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TOWANDA:
Jtereban ftiorumn, November 2U, 1857.
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TBE HUSKCftfI.
BV JOHN G. WU ITT IKK.
Heap high the Farmer's wintry hoard!
Heap high the Golden Corn!
No richer gift has Autumn poured
From out her lavish horn.
Let other lands exulting glean
The apple from the pine,
The orange from the glossy green,
The cluster fft>m the vine :
We better love the hardy gift
Our ragged vales bestow,
To cheer us wheu the storm shall drift
Our harvest-fields with snow.
When spring time came, with flower and bud,
And grassy green and young,
And merry bob'links, in the wood,
Like mad musicians sung,
We dropped the seed o'er hill and plain,
Beneath the sun of May,
And frightened from our sprouting grain
The robber-crows away.
All through the long, bright days of June,
Its leaves grew thin and fair ;
And waved in hot midsummer's noon
Its soft and yellow hair.
And now, with Autumn's moon-lit eves,
Its harvest-time has come :
We pluck away the frosted leaves,
And bear the treasures home.
There, richer than the fabled gift
Of golden showers of old.
Fair hands the broken grain shalt sift,
And knead its meal of gold.
Let vapid idlers 101 l in silk
Around their costly board-
Give us a bowl of samp and milk,
By homespun beauty poured.
Where'er the wide old kitchen hearth
Sends op its smoky curls,
Who will not thank the kindly earth,
And bless our corn-fed girls ?
Let earth withhold the kindly root ;
Let mildew blight the rye ;
Give to the worm the orchard's fruit;
The wheat-field to the fly :
But let the good old crop adorn
The hills our fathers trod ;
Btill let us for his Golden Corn
Send up our thanks to GOD 1
IRisrtllantous.
[From the Philadelphia Bulletin ]
Beautiful Women—A Lecture by the
Countess of Landsfelt.
Madame Lola Montez came before an au
dience as large as any we have seen for a long
time, at Musical Fund Hall, on Saturday
evening. The great proportion were gentle
men, but the rows of black coats were varied
every here aud there by the bright array of
ladies fair in all the glory of silks, satins, hoops. ;
flounces and new bonnets. The fair lecturer
wore a white silk dress with a lace Casque,
and her beautiful hair was elegantly yet sim
ply arranged Many curious eyes and unwiel
dy lorgnettes were directed toward the hero
ine of so many adventures, and it is to be pre
sumed that many of her audience, led by sim
ple curiosity, saw her face for tbe first time,
although she appeared at both the Chestnut
street and Walnut street Theatres in this city
not a very long time ago.
For the information of those who did not
see the Countess on either of the above occa
sions, we may mention that she is a slight,
delicate-looking lady, about the medium height,
with black hair, a pale face—very pale indeed
—and large, deep, melancholy eyes, lighting
tip her rather care-worn features with wonder
ful power, and changing with the airiest varia
tions of expression, quickly as a thought or a j
Her gestures were simple yet graceful
and remarkably expressive, aud her voice,
which seemed to fill the hail, clear, fine and
well modulated. A mere tinge of foreign ac
cent and a slight hesitation as to a grammati
cal phrase rather added to the charm of her
pnpiant discourse.
The subject was " Beautiful Women," and
the lecturer began by reciting a classic fable
ahout the last and most difficult office imposed
on Psyche, which was to descend to the lower
regions aud bring back a portion of Proser
pine's beauty in a box. The too curious god
dess raised the top, when lo ! a vapor rose
mistily from under the lifted lid and floating
away, left the box empty and the goddess ig
norant. go it was with an attempt to arrive
at the essential charm of beauty—we strive to
2nd out its component parts, and behold the
charm has fled ! Then too, another difficulty
a f!c ; beauty has no fixed standard ;no im
mutable regulation* A beautiful woman in
the luited States is not a beautiful woinau in
t ckin, and the notion about beauty among
the Mongols, differs from the Eurojiean idea.
e itnaeiue a graceful and delicate woman
beautiful, and the beauties of Rubens weigh
three hundred pounds ! Even his Graces are
■jj'•' So that the to futlon —the essentially
beautiful, is .hard to find. Some writers have
attempted to surmount the difficulty by de
claring that nothing in itself is beautiful or
otherwise ; it becomes so by association ; but
. ' s making beauty a rherely negative quali
-7i to which we cau hardly agree.
Red hair has generally been considered
wher than beautiful ; yet in Queen Elizabeth's
ttwe it was extremely fashionable, and Mary
yaeen of Scots, who had beautiful dark hair,
*ore red fronts in compliment to the red hair
? Queen of England. The gorgeous Cleo
patra was red haired, and the Venetian ladies
this day counterfeit golden locks. Yellow
a title to consideration, for
® wier 1 °* the goldeD fleece was o created
'♦ fallow Wr*4 fwvkf
THE BRADFORD REPORTER.
So fickle aud variable are the tests and ideas
among different nations 1 The lover of Don
gola sighs for a pair of Hps two inches thick,
[laughter] and the lover of Pekin could not
endure a lady whose feet were large enough
to walk upon. A Circassian Helen is straight
nosed, and has a fair complexion—it is the
type of beauty of Circassia. Cross but a
mountain, to Tartary, and high noses and tan-
Led skins are the lover's lean ideal.
But I must stop this discussion, lest I sweep
away from the heart and eyes of any lover the
charms upon which his lady is now reposing.
(Laughter and applause.)
While studying the English language, I was
struck with the declaration in Mr. Hume's
Essays, that nothing in itself was beautiful or
the reverse ; that our ideas of it arise from
sentiment and opinion ; and that an infallible
standard is ireqiossible to be settled. It is
said that sixty women sat to Canova for his
\ enns, and that his idea was made up from
a comparison and consideration of the charms
of this whole nnmber I
The beauty of women has settled and un
settled the fate of empires and republics, said
the fair lecturer, who went on to quote from
Lucian on this point. She then cited the He
len of Homer, guilty cause of so much blood
shed, yet before whose loveliuess the uplifted
sword of Priam fell, nnd his mighty arm sauk
nerveless to his side.
The power of beauty was further discussed,
nnd the Countess quoted Pope's " beauty
draws us by a singie hair." She then spoke
of the slight character of the charms which
hud so often overturned empires and disturbed
the peace of nations. Indjed, she had often
been forced to reflect on Milton's lines, " and
what adinirest thou, 0 man !" when in the
company ot kings and nobles in Europe.
The evanescence of beauty was the next
point touched on by the Countess, and she
spoke with genuine pathos of the fading and
fleeting charm which hovers about the loveli
ness of women. A breaking wave i 3 most
beautiful just as it pauses on the curl ; the
setting sun glorifies the world and melts into
the divine beauty of evening ; but the loveli
uess of woman knows no second life. The
wave may rise aud break again end the sad
dest and loveliest evening but awaits a morn
ing to the full as beautiful. The rose may
die amid its perfume in the autumn, but it lives
again in May. Woman only knows no second
May. "We all do fade as a leuf" Aud
while that ladv combs her tresses before her
glass, does she reflect that they are growing
gray ?
But in vain shall I attempt to preach down :
the charm of lieauty ; pulpits have for I don't
how many thousand years shown its illusion, i
its vanity, its evanescence ; yet no feather has '
ever been plucked from its wing, no leaf ever
stripped from its crown.
But the subject at present under considera- 1
tiou was the beauty of women and the best j
means of its development and preservation,
and the speaker proceed to sketch the types
of beauty she had met in various parts of tlie
world, for her experience had been so wide
that she had seen the loveliest womeu in all
the principal nations of the earth. She thought
the most perfect types of female beauty she j
had ever seen, were in aristocratic circles in
Europe. England came first, and in heropin- '
ion, the Duchess of Sutherland was the most j
beautiful woman she had ever seen. In Fiance ;
the charm of the woman consists more in their ]
vivacity, and in the easy gracefulness of their ;
manners. In Italy, the women are loving and :
lovely. They must have plenty of love and j
" lots " of intrigue.
Speaking of Turkish beauties, she mention- '
ed that through the courtesy of Sir Stratford
de Ivedcliffe, then English minister at Con- i
stantinople, she had visited the Sultan's ha
rem. The beauties in this " institution " were J
all fat ; huge masses of butter and pounded
rose leaves. [Laughter.] She excited their
deepest commiseration on her appearance there
because she was not fat, and these pieces of ;
Turkish " furniture " wanted to stuff her with ,
their butter and rose leaves. [Renewed mer-;
riment.l Should your American Plato, Mr. '
Ralph Emerson, ever visit the dominions of
the Sultan and see these specimens of Turkish ;
beauty, he would eertainly exclaim, " II hat
(Juan-ti t y." [lt is impossible to give on pa-j
per the inimitable fun there was in this " take
off" on Mr. Emerson's solemn, ex cathedra !
tone. The fair speaker stood stern and solemn
as a sphynx, and with a look as grave and \
awful as that of the "Transcendental Vankee'" ;
himself, she enunciated What Quan-li-ty ! at
the same time bringing her petite clenched '
hand down npon the desk, to cap the empha-!
sis "j—The lecturer continued in tliis strain at I
considerable length, giving her experience of i
beautiful womeu in all parts ot the world.— |
She then proceeded to speak of the causes of i
the decay of beauty. Late hours, dissipation '
and unwholesome feeding, were fatal toicuiale
beauty.
Strong coffee and hot bread and butter at
breakfast, cannot fail to bring on bilious dis
eases, and the ultimate destruction of beauty
sooner or later ; and then for dinner, said she,
first soup, then fish, then roast, boiled, pastry,
pies, cakes, ice cream, beer, champagne !
What human stomach can stand such a me
lange as that !
After dilating on what destroyed beauty,
she gave as a recipe for its preservation the
observance of Temperance, exercise and clean
liness. Upon the necessity of the latter, she
placed great stress. The tepid bath she con
sidered a great preserver of health, and con
sequently of beauty. In France at one time,
it became fashionable for the beauties to bathe
in milk as a means of preserving their charms.
This practice caused a great scarcity in the
lacteal commodity, ana a rise in its price,
and after a time the argus-eyed police of Pa
ris discovered that the servants were in the
habit of selling the milk back again to the
venders, ami the latter would then dispose of
it to their custodiers for tbe tea and coffee of
the latter, after it 1 had already done duty for
bathing 1 purposes I
Tbe lecturer was of opinion tWfc tepid wa
or and bran answered the fsme purport as
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milk as an agent for keeping the skin soft and
smooth, and she instanced the case of a lady
who slept each night with her face covered
with a paste made of bran. Even now it is
the fashion in Paris for ladies to sleep with
their faces done up in slices of raw beef to
keep off wrinkles ! What a sight, said the
lively lecturer, for a lover I his mistress's face
sandwiched in beef and tied up in a napkiu !
But such sights are not for lovers to see, or
even hear of.
But I hope, said she, that every gentleman
present will be gallant enough to hear noth
ing ot these secrets of the toilette which I am
disclosing to the ladies. She then instanced
some strong cases of ladies who strove to pre
sent au elegant appearance, and of the means
they adopted to keep at bay the ravages of
time. One lady she knew who had her white
satin boots sowed on her each day, and ripped
off her again at night, and a pair of boots ne
ver did service but a single day. This ex
travagance was quite common in former days
among the beauties of luxurious courts.
This entertaining lecture was then closed
by some very sensible remarks about the gra
ces of the mind and the heart being more im
portant than the beauty of the face or form.
With merit, amiability, tenderness and good
sense, the homeliest woman is lovely ; with
out them the most beautiful woman is unat
tractive to the appreciating. The speaker
had known and seen lovely women everywhere
from St. James to St. Petersburg, from Tur
key to the islands of the Pacific, and she had
never seen beauty or grace which would atone
for an unlovely or unamiable heart. And, in
deed, she never met with a truly lovely wo
man that she did not fall in love with her and
wish to be a man that she might marry her.
The lecture here closed amid cordial ap
plause, which had been generally bestowed
at Intervals throughout the entire discourse
as it sparkled through an hour aud a half.
THE YANKEE AND HIS CHICKENS —One of
those peculiarly slab-sided gaunt Yankees,
which the prolific soil down East produces in
abundance, lately emigrated and settled down
in the vicinity of Chestnut Hill. He was the
very picture of a mean, shiftless Yankee, but
as he put himself to work in good earnest to
get his house to rights, the neighbors willing
ly lent him a helping hand. After he got
everything according to his notions, a thought
struck him that he had no chickens, aud he
was powerful fond of sucking raw eggs. lie
was too honest to steal them, and too mean
to buy them. At last a thought struck him,
he could borrow. He then went tea neigh
bor and accosted him :
" Wall, I reckon you hain't got no old hen
nor nothin' you would lend me for a few
weeks ?"
" I will lend you one with pleasure," replied
his neighbor, picking out one of the finest in
his coops. The Yankee took the hen home,
and then went to another neighbor and bor
rowed a dozen of eggs. He set the hen on
the eggs, and in due course of time she hatch
ed out a dozen chickens. The Yankee was
again puzzled, lie could return the hen, but
how was he to return the eggs. Another idea,
and whoever saw a Yankee with >ut one, came
to his relief, he would keep the hen until she
laid a dozen eggs. He then returned the hen
and the eggs to their respective owners, re
marking as he did so :
" Wall. I guess I've got as fine dozen of
chickens as you ever laid your eyes on, and
they did'nt cost me a cent nnther."
CIVILITY AND SUCCESS. —A New York pa
per has the following on this subject, which,
possibly, may help " Young America" to see
the value of the quality we are speaking of :
—" Within a few years, a couple of gentle
men—oue of whom was a foreigner—visited
the various locomotive workshops of Philadel
phia. They called at the most prominent one
first, stated their wishes to look through \he
establishment, and made some inquiries of a
more sjiecific character. They were shown
through the premises in a very indifferent
manner, and no special pains were taken to
give them any information beyond what their
own inquiries drew forth. The same results
followed their visits to the several larger es
tablishments. By some means they were in
duced to call on one of a third or fourth rate
character. The owner was himself a work
man, of limited means ; but on the applica
tion of the stranger, his natural urbanity of
manner prompted him not only to show all
that iie It ad, but to enter into a detailed ex
planation of the working of his establishment,
and of the very superior manner in which he
could conduct his factory, if additional facili
ties of capital were afforded him. Tne gen
tlemen left him, not only favorably impressed
towards him, but with the feeling that he
thoroughly understood his business. Within
a year he was surprised with an invitation to
visit St. Petersburg. The result was, his lo
comotive establishment was removed there
bodily. It was the agent of the Czar who
had called on him, in company with an Ameri
can citizen. He has recently returned, having
accumulated a large fortune, and still receives
from his Russian workshops about a hundred
thousand dollars a year. He invests his mo
ney in real estate, and has already laid the
foundation for the largest fortune of any pri
vate individual in Philadelphia, and all tne re
sult of civility to a couple of strangers."
BDaT The happiest man in the world is the
man with just wealth enough to keep him iu
spirits, and just childreu enough to make him
industrious.
fOT* A girl on a visit to the city, and fresh
from the woods and wilds, wins one day asked
" How she liked the country T" " Oh, ma'am,"
replied the girl, " I'd like the country very
well if it were in the city."
tgr'JL printer, in setting up,." we are but
parts of a stupendous whole," by mistake of
a letter, made it read, "Wo are but farts" of
a#upod' > a? wß#?# "
THE WOLVES ON THE TRACK,
Lost in her own thoughts, Ella bad little
heeded a noise which was heard time to time
and which she fancied the fall of avalanches
from crag to crag in the mouutaius. But now
all on a sudden she remarked that her father
had several times turned his head to look back,
and that bis face wore a troubled expression.
" What is it, father ?" she asked ; "is there
anything the matter ?"
" Nothing, nothing," he answered, in a short,
stern manner not at all usual for him—" I hope
nothing" ; and then murmured to himself, in a
lower toue, " God grant it ruay be nothing."
Her uneasiness by no means lessened, but
understanding he did not wished to be question
ed, she remaiued sileutj but with ber atten
tion on the alert to discover the cause for
anxiety. The dull noise in the rear certainly
increased, and was heard at fitfnl intervals,
now almost swelling into a note, then dying
away, and was decidedly nearer than when
first she had remarked it. Tbe horses, too, j
seemed by some wonderful instinct to partake
her father's uneasiness. Just then the noise j
began afresh, and now an unmistakable howl ;
sent a flash of certainty into her mind. Un
able longer to bear the suspense, she half rose, I
and gasped out, "O, father, is it—is it the j
wolves ?"
" They are a long way behind," said An
dreas ; " we shall reach home well never
fear."
But the farmer's face contradicted his cheer
ful words, and, with a sinking of heart us if its
action had been stopped, and then a tumul
tuous rush of blood through her veins, Ella
sank back on her seat. It was a fearful
revulsion of feeling to be thus suddenly torn
from a state of dreamy reverie, and brought
face to face with a great danger. The faint
ing sensation was over directly, and, closing
her eyes for a moment and murmuring a heart
felt prayer, her natural conrage returned.—
Ella had till then only seen dead wolves, the
trophies of the chase, and once or twide one
securely muzzled ou its way to some foreign
menagerie ; but too many dreadful jwolf-stories
are current round Norwegian hearths in the
winter for her not to divine the greatness of
the peril, and she tried to calculate their prob
able distance from home, and the chances of
escape.
Frau Ingeborg next heard the howl, and
asked the same terrified question as her daugh
ter. " O God, my poor children !" was her
only exclamation ; aud then she, too, was calm
and still. Nearer, nearer is the howling—fas
ter go the terrified horses ; their instinct has
told them the danger. Ella gently disengages
herself from the sleeping Olaf, and unbidden,
get out the rifle and powder-flask, and in si
lence looks to the loading. Andreas's eye
falls on her ; he is even at that moment pleas
ed to see the fruit of the training he has
given his child in her pale, composed face and
steady hand, like a brave Norse Maiden as
she was. ller eyes a'e now strained to look
back as far as she can. Ere long, ou the brow
of a hill they have descended, she sees a black
moving mass against the sky. " I see them,
father, but they are far off yet."
A groan escapes from Andreas. " God
help ns then !" lie mutters. Wife aud daugh
ter read his face, and from their hearts, too,
goes up that agonized prayer. Ah ! well may
they pray it. On come the pack, some lialf
hu ou red gaunt., hungry their dismal
howl freezing the life-blood of the Junsens.—
The horses bound onwards with red nostrils
and panting sides ; they go like the wind but
the distance is steadily diminished. And the
the howl of the wolves sounds like a mccking
demon cry, " Ha, ha ! ye go fast, we faster ;
ye are tew, we are many ; it is our turn now ;
ye are the hunted, we the hunters. Ha, ha !
how like ye the change ?'
" Would it not be possible," said Ella, " to
take refuge in one of these chatlets ? Could
we not barricade ourselves there ?"
" It would be only quicker death ; the
wolves would soon force the door ; there
would lie no fastenings of sufficient strength to
resist them."
They looked above, around—neither help
nor hope was to be seen ; the pitiless earth
was wrapped in one vast winding sheet of
snow, and the cold glancing lights in the sky
revealed only too clearly their desperate con
dition. A cold damp stands on the farmer's ,
brow ; still lie guides his horses with firm j
hand, speaks encouragingly to them, and |
though he, knowing the peril best has given;
up hope first, he relaxes no effort. It was j
hard, in the flush of manhood, the prime of j
life, with the blood coursing through every j
vein in strength and power, to have nothing to |
do but die. As lie looks at his dear ones, he i
thought, were these but safe, death would not j
be so fearful ; and then the image of the plea-1
sant home at Ravensdol rose up before him, j
and to leave all this-, to die and leave no name, j
no heir behind him, it was hard ! Was it
not a triumph of Christian faith that he, thus j
circumstanced, could bow his head meekly and !
say, " Thy will lie done?" Daine Ingeborg!
said nothing, bnt her tears fell fast over the !
nestliug Ruoul she was straining to her heart ;
and as the child started at the noise, she hush
ed hitn off to sleep as if he had been in his
little bed at home, thankful that one at least
of her darlings was spared the anguish of this
valley of the shadow of death. And yet to
her arose a ray of light, a gleam of happiness,
aud she thought that she and all her dear
oues would cross the river of death at the
same time ; no widowhood, no orphanage, no
idleness —the parting of a moment, and - then
the eternal reunion in bliss. Olaf, roused by
his sister's rising, had awoke, and seeing the
wolves, had bnrst out into terrified crying ; but
when Ella gently bade him pray to God aud
try to be a brave boy, he caught the infection
of her calmness. Swallowing his tears, he
knelt on the seat, and hiding his face in the
fur wraps, that he might not see the objects
of his dread, he manfully tried to stifle his sobs,
and repeated over and over again his simple
prayer, " O Lord please drivp. away
ithese dreadful wolves, and let us all get eafe
homo." Of all, EHe woe the beppie;?*-, far
one great comfort was hers, her best-beloved
was safe, and as she thought, with a thrill of
joy that seemed strange at such an iustaut,
throngh an act of self-denial to which she hud
urged him, and which God was blessing by
his deliverance. The wolves were gaining fast;
they could distinguish the fiery eyes, the
red tongues hanging out. Ellu, as she saw one
in advance, quite close to them, cried out,
" Father, father ! the rifle."
" Then take reins an instant," said he, as
he took the weapon from her hand. Ella
obeyed, the horses wanted little guidauce, aud
the wolf fell dead beneath her father's sure
aim. There was a step of the whole pack,
and the Jatiseus almost dared to hope. An
dreas's face was gloomy as before. " Only a
check," murmured he ; " they are mud with '
hunger. The oue I hare killed will be devour
ed, and then "
His words were verified ; in Ave minutes'
time they again heard the baying of the pack,
and they were soon in sight, their appetite
j whetted by the taste of blood, on, on, with
I increased ardors for the chase. Agoin was
one shot down—again occurred the temporary i
lull, and afresh began that ghostly hunt.
" There is but one charge more, lather," j
said Ella.
" We will save it as long as we can," was '
Andreas's reply. And his voice was hoarse
and husky.
* * * * * *
j " Bv-the by, I heard some unpleasant news
at the farm I was at yesterday They say a
large pack of wolves has come down from the
fields to the northward ; the early and severe
winter this season is supposed to have driven
them down. Some hunters out on a bear
chase, a few days back, had a very narrow es- j
cape ; they report the wolves as going to tbe !
south.
" I hope not," said Hugo ; " they had 1
heard nothing about it at Ravensdal, no more !
had I, but then I came from the contrary di- I
rectioo. I hope not, though I should like it
above everything if we could muster a strong
party and have a good hunt ; but wolves are
fearful foes to meet unprepared."
Undefined apprehensions he could not shake
off filled the young man's inind, aud after try- ;
to talk of other things he came back to the
to the wolves, and to speculations as to their
I position and movements. So time sped ou, ;
| and he paced up and down with a growing
uneasiness he in vain told himself was un- j
i grounded and absurd, and he longed for the [
return of the sleigh to terminate these secret '
fears. Eric bad been listening intently for
some minutes, and all at once exclaimed,
" There, now, I hear a howl."
Hugo threw himself on the snow to hear
better, and ere long the same sound.
" I fear—l fear it is so ;it is far off, but oh,
in the same direction they have taken."
After some moments of intense attention. '
both men satisfied that it was not the howl cf 1
a solitary wolf, and that it was steadily ad- !
vaneing.
" Oh, tell me what can we do, I 'cried Hugo ; !
it is ou the track which leuds from the town, •
just the time when they would be on the road i
My poor Ella, what can I do ?"
" Unarmed as we are, it is only by remain- '
ing here we can be of any service, and this is
a position we can easily defend, With that i
amount of firewood at our back, I would defy j
an army of wolves. Look I the chalet stands
in a recess cf rock ; from point to point we
can make a rampart of fire." So saying, he
to airauge fagots in a line from one point of a |
rock to the other, leaving an open space in the
centre. " I think with you, young man, that
our friends are on their road, and that the
wolves are pursuing thorn, else we should not j
hear that continuous howling nearer and near- j
er. lam leaving this space for the sledge to I
pass ; the wolves would never dare to attempt ■
to follow through such a wall of flame as we ;
can raise."
" Hist ! I near the gallop of horse," said
Hugo, kneeling on the snow.
" Then set tire to our barrier ; it may be a
beacon to them, and shew them where we
are."
This was soon done, and the bright pine
wood flame was ere iong streaming into the
sky
Now," said Erie, " get more fagots ready,
for you and I must be prepared to close up
the passage immediately the sleigh is safe."
" But the horses," said Hugo, "will they
pass between two such fires as we have
liere ?"
" No fear ; they are terrified enough to
leap over a precipice if it catne in their wav
—anything, everything—to escape those that
are after them."
A few minutes passed in breathless suspense,
during which the noise of horses aud wolves
became louder and louder.
"Ah ! there tliey are," cried Hugo, " and
the whole pack close behind. They see us ;
Andreas is flogging the horses. O God !
there is a great wolf close upon them—oh, I
would give ten years of my life for a rifle for
one instant. Andreas dares not leave the
reins. Ella is standing up ; she has the rifle.
Good Heavens ! the wolf will spring at her.
No, she has fired—shot him down—my brave
Ella, my own dear girl !"
Another second and the sledge was in the
haven of refuge provided by the forethought of
the pedler, safe from the ruthless WOITOS be
hind the barrier of flame.— Rentiers Jliseel
lany.
THE FORCE OF EMPHASIS, in giving meaning
to a sentence, is well illustrated by the brief
colloquy which wc overhenrd the other day,
between two |>ersons : " Do you iuiagiue mc a.
scoundrel, sir?" demanded one, indignantly
"No, 1 do not imagine you to be one."
THE BEAUTY OF WOMAN transcends all other
form of beauty, as well in the sweetness of its
suggestions, as in the delicious flavor it awak
ens. Tbe beauty of a lovely woman is an in
spiration ; a trwee* delirium ; a gentle mad
ness Her look* ar lor? .potfacs.
VOL. XVIII. —NO. 25.
Kay In Lynohburg Va., there is a lad pro
verbial for being a bad speller. The school
that he attended has among its many roles
I and regulations one that requires the scholars
to spell a column iu the dictionary and "irive
the meanings," just as the school open®.
this lad was " foot " of his class. The next
day the first word was admittance. This lad
had been walking around sight seeing, wheu
his CJPS fell upon a circus bill, which among
other inducements to draw a crowd, had
! mittance twenty-five cents ; uiggers and cbild
i ren half price." Our yoong friend spelt ths
I word and learned it by heart
xt day, strange to say, the head boy
missed, and the next, and so on, until it cams
' to our particular friend, who was iu the raeau
-1 time ail excitement with the hope of getting
" head," being sanguine that be was right.—-
Here's the result :
Teacher—Boy at the foot, spell admittance,
Boy—Ad-mit-tance, Admittance.
Teacher—Give tho definition.
Boy—Twcuty-flve cents ; niggers and chll
| drea liaif price !
fiSF A Western pettifogger, while conduct
ing a suit before a justice of the peace, seeing
! that his case was going against him, broke
; forth in the following indignant strain :
" Go on with yer abuse, yer infernal bull
j heads 1 s'pose likely you think you are go
| ing to get this case. Well, mebby yer will
! get it ; iny client can't git no justice done him
: afore this. But, sir, we're enough for ye, the
hull on ye. Me and my client can't never be
intimidated ner tyranized over ! mark that !
and, sir, just so sure as this court decides
aginst us, we'll file a writ Of progander, sir,
and—"
Here he was interrupted by the opposite
counsel, who wanted to know what he meaut
by a writ of progauuer. ,
" Mean ? Why a writ of progander it's a
—a —it's a—well, I don't just remember the
exact words, but it's what'll knock thunder
out of yer blasted one-horse courts."
86T An oid woman, during the last war
was greatly concerned about the Indians, of
whose cruelty she had heard alarming state
ments. Meeting & soldier she demauded to
know the news. " Why, madam," said he,
" the Indiana hare fixed a crowbar under Lake
Erie and are going to turn it over and drowu
the worid !"
" Oh, mercy ! what shall T do ?" And
away she ran to tell her neighbors of the dan
ger, and inquired of the Minister how such a
calamity could be averted.
" \\ by,"' said he, " yon need not be alarm
ed, we have our Maker's promise that he would
not again destroy the world by water."
" I knew that," returned the old lady baa
tily, " but he has nothing to do with it, it'a
them pesky Injins."
KIOHT or SITFIUUK. —The following is too
good to be lost. It is often made a subject of
complaiut that ministers of the gospel partici
pate in political matters. Au anecdote of
Mr. Field, who lived iu Yermout several years
ago, contains a good reply. As the reverend
gentleman Went one time to deposit his vote,
the officer who received it being a friend and
parishioner, but of opposite politics, remark
ed :
" I am sorrv Mr. Field to see you here."
" Why !" asked Mr. Field.
" llecuuse." said thejoffieer, "Christ said ilia
kingdom was not of this world "
" Has no one a right to vote," said Mr.
Field, " unless he belongs to the kingdom of
Satan."
This at once let in a fay of light to the
darkened chambers of the officer's crauium,
which he never thought of before.
tey A boy got his grandfather's gun and
loaded it, but was afraid to fire ; he, however,
liked fun of loading, and so lie put in another
charge, but was still afraid to fire. lie kept
oil charging, but without firing, until he got
six charges in the old piece, llis grandmother
Laming liis temerity, smartly reproved him,
and grasped the old continental uud discharg
ed it. The result was tremendous, throwing
the old lady on her back ! She promptly
struggled to regain her feet, but the boy cried
out, •'lay still, granny—there are five mor*.
eharges to go off yet I"
H&r A few days since, one of our learned
counsellors deemed it necessary to shake the
testimony ot a Mr. Hntterwortli, by impugning
his veracity. The witness being culled to the
stand, the lawyer commenced—
" Do you know Mr. 11 utter worth ?"
" Yes "
" What is Bulterworth ?"
" Two and ten pence a pound, although I
have paid as high as—
" That will do sir. You can take yonr
seat."
IHy" In San Francisco, when n Chinaman
is convicted of a crime, they cut off his tad be
fore sending him to prison. To thus lose an
appendage of which lie is so proud, is a great
mortification to a Chinaman.
A OROWJS-G A'OIT?;. —" IX ain't f growing
| tall ?"
'• Why, what'® yonr height, sonny ?"
"Why, I'm seven foot, lacking a yard—-
| Ain't that, smc, old boss ?"
• 'j&r Bonaparte Resented Morean on on®
l occasion with a magnificent pair of pistols, and
paid him a striking compliment. " I intend
cd." said he, " to-have the names of your vic
tories engraved upon them, but there was uot
r>oi far them."
©©• " You charge a dollar for killing a calf
you smutty rascal," said planter to o oit
i negro " So. DO, EBS ssa" rep Hid the gent>
t re*® fiT.ro Africa. " ® fifty cents for kit
|,lcnj e'f, snd f.fy frr tn® bw * rit"