that beamed from the 1 windows of the sick chambers. Next morning ! the husband, who had been absent from the j city oil some brief call of business, returned, J and hurrying to his home was surprised to fiud it hushed and gloomy. Meeting a servant as he was hastening up stairs, he asked, " Where is your mistress ?" " She is ill of the fever, ! Sir. In a moment he was in her room where i she lay stricken by the pestilence on her bed. | The Doctor, who stood by, answered his first frantic look and exclamation with such words las these : " Late hours, Sir ! Rich suppers and gay company—a quite sufficient prepara tion for the yellow fever, Sir !" " And how, how has this been ?" was the agonized and j even angry rejoinder of the husband. But as i he spoke lie turned toward bis wife. There she lay, her eyes glittering with delirium. Her once fresh lips scaled and parched, her cheeks that glowed like roses but last night, sunken and sallow, and her whole frame writhing in the tortures of the frightful malady. Well, iu what anguish may be imagined, he watched be [ side her ail that dreadful morning. Afternoon came and her fever had abated ; she was bet- j ter ; with rapture he thought she was saved ; ! restored to cheerfulness he left his house for a j tew moments and went to a friend, to whom he was relating what a terrible fright he had mi-! dergone and the happiness he now felt at his ! wife's deliverance. While he stood there speak ing, a little boy came running up and said— -44 Are you not Mr. ?" 44 Yes, that is my name." " Well, please Sir, your wife's dead." He fell senseless to the pavement, but was lift ed up and after due attendance which rc-torcd him to consciousness, was conveyed bv his friend to the house of the d < eased. There lav the last remains of his young bride. A coffin was procured and the body placed within. Ere night came on he and his friend accompanied that coffin over tlie same road, and to the same Cypress Grove which she had passed in joyous- j ness and beauty, the night before. At the entrance of the Cemetery, a gentleman asked, 44 Who is there ?" The name of the dead lady I was pronounced. 44 What," he exclaimed, with I a great oath, 44 the same who rode along with j us hut tweuty-four hours ago I" Yes, it was j she, and the person who spoke was one of the j same company. That was her her escort and j her burial service. No scenes can so develope the character of inau as those which are witnessed during the ravages of the pestilence ; it brings out all the levity, sensuality, coarseness, and brutality of his nature. It brings out all the selfishness of his character. The conventional restraints of conunou life are riven as the earthquake rives and sunders iron bolts. Then the sole princi ple is every man for himself, God for us all, and the Devil take the hindmost. But, thank God, it has been reserved for our own chosen land, for onr civilization and our humanity un der the Divine auspices of our holy religion to bring out also the good that is in man, and to show him, rich and poor, working, helping,and miuistering side by side on the streets and in the hovels where disease and poverty struggle together. Need I here allude to that profes sion which claims such undivided homage from us all—the medical profession. [Great ap plause. J Aye, there are other heroes than those of the Crimea, other fame untarnished by tears, and laurels not dipped in blood ; there have been noble heroes, there, in our smitten cities of the South, whose gallant deeds, whose glorious achievements overwhelm and darken all the tinsel of the battle-field. In the twen ty-six members of the modical profession who have fallen martyrs to the pestilcuce in Nor folk and Portsmouth, sacrificing themselves lor PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY AT TOWANDA, BRADFORD COUNTY, PA., BY E. O'MEARA GOODRICH. t the eternal love of man, we have names of r which our conutry should be proud—which she t should emblazon in bright letters on the lofti s est monuments she rears to self-sacrifice and r worth. II I ( CURIOUS FACTS CONCERNING DYSPEIISIA.— 0 The effect of mental disquietude in producing -] this prevalent complaint, is far greater than is supposed. It is well known that persons in e good health, of sound digestive organs, who j take plenty of exercise, and are free from anx . iotv, may eat almost anything, and in quanti- K ties which would kill those in different crcum s stances. In reference to this point, Dr. Brig . ham, an English medical writer, observes : "We do not fiud dyspepsia prevalent in coun s tries where the people do eat most enormously, f Travellers in Siberia say that the people there often eat forty pounds of food in one day. Ad miral Seripchoff saw a Siberian eat, directly ; after breakfast, twenty-five pouuds of iioilcu j rice, with three pounds of butter. But dyspep ; sia is not a common disease in Siberia We do , not learn from Captain Perry or Captain Lyon, . the Arctic travellers, that their frieuds, the . Esquimaux, are very nervous and dyspeptic, though they individually eat ten or twelve [ pounds of food per day, washing it down with 1I a gallon or so of train oil. Captain Lyon was I : to be sure, a little concerned for a delicate . young lady Esquimaux, who ate her candles, • wicks and all, yet he does not allude to her in ability to digest them." ! "BY AND BY." —There's music enough in i those three words for the burden of a song.— i There is hope wrap ed up in them, an articu late beat of the human heart. By and by ! \\ e heard it as long ago as we can remem : : ber, w hen we made brief but perilous journeys 1 from chair to table, and from table to chair • again. We heard it the other day, when two part ed that had been " loving in their lives," one to California, and the other to her lonely ■ home. • | Everybody says it—some time or other.— The little boy whispers it when he dreams of exchanging the little stubbed boots like a i man The man murmurs it—when in life's middle watch, he sees his plans half finished, and his hopes, yet in the bud, waving iu the cold late ; spring. The old man says it—when he thinks of put -1 ting off the mortal for the immortal, to-day for i to-morrow. The weary watch for the morning whiles away the dark with 44 by and by." Sometimes it sounds like a song ; sometimes there is a sigh or a sob in it. What wouldn't the world give to find it in almanacs—set down somewhere, no matter if in the dead of De* : ceinbor—to know that it would surely come. J But fairy-like as it is, flittiug like a star-beam over the dewy shadows of years, nobody can ! spare it, and we look upon the many times these words have beguiled us ; the memory of the silver "by and by" is like the sun-rise of Ossian, "pleasant, but mournful to the soul." A DISINTERESTED CONVERT. —Many years J ago there resided on the St. Johns River, in Florida, a planter uainod Hendricks.—He had ino family ; lived alone with his wife and servants, aud when every thing went on aright was a very good fellow ; but a little deviation from the usual course sufficed to throw him in to a violent passion. He was well advanced in years at the time the Territory was admit ted as a State, and being a man of violent prejudices and possessed of no education, it I was loug before he become reconciled to the J change of dynasty, and many were his threats I to leave the United States of Florida, and re turn to Georgia. During a revival under the ministrations of a Methodist minister, Mr. 11. joined the churches as one of the converts.— For some months after, affairs happened to jog on very smoothly, until eventually there occur red one of those violent hail storms and torna does so common during the summer months in tropical latitudes. These carry destruction before them: fruit trees, vegetables, live stock— all falling under the blast of the destroyer. After watching the storm for some time from an out-house, and witnessing the ruin of his crops, lie rushed wildly into the house, calling out at the top of his voice, " Wife 1 wife ! bring mc my t'other coat, I'm going to Jack sonville." At a loss to account for this sudden determination, instead of complying witli the re quest she stopped to question him. "Why, what now ?" "Get me my coat," thundered lie, " 1 don't see that God Almighty favors rue more than others ; and I'll lie (using an expletive that savored strongly of unright eousness) if I don't go straight over to Jack sonville and have my name taken off the church books. You needn't say one word, wife," cutting short her expostulations, " I'm going to do it." Aud lie did it. LAWYERS AT A DISCOUNT. —Judge W , who had been for many years a worthy occu pant of the Federal bench in Michigan, fell into a conversation, a few days since, in a bar ber's shop, with a plain, substantial-looking, and rather aged stranger, from the neighbor hood of Tecuinseh. The Judge being former ly well acquainted in that vicinity, took occa sion to ask after certain of its citizens. " You know Mr. B , do VQU ?" said the Judge. " Very well !" was the reply. " He is well, is he ?" "Quite well !" was the answer. Judge W then remarked : 44 Mr. B is a very fine man 1" "Y-e-s !" said the old man, rather cautious ly " a fine man for a lawyer— you know we don't expect a great deal of them !" SERMONS. —Sydney Smith, in reference to 1 certain parsons who, by handling the most sublime truths in the dullest language and the driest manner, so often set their hearers to sleep, nsed to ask whether sin was to be taken ! froin man as Eve was from Adam, by casting ' him into a deep slumber V " REGARDLESS OF DENUNCIATION FROM ANY QUARTER." A Lion in the Path. From a record of sporting adventure in S >♦' Africa, recently published in an Euglish maga zine, we make the following extract. It is as thrillingly graphic as anything we have met with for some time. Whilst breakfast was preparing, I proceed ed to take a saunter down to the pool, not with out some faint hopes of a bath, though I fear ed our horses, to say nothing of the other ani mals who had visited it during the night might have mudded it too much for that. However, I resolved to try, and throwing my Miuie into the hollow of my arm, and cocking my wide awake over my eyes, lounged down a path among the bushes, now well beaten by the feet of men and horses. The latter I found up to their bellies in the pool, enjoying themselves as completely as the Hies would let them ; but as the water looked uncommonly turbid, I thought 1 would skirt along a little to the left and look for a cleaner spot ; and so, climbing a short steep, covered with long grass aud un derwood. I pushed aside some branches that intervened between ine and a small clearspaee of shorter turf, and—to iny very intense aston ishment, though I must say not at that mo ment to my dismay, I was so used to the sight of them—found myself within a few yards of one of the finest mule lious I ever saw, and who was engaged with a look of grave patriarchal interest in watching the movements of the horses i below—doubtless selecting one for his break- j last. Have vou not seen Landseer's etching ! of the lion in the old Tower Meuagerie ? In exactly the same attitude, still and uninoviug, ) like a noble statue, stood this neighbor of inine; ' and for a few seconds I remained really lostiu admiration of the grand beauty of the 4 tableau' lie presented. It was, however, necessary to decide on some line of action immediately. I could not help hitting: him if I choose to fire, but if I did not kill him outright with one shot, he was soclo.se to ine that I could hardly hope to escape with out an ugly brush. Surely this was a case iu which discretion would be the better part of valor ; and as he was so absorbed in the con templation of the horses below that he he had not yet noticed me, I 44 concluded," (as Jona than would say )to steal off as I came. Ah ! that dry twig that would place itself in the way of my very first retrograde footstep ! The sharp crackle affected what the more sub dued noise of previous movements had not done, and with a short startled growl, the beast swung himself round, and in a second was star ing at me with a look which said, 44 llullo ! who arc you ?" as plainly as look could speak. Instinctively I threw my rille forward, cocking it at the same moment, and some seconds of perfect immovableness on each side ensued, du ring which I was trying to make out whether he would charge or not. The study of physi ognomy is doubtless pleasant enough on the whole ; but when your subject is a big male lion, and the question depending on the study whether you shall be summarily 44 smashed" or let alone, why, I confess it becomes (as Mr. | Weller says) too exciting to be pleasant. How I studied every feature, trying to de tect a change of some sort which might give me a elue ! It came at last ; he gradually lowered his head, and by the 44 wiggling" mo tion of his hind quarters, which 1 could just spy over his shoulder, I saw he was gathering his hind legs under him—a sure indication.— What odd things come into people's minds in moments of peril ! That movement, brought to my recollection most vividly a bitterly paral lel scene in my aunt's garden at Harrow,where 1 watched her cat gathering herself up in an exactly similar way to pounce on a wretched sparrow. The next moment he dashed at ine with a hoarse snarl, which sounded as though a giant had drawn the bow suddenly across the strings of a stupendous violoncello. I tired as he rush ed in, aiming as well as I could at the middle of his forehead. As I did so, I was swept down with the force of nn express train, and for a few seconds lost all consciousness. The first thing I was sensible of, as soon as I began to get my senses together, was the clear strong voice of X , calling to me in the most placid, though earnest manner : 44 Lie perfectly still, Walter ; its your only chance." llow my heart leuped at the voice ! Help was at hand, but the very words that announc ed it at the same time pointed out my extreme danger : it needed only the most moderate ex ercise of my returning faculties to understand why. 1 was lying on my face among the long grass at the top of the little steep I have mentioned. I could see nothing, but I could feci the lion close to me. I could hear his deep, short, an gry breath, like staccato purrs of an enormous cat--could detect a smacking noise, which I afterwards found arose from his licking at a stream of blood which flowed down the side of i his nose, from a deep sore on his forehead giv en him by my ball—nay, I could feel his huge tail, as he rolled it angrily across from side to side, rest for a moment ou my back now and then. The bitter anguish of those few years of mo ments—well,you can guess all that. Present ly I heard the rrnek of a rifle on my left a sharp whistle close to my head, and a 44 thud" on my right, as the shot told among the fur, succeeded by another short, sharp snarl louder than the first —another track, a sensation like a red hot wire across my neck, (being at the bottom of the slope they could but just sight the lion over my head, and N had fired a quarter of an inch too low,) another furious snarl, and then a roar—such a roar—within a yard of my tympanum. I never heard such a i sound out of anything, living or dead : then ! three more shots close together, and a bustle at my side, which sounded like my neighbor settling down among the grass and bushes. _ " Now roll ! roll for your life !" shouted trouble—-the dying brute in his convulsions, giviug me a kick with a hind leg which sent mc ' Hying down the steep out of the reach of fur-' thcr danger. ' A Girl to do Housework.- Early one morning, Mr. Jones was seen in his buggy, driving a spirited horse, in pursuit of a girl to do housework. This was the fonrth day of the campaign, and proved as unsuccess ful as the former ones, yet he drove on, hopin against all past experience, till meeting a neigh bor, he reined in his horse. 44 Good morning Mr. Mason ; can yon tell me where I can fim a girl to do housework ? My wife is sick, am I wish to get oue for a few weeks. lam wil ling to pay any price I" Indeed, Mr. Jones, that's a hard question: there's girls enough to be sure, but they won't do housework. Neighbor Hardpan, down ii the hollow there, has a half dozen, but I don't suppose that you could get one for love or mo ney. I've tried them time and again, but they wou't go out." Thank you," said Mr. Jones ; 44 there's no thing like trying." So saying, he stopped at the door of Mr. Hardpan. " Good morning, Mrs. Hardpan : I called to see if I could get one of your daughters to do housework for me a few days ?" " Oh ! dear man ; why, massy on us, oh Mr. Jones, you've no idea how feeble my darters are, they wouldn't be tough enough any way ; they couldn't stund it to do housework a week. Anna Maria has got a desperate lame side,and I don't purtend to put her to doing anything, | she's so feeble; and Susan Sophia has a dread lul weak stomach ; she can't eat anything un less it is cooked just so—she don't even make I her own bed ; and as for Amelia Angeline.she is troubled with a terrible palpitation of the heart ; she can't lift a pail of water. Why don't you get an Irish girl 1" Here Mrs. Hardpan paused for breath, and Mr. Jones bade her good morning, and renew ed his journey ; and just at night succeeded in getting a married woman who brought her ba by with her, to come and do a little baking and stay a day or two, till he should make a farther trial. This, reader, is no fancy sketch. And now let us for a moment look at the feebleness of Mrs. Hardpaus daughters. Anna Maria is tough enough to live in a dress which compres ses her ribs tour to six inches, and leaves for both luugs about as much room as one ought to occupy ! Of course she could not do house work. Susan Sophia can stand it to dance till midnight, then read novels till daylight, sleep till eleven o'clock in the luoruiug, cat hot cakes, and drink strong coffee for breakfast ; beef soup, butter gravies, mince pics, and fruit pud dings for dinner, poundcake, lemon tarts, ami a half dozen cups of green tea for supper : with cloves, chalk, charcoal, and slate pencils for a dessert. Poor, weak stomach ! Amelia An geline is a pale, slim, delicate creature, vet she 44 can stand" it with her breast-bone pressed upon her heart by a tight dress, so that it can scarcely beat ! No wonder it is at times oblig ed to make a 44 terrible" effort to free itself of surplus blood. Amelia Angeline, too, is strong enough to carry six or eight pounds of cotton batting, and a small 44 cut. of cloth" about her hips, wear thin shoes ; and go 44 bare-armed" in winter. What a wonder that she should have palpitation of the heart! Now, is it any wonder that young ladies, managed in this way, are not able and willing to do houfework ? Their dress, manner of liv ing, habits of thinking, all have a direct ten dency to engender and confirm disease. Hence, spinal complaint, dyspepsia, heart-disease, con sumption, etc., are the legitimate results. If we would have our daughters healthy let us see that these and kindred evils are corrected. Let them lay aside the straight-jacket and adopt a dress which allows the free motion of every joint and muscle, and the full expansion of the chest ; exchange their novels for histo ries, biography, poetry, etc. ; take at least half an hour's exercise in the open air daily during pleasant weather; retire and rise early ; ex change the hot cakes and coffee for cool bread and water; eat no rich dinners or late suppers, open the blinds, and let the light shine in up on them, if you would not have them look like plants which grew in the cellar ; take them into the kitchen, and instruct them in the va rious branches of housewifery ; do not be afraid of soiling their hands —they are much more easily cleansed than than their hetrts. And knowing how to perform the duties of the household only helps to make a ladv, nor will it lower them in the estimation of any man, whose resj>eet is worth securing. Washing, baking and sweeping need not prevent your daughters from becoming smart musicians, fin ished painters, profound mathematicians, or good wives. NEW ENGI.ANH MKETIVU HOISES. —After ti C year 17< X) the meeting-houses in New England were plain wooden structures, in most cases without steeples. The windows were trlazed with a diamond-shaped glass, the walls nii plastered, and the interior without any means of heating. Through the storms of winter the congregation shivered with the cold during the public worship. About one hundred and fifty years ago, in the interior of one of these rude edifices, upon the Sabbath, could I c en the families of New England. The men were dressed in the fashion of the age. They wore broad-brimmed hats, turned up in three corners, with loops at the side ; long coats, with large pocket folds and cuffs, and without collars ; the buttons either plated or of pure silver, and of the size of a half dollar ; shirts with bosom and ruffles, and with gold and silver buckles at the wrist, united by a link ; the neckcloth or scarfs, of very fine linen, or figured stuff, embroidered, with the ends hanging loosely. Small clothes were in fashion, and only reached to the knee, where they were ornamented witn silver buckles of liberal size ; the legs were covered with long grey tassels, though shoes were some worn, orna mented with straps and silver buckles. Tbc womeu had black silk or satin bonnets, gowns extremely long waisted, with tight sleeves, or else with very short sleeves, with an immense frill at the elhow. Females at this time wore high heeled shoes. The ministers wore large gowns andpowdercd wigs. VOL. XVI. —XO. 23. Mrs. Strongatham's Churn. Speaking of churns, a cotemporary says lie has never seen any other labor-saving coatri vance in that department, that for practical con venience and utility could compare with that, of Mrs Strongatham, a notable English house wife, whose acquaintance he had the pleasure of making in one of the rural districts of New \ ork some years since. Having occasion to call upon licr one summer morning, he fouud her occupying her huge chintz covered rocking chair, rocking and knitting as though the sal vation of the family depeuded upon the assidu ity with which she applied herself to these oc cupations. Not that she was uncivil or unso ciable by any means, for the moment he had taken the proffered chair she set in with a steady stream of talk that was as instructive as it was entertaining, for besides her admira ble qualities as a housewife, the lady possessed rare conversational powers. During the call she directed one of ber daughters to some duty in a distant part of the house, adding, " I would attend to it myself, but I must fetch this butter." Now, he* had known something of the process of " fetching butter" in his early days, and the idea of a snow-white churn and au irksome expenditure of elbow grease was as naturally associated with it in our iniud, as was tlie compensatory slice of new bread and butter after the achieve ment of the victory. We therefore cast our eyes about us involuntarily for these indica tions, but we looked in vain. Of either chnru or churning there was no more appearance than might have been seen in Queen Victoria's draw ing room any day in the week. Our curiosity was excited, and we resolved to keep our eyes open, satisfied that if we did "we should see what we should see." And we did. During a momentary pause in the conversation the lady rose from the chair, removed the cushion, raid ed a sort of trap door underneath, and looked iuto the apparent vacuum with an earnestly inquiring eye. The secret was out. Under the seat in her rocking chair was a box in which she deposited the jar of cream, and the agitation produced by the vibratory motion of the chair converted the liquid into "butter. By this arrangement the lady was enabled to kill, not two only, but four birds with the same stone. She could churn, knit, take her ease in the rocking chair, and entertain her morning guests at the same time. And such butter as she made ? T ellow as gold, sweet, as the meat of the cocoa nut, and as hard,too; it always brought the highest price in the rural market. You may brag of your patent churns if you will, but for novelty, ecouomv, conveni ence, and immaculate butter we defy them,one. and all, when brought into competition with Mrs. Strongatham's incomparable contrivance. Ot her butter we shall retain a lively and grate ful remembrance to our dying day ; her churn we shall never forget either. A TURKISH LADY BATHIVG.— Her attire is first removed. An attendant takes a glove— every day it is a new glove—of undressed silk. \\ itli the disengaged hand she pours over her mistress basin after basin of warm water. I hen, by neans of gentle friction with the glove, she slowly removes the salts and impuri ties which are deposited on the skin. This finished the attendant covers the lady from head to foot, by means of a mop of downy sdk, with a lather made of a particular emol lient soap, peculiar, I believe, to Turkey. I pon this soap depends much of that peach like softness, and snowy whitness of the skin tor which Eastern women always are so re markable. It lias the reputation of removing stains, spots, and freckles that are not deeply inurktd in the cuticle. This part of the matter having been carefully performed the lady is again deluged with water, heated to 110 or* 120 de grees, and poured from a taus (basin) of sil ver. Large towels—we might call them sheets—of the finest white muslin, riclilv em broidered with flowers and gold are wrapjied around her. And she is led into a saloon, where, reclining upon a heap of cushions, she sinks into a soft, dreamlike languor, that might, become faintuess, were it not for the assiduty with which a slave fans her. As soon as she is sufficiently recovered to bear it, another slave combs, perfumes, and disposes her hair in ornamental braids. The hour after the bath is one of sleepy loveliness. WORTH KKOWIXO. —One pound of green cop peras (cost seven ce its) dissolved in one quart of water and poured down a privy, will effec tually concentrate and destroy the foulest smells. For water closets on hoard ships and steamboats, about hotels and other places, there is nothing so nice to cleanse and purify those places, as simple green copperas, dis solved ; and for sirk rooms, it may be placed under the bed in anything which will hold water, and thus render a hospital or other places of the sick, free from unpleasant smells. For butchers' stalls, fish markets, slaughter houses, sinks, and wherever there are putrid and offensive gases, dissolve copperas and sprinkle it about, and in a few days the bad smell will pass away. If a cat, rat, or mouse die, about the house, it is sure to drive away the offensive smell. AITE.ARAXCES.—A man of steady integrity carries his.conscience in his countenance; a man <>f profligate character conceals his vices, but his countenance betrays the secret work ings of his heart. The one presents his cre dentials of worth in his looks and manners, and they are cordially received ; the creden tials of the other, however confidently present ed, are viewed with suspicion, and a shade of mistrust hangs over his character. W IIK\ Raphael was engaged in painting his celebrated frescoes, lie was visited by two cardinals who began to criticise his work and to find fault without understanding it. "Theapostlo Paul has too red a face,'' ; said one. "He blushes to sec into whose hands the ! church has fallen," replied the indignant ar tist.