LIAR PER ANNUM INVARIABLY IN ADVANCE. : B irs &an Alumina, 1, 1858. j gtletfci) fottrg. I i SONG OF OTHER DATS. I B t OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES. ■ o'er the glacier's frozen sheet ■ Bathes soft the Alpine rose, I through life's desert springing sweet, I * The flower of friendship grows ; l| A-.d as, where'er the roses grow, I some raiu or dew descends, ■ nature's law that wine should Sow I jo vet the lips of friends. ■ Then once again before we part, My empty glass shall ring ; And he that has the warmest heart Shall loudest laugh aud sing. I Thev say we were not born to eat ; I Bat gray-hair'd sages think • lit means,—be moderate in your meat, I And partly live to drink ; ■ for baser tribes the rivers flow, I That know not wine or song ; I Man wants but little drink below, J I But wants that little strong. Then once again, Ac. ■ If one bright drop is like the gem I That decks a monarch's crown, I One goblet holds a diadem ■ of rubies melted down ! ■ ifor Caosar's blazing brow, 'Jfl But like the Egyptian queen, ■ Bid each dissolving Jewel glow ■ My thir-ty lips between. Then once again, Ac. Hliehrerian's mound, the Roman's urn, I Are silent when we call, My?: still the purple grapes return I To clusters on the wall ; H It was a bright immortal's head They circled with the vine, I And "'er their liest aud bravest dead I They poured the dark red wine. Then once again, Ac. I M'thinks o'er every sparkling glass i I Young Eros waves his wings, ■ iad echoes o'er its dimples pass I From dead Anacreon's string ; I And, passing round its beaded brim :-l Theirlocks of floating gold, I With bacchant dance and choral hymn I Hcturn the nymphs of old. Then once again, Ac. I A welcome then to joy aud mirth, From hearts as fresh as ours, Iu scatter o er the dust of earth :,1 Their sweetly mingled flowers ; I Ti, wisdom's self the cap that fills, In -pite of folly's frown, I And nature from her vine-clad hill's, 1 last rains her life-blo >aniglit in the tropics. The moon had ■j-'. rien, but a thousand stars were out Our schooner lay almost motionless, B * slowly lifting with regular swell.— not a sound to disturb the silence, wash of an occasional ripple against B-:F or the impatient whistle of a seaman. Buerv side of the ocean stretched away un- Hki in the dim obscurity of the horizon. —- H-i'ie concave above was unbroken by except towards the east, where a bank hung on the seaboard like a thin B but a spicy odor impregnating Ht " i that direction, toid the practical sea- II >i what seemed only a cloud was in :nd. The beauty and stiiluess of the *ere beyond description, and even the of the crew, as they leaned idly over Bie seemed to feel the dreamy influence B- hour, and forgot the possibility of B*W, Mr Thornton, and I sat on the leek, enjoying the delicious scene.— we lapsed into silence. The bliss ■f :i S ear her whom I loved, was enough and I sat wrapt in the deepest reve- B Suddenly, a piercing cry broke from It was a cry of alarm, so start- Id wild that I turned hastily toward B-" face was paler than that of death, her parted in terror, her eyes stared ' i ß"". t some object in the distance ; and pointed in the direction of her look, ot ß feii Hke an aspen. Instinctively I fol- B- eye. Far down toward the African I saw, scarcely discernible amid tho which hung iu that direction, a long wired boat; and, though the distance B : 'h nearly undistinguishable, enough se > cn to make us certain that it was with men and pulling directly for us. to my feet. Label's terror was ,l,u t rause. Our schooner had gone tiver Gabion, but the night before, detected signs of hostility on the part and had escaped massacre only the cable and pntting to sea.— *^^ a ' ler daybreak the light breeze had ar, d we had been lying since in full ° oast 'dusk, w bich stretched BB 'jofizon, a dark impenetrable line of A 't l a fringe of white snrf in front.—• that the negroes had only l"B^, v 1 n 'ght-fall to follow us ; and that *i'id arose, we were lost. B around the horizon. There was ' a breeze. Then I called for a a "ale. By this time every eye was crew gathered within a (luurtr ( l uur tr deck, anxiously Was brought, and 1 belditaloU. the flames streamed perpeo- At last it slightly incho- THE BRADFORD REPORTER. Ed, and finally flared almost horizontally out ward from the wick. Simultaneously I felt on my cheek a nearly imperceptible puff of air. " Thank God 1" I cried. But scarcely I had spoken, when the can dle burned up steadily again, and our hearts sank within us. There is no feeling so agonizing as suspense. As I watched the candle, my anxiety grad ually be came so intense that I could hear the pulsations of my heart increasing in rapidity and strength uutil they smote on my ear like the strokes of a force pump. Soon, too, sounds reached me—they were those of the quick rolickiug of oars at a distance. 1 started and seizing a night-glass, gazed at the appro aching barge, determined to know the worst at once. I counted no less than thirty ruffianly looking negroes besides several while men, as I thought in the boat, and in the cannoes be hind. Our owu force, all told, amounted to only ten. Sick at soul, I shut the glass and turned to the candle. I fancied that it flared slightly. Wetting my hand I held it up and felt, yes ! I felt the water evaporating on the palm. I turned to the light. It now bent steadily over, and finally streamed out at right angles to the wick, when it suddenly went out. At the same instant I heard a slight murmur in the rigging. 44 All bauds make sail," I said ; 44 here comes the breeze. Cheerily my lads. It is for life or death " The men sprang to the sails, and the glad sound of the water rippling under our bows soon met our ears, telling us that we were in motion. "With a sudden feeling of exhilara tion 1 turned astern, and it seemed as if we had already increased our distance from the foe. Unconsciously I uttered an exclamation of joy. At this instant I heard a deep respira tion at my side. The sound proceeded from Isabel, who, attracted by my words, had read hope in ray face, and thus given utterance to her relief. 44 1)o you think we shall escape ?" she said, eagerly. 44 1 hope so—indeed lam sure we shall," — I added, willing to say almost more than I believed. 44 If the wind freshens we shall soon ran them out of sight." Her answering look gave me courage to face a legion of foes. I felt that I could lay down a thousand lives sooner than suf fer her to fall into the hands of our pur suers. The next fifteen minutes was passed in a state of the most agonizing suspeuse. At first, we fancied that the savages were drop ing astern, and a general feeling of relief pass ed through the ship. But when I watched the barge for several minutes, my heart misgave me, and at most I could ouly hope that the ruffians did not gain on us. Anxious to con ceal my fears, I assumed a cheerfulness I did not feel, and endeavored to divert the raiuds of Isabel and her father from the contemplation of their dangerous situation. At last the breeze almost died out. For the first time the savages uttered a wild yell, or rather howl like that of famished wolves at the sight of their prey. Isabel gave a stifled shriek, and buried her face on her father's bo som. Words caunot describe the agony ex pressed in the parent's look, or in the wild em brace with which he drew his child to his breast. The mate glanced at the now rapidly ap proaching boat, and coming close to me, said iu a hoarse voice— -4lln ten minutes all will be over." We look ed earnestly towards Isabel. 44 To think of that lovely girl in the hands of brutal outlaws or savage negroes." 44 Better death than dishonor," I responded, understanding his meaning No other word was said, but we pressed each other's bauds convulsively. Weapons were soon distributed, and I made a short address to the men. I did not pre tend to conceal our danger. I told theiu they had no alternative but to conquer or die.— No allusion was made to Isabel, but a single glance of my eye towards her was understood, and each man grasped his cutlas tighter as he comprehended the silent appeal. When my voice ceased there was a hush for a second.— The first sound that broke the quiet was the rolickiug of the pirates' oars, striking with fearful distinctness on our ears, and telling by its increased loudness, how rapidly the foe gained ou us. Meantime the fog bank had been creeping down towards us, and the mist had now grown so thick that, to the west, it shut out the horizon completely from sight, though the stars were still visible higher up towards the zenith. Nearer us the vapor was less dense, objects being still visible for some distance across the water. About a dozen whites were in the barge ; the rest were negroes. A earrouade, at ray orders, had been charg ed, aud was now fired at the approaching fleet. It missed the launch, but striking among the canocs behind, sank one. A wild howl of rage burst from the ruffians, and the barge swept down towards ns with redoubled velocity. " I think I can pick off one of those ruffians," said Ito the mate. 44 We may disable three or foar before they can reach us, and every life will increase our chances. Aou are a good shot ?" 44 Ah," said he, 44 I will count for one if you will for the other. Let ns take the two lead ing oarsmen at once, for the instant they touch us, we shall have them pouring in, ou our low decks, like a wave over the kuigbt heads." 41 Are yon ready ?" " Ready !" was the response ; and we fired. Simultaneously with the flash of my piece, I saw the bow oarsman fall. The mate had followed my example, and the second ruffian leaped op, *ith a yell, and tumbled across the seat. Both oars caught in the water, and were snapped off at the thwart. For an in staui the pirates seemed paralyzed, but they immediately rallied. 44 Again !" 1 cried, i We fired so nearly at the same instant, tbet PUBLISHED EVERY THURSDAY AT TOWANDA, BRADFORD COUNTY, PA., BY E. O'MEARA GOODRICH. 44 REARDLES3 OF DENUNCIATION FROM ANY QUARTER." there was but one crack of pieces. Two more ruffians fell ; but the boat still kept on, and was now within pistol shot. 44 Take off that fellow with the red sash," I hoarsely whispered. " I'll aim at the cox swain. One of the two must be the leader." My was never keener, nor my hand more firm than at that moment. One might have counted two while I paused ; then my piece blazed. My man sprang forward and fell, struggling convulsively. The mate fired simultaneously, and the helmsman tumbled headlong forward, falling on the ruffian I had shot. There was a howl of lamentation from the negroes,the rowers stopped, several rushed aft, all was confusion. The boat shot for ward uutil almost abreast of us, aud theu lay motionless on the water. But the hesitation of the pirates was of short duration. The cries of grief on the part of the negroes were exchanged for shouts of rage. We could see the whites urging them on. We had barely time to note the horrible expressions of their faces, glaring with revenge and the most savage passions ; we had barely time to level the remaining muskets hastily at them and fire, though with what effect the con fusion would scarcely allow us to perceive, when the bow of the barge grated against our sides, and immediately a boat hook was fixed j in the low bulwarks. At the moment, one of the crew, with a ! blow of an axe, cut the implement in two, i but as he did so, a stalwart white sprang on j deck, where he stood, brawny and gigantic, | keeping a charmed circle around him with a ' cutlass. Instantaneously, like a swarm of bees, our assailants clustered on the side of the | vessel, and despite our desperate resistance, eventually gained a footing. We now hastily retreated to the quarter i deck, where we prepared to make our stand. To reach us the assailants would have to pass J ! the narrow passages on each side of the com- j pauion-way, and these had, just before, been j partially blocked up, with such efficiency as ! | time would admit, by water casks that usually ; I stood 011 the quarter-deck. Our whole force ! J was drawn up within this fortification. , The piratical leader saw our hasty prcpara-; ! tions, and paused a moment to scau our posi-1 tion. Thus both parties remained for a few 1 | seconds, inactive —eyeing each other as men j are apt to do when about to engage in mortal couflict. On the part of the assailants, this scrutiny was carried on with fechiigs akin to those with which a tiger watches the prey he knows caunot escape hiui. Our emotions were 1 those of men doomed to death, and aware of their fate, but resolved to sell their lives as dearly as possible. On one side was fiendish exultatiou, and on the other manly despair. " Have at them," shouted the ruffian in Eng lish, suddenly ; and his men, answering with a yell dashed forward. " Stand fast, my hearties," I cried, confront ing the foe at the right of the companion way while the mate took the opposite pass on the j left. 44 Strike for yonr life or death." Of the succeeding minutes I have no dis tinct recollection. There was a wild clashing of cutlasses, mingled with reports of pistols and the shouts of angry combatants, while occasionally a shrill cry of agony, from some i one desperately wounded, rose above the up roar. Our stock of fire-arms were scanty, so that we had little with which to oppose the foe except cutlasses, while most of the despe radoes were armed with pistols. But our de- I fences slight as they were considerably retard ed the approach of the enetny. Iu vain the piratical leader struggled to I penetrate iuto our little circle. Sustained by ' four sturdy old man-of-war's men, I hurled ! him back on his fo'lowers as often as he at tempted to clamber over our defences. So ! fierce was the contest in this quarter, that the cutlasses, crossing each other in strife, formed j a bridge over me and the pirate, while the j | blades flashed rapidly and incessantly. The mate, though hurt, had also maintained his | ground. j Three times had I been wounded, one of my i little party was shot dead, all of us were ! streaming with blood yet still wc maintained | the unequal combat. But I felt that our re ! sistanee could not be protected much longer. We had suffered quite as severely as the sava j ges. But while, for every man they lost, ! there were three to take his place, it had re- J quired the whole of our little force even at ; first to defend our barricade. Our thinned numbers could now scarcely maintain their footing, and, with the loss of one or two more would be totally inadequate to it. The ca noes, meantime, were tapidly approaching. We had just, for the fourth time, beaten | back our assailants. A fifth attack, 1 feared would be success!ul. As I thought this, I cast my eyes hastily around to Isabel, who sat, or rather cowered, under the shelter of the compauion-way. Her eyes were fixed to windward, as though earnestly contemplating some object. With sudden hope, I followed the direction of her look. I have said that the wind died away before the pirates boarded us, nud since theu, every faculty had been absorbed in the conflict for cxisteuee, so that I had not been aware of the gradual revival of the breeze. Now, howev er, wlieu the din of battle momentarily ceased, uiy ears were greeted with the sighing of the wind among the rigging, and the pleasaut murmur of the water as it parted under our bows and gliding along the sides—geutle and soothing sounds always, but especially so af the maddening uproar of the mortal strife. I became conscious also, the very instant my eyes turned to windward, that the fog, which I have described as settling around us, was slowly dissipating, and, although it still ; lay thick aud palpable along the surface of i the water, higher up it thinned off, and finally j disappeared altogether. The object which had attracted Isabel's attention was a tall mast rising majestically above tbe fog, not a cable's length distant, and, though the hull was invis ible, I saw, with what delight my readers can imagine, that tbe union jack of my beloved country was floating at the toast bead. " Huzzab 1" I cried, 41 Huzzab ! Help is rt hand. Here eomes oar gallant flag." Had a thunderbolt fallen at their feet aud torn up the deck beueath them, the pirates could not have shown more consternation than at these words. Every man looked around in search of the new comer and when the stran ger was discovered to windward no pen can describe the expression of amazement and af fright, which gathered on the faces of the ruf faius. They stood a moment, as if spell-bound staring at the tali masts that rose majestically above the fog, their eyes distending with as tonishment. As the vessel bore down on ns, the mist rolled slowly aside ; first her bow sprit shoved itself out of the fog, then the white vapor curled along her forechains became visi ble, aud finally, like a magic picture emerging from the smoke of an enchanter's tripod, the whole symetrieal hull ro.->c iu sight, with a row of teeth frowniug from the open jiorts. At this sight the negroes no longer waver ed. A cry of affright broke from them, and hurrying tp their boat, they tumbled iuto it pell well, and pushed off, leaving behind, in their consternation, most of their white com panions. Availing ourselves of this happy juncture, we sallied forth, and cut down those who resisted, chased the rest overboard. The ship was now close upon us, and iu a few hurried words, I acquainted her captain with our situation, and the character of the fugitives whose boat was rapidly puiling iuto the fog. Not a second was lost in the pursuit. The sloop of war glided majestically by, aud just as she passed across our fore-foot, a stream of fire gushed from one of her guns.— The boat flew in splinters, leaving her crew struggling in the water. We could see, even at our distance, the wounded wretches fight ing for a plank, or struggling a moment 011 the water, like wounded ducks, ere they sank forever. 111 a few minutes all was still iu the vicinity of the spot where the barge went down. As for the canoes, they disappeared at once, the negroes in them making the best of their way ashore. GOI.D BOUGHT TOO DEAH.—GoId ! bright, glittering, tempting gold ! How often art thou purchased too dear ? How often life, health,friendship, conscience, and peace of mind are all sacrificed iu thy pursuit ! How often does poor, weak foolish uian, forget his honor, forget those moral principles, early inculcated by a christian mother, forget his God in the ac quisition of gold. That man who leaves his young wife and prattling babes, who leaves his father and moth er, all his relations aud friends, his fire-side aud home, seeks a distant land, it may be an un liealtliful climate, to amass a fortune sooner than it could be acquired at home, will buy his gold too dear. That man, who, regardless of all truth and honor, indifferent to tiie comforts aud conven iences of all but himself, contiuues, year after year, in swindling his fellow men, under the mask of business, who cheats all in buying aud selling, whose only aim in life is the gain of the 41 mighty dollar," is buying his gold too dear. A inan may, after years of toil, obtain a for tune, lie may gain his long sought gold, but how few men, after years of great fatigue and care,are able to enjoy their long-hoarded gains ? ! How few can appreciate or understand the many real pleasures to be deprived from the proper application of their gold, and how many are only made more miserable iu the possession than they were while acquiring it. With health gone ; friends and relatives forgotten or estranged, during the years devoted entire ly to self and gold ; he may be the object of envy to a few, for his wealth ; but to the dis criminating mind he is an object of pity, on ac count of his folly, having bartered the noblest of blessings, for a pile of shining dust ; he can not enjoy his gold. With a sallow countenance, an urifeeble gait, a brokeu constitution, lie ap pears among bis neighbors, astonishing them for a short time with his wealth, then sinks in to the grave a victim to the enormous price he paid for his gold. He lias sojourned in a dis tant land, he has foregone the pleasures and comforts of hotne and friends ; lie has exposed himself to death, and though he has not fallen a prey iu a foreign clime, he has" merely ob tained a respite for a few short miserable months. Has he obtained an equivalent for this loss of health or life ? No ! he has purchased his gold too dear. . m -- There is perhaps no pain so acute, no sentiment so huniilitating to the heart of wo-; man, as the consciousness of awakening dis trust, when she most deserves to have inspired confidence. " How is coal this morning ?" said a purcas er to an Irishman who was at work in a coal yard. 44 Black as iver," said Pat. How TO AVOID QUARRELS. —The late Mr. John Jones being asked by a friend how he kept from being iuvolved in quarrels, replied, 44 By letting the angry person have all the quarrel to himself." A drunkard upon his death-bed demanded a glass of water before receiving- diviue con solation. " Upon one's death-bed," he observ ed, 44 it is but right to be recoueilcd with our mortal eucmy 1" An inquisitive priest having asked a young lady her name in the confessional, she replied, with as much of wit as of modesty, 44 Father my name is not siu." A lady on separating from her hus band changed her religion, being determined, she said, to avoid his company in this world aud the next. tSf A dandy is a chap who would be a lady if he could ; but as he can't, does all he can to show tbe world that he is not a man, W& There is only one objeotioo to people who " menu well," and that Is they never can 'pare time to carry out their meaning. The Stolen Knife. Many years ago, when a boy of seven or eight years, there was one thing which I long ed for more than anything else, and which I imagined would make me happy. It was a jack knife Then I would not be obliged to bor row father's every time I wished to cut a string or a stick, but could whittle whenever I choose, and as much as I pleased. Dreams of kites, bows and arrows, boats, Ac., all manufactured with the aid of that shiuing blade haunted me by day and night. It was a beautiful morning in June, that my father called ine, and gave me leave, if I wish ed, to go with him to the store. I was de lighted, and takiug his hand, we started. The birds sang sweetly on every bush, and every thing looked so gay and beautiful, that my heart fairly leaped for joy. After our arrival at the village, and while my father was occu pied in purchasing some articles in a remote part of the store, iny attention was drawn to a man who was asking the price of various jack knives which lay on the counter. As this was a very interesting subject to me, I approached, intending only to look at thein. I picked up one, opened it, examined it, tried the springs, felt the edge of the blades with mv thumb, and thought I could never cease admiring their polished surface. Oh ! if it were only mine, thought I, how happy I should be ! Just at this moment, happening to look up, I saw the merchant had gone toehauge a bill for his cus tomer, and no one was observing me. For fear that I might be tempted to do wrong, I started to replace the knife on the counter, but an evil spirit whispered, 44 Put it into your pocket ; quick !" Without stopping to think of the crime or its consequences, I hurriedly slipped it into my pocket, and as I did so. felt a blush of shame burning on my cheek ; but the store was rather dark, and no one noticed it, nor did the merchant miss the knife. We soon started for home, my father giving me a parcel to carry. As we walked along, my thoughts continually rested ou the knife, and I kept my hand in my pocket all the time, from a sort of guilty fear that it would be seen. This, together with carrying the bundle in my other hand, made it difficult for me to keep pace with my father. He noticed it, and gave ine a lecture about walking with my hands in my pockets. Ah ! how different were my thoughts then, from what they were when passing the same scenes a few hours before. The song of the birds seemed joyous no longer, but sad and sorrowful, as if chiding me for my wicked act. I could not look my father in the face for I had been heedless of his precepts, broken one of God's commandments, and become a thief. As these thoughts passed through my mind, I could hardly help crying, but concealed my feelings, and tried to think of the good times I would have with my knife. I could hardly say anything on my way home, and my fat her thinking I was either tired or sick, kindly took my burden, and spoke soothingly to me, his guilty son. No sooner did we reach home, | than I retreated to a safe place, behind the house, to try the stolen knife. I had picked up a stick, and was whittling it, perfectly de- j lighted with the sharp blade, which glided , through the wood almost of itself, when sud- ! denly I heard the deep, subdued voice of my father, call ing me by name, and ou looking up, saw him at the window directly over my head, gazing down very sorrowful! at me. The stick dropped from my hand, and with the knife clasped in the other, I proceeded into the house. I saw by his looks, that ray father had divined all. I found him sitting in his arm chair, look ing very pale. I walked directly to his side, and in a low, calm voice, he asked me where i got the knife. His gentle manner and Vind tone went to my heart, and I burst into tears. As soon as my voice would allow ine, j made a full coufession. He did not flog m- : pened that just as the auctioneer had put up the lot, the governor was riding by, and buy i he would, for, as he looked at it, he declared i that he had a lot at home in which there was i several things to match. He bid ten dollars, I and the whole concern was knocked down to hiin. A few days afterwards, he was ndmir ing Mrs. Gilmer's new bonnet and asking her its cost, she said "ton dollars, husband ; the : same ten you paid for your own old iron, and j if you don't clear it out of the yard, I shall j sell it again !" The Governor shortly after that retired from the iron business." Wsy*' 4 Look here, ma !" said a young lady, just commencing to take lessions in painting, 44 see my painting ; can you tell me what it is?" Ma, after looking at it some time an swered, "Well, it is either a cow or a rosebud —l'm sure 1 can't tell which."* To find out the number of children in the street, commense beating on a bass drum To find out the number of idle men, start g dog-fight B®* 4 Some lore to roam o'er the dark sea foam," as the crab said to the nautilus vol- XVIII. —NO. 43. Yankee Courtship. Yankee courtship, in the country, is a " pc ctilinr institution," and the parties at first sight are as shy as rabbits. Sally generally sits in the chimney corner, beside the dye pot, knitting stockings, and Jonathan sits iu the opposite corner, eating apples, snapping a seed occasionally at his sweetheart, and looking at the pictures in the fire. Thus they will sit and say " nothing hardly'' until late iu the evening, and Jonathan thinks it time to go home, when he will put on his hat, and depart with some such remark as this : " Well, Sal, I guess I'll better be gittiu' along. It's hog kiilin' to-morrow, and I've got to be up right smart airly.' " Good night, Jonathan ; call agin," is the response of Sally ; and she puts up her 1 knitting-work and goes to bed. " Hit," says Joshua (her name is Mchit able, but we call her Hit for shortness,) after sitting up with her till near midnight without saying a word. " I don't know much about courting, but ef you'll just step behind the door, I'll tell you suthiu':" and Hit stepped. Riding out, one day, in the old chaise, with Sally by his side, Jonathan, after going about three miles without speakiug, ventured a side glance ; and, observing that Sally, overcome by the beat, was " apparently" usleep, be be came venturesome. Her bead gently recliued on one side, aud her pouting red lips were just parted sufficient to show a glimpse of the pear ly gates within. Jonathan's heart went pit a-pat. The temptation was too great. Sally would never know anything about it : so, leaning toward her, he stole from those beau tiful portals some of their nectar. Salij was not " flumuxed" a bit, and Jonathau ventur ed again and again, until she awoke, when, stretching her arms, and giving a yawn, she broke the silence with : " Jonathan, what aire you a doiu' on ?" " Nothing, hardly," responded Jonathan. " 1 know you aire, ueow, for I can feel it jest as plain as day." " Wall, ef you don't like it," says Jona than, " I guess I won't tech you agin." "Wall, neow," replied Sally, " I didn't speak as to that ; I was only thiuking how sly you was abeout it, that's all." It is supjiosed thefe was a mutual adjust ment of difficulties " all reound." There is an amount of gallantry about Jonathan occasion ally, that challenges admiration ; while, at the same time, there is an " amazing sight" of " calculation" mixed up in the matter. Onco .upon a time, he was crossing a toll-bridge in company with his gal. When he came to the toll-house he [Milled out a cent aud paid his own toll, at the same time sayiug, '* Sally, I guess you'd better pay for yourself, for I don't kuow's I shall have you yet." Careful and considerate ; but we suspect he made a pru dent, saving husband, and Sally did not think any the worse of him for his economy, either. On another occasion, he visited Boston iu company with his intended, for the purpose of seeing the 4th of July celebration, lie was mighty pleased with everything he saw, espe cially tlie " sogers." He expressed himself satisfied with the Common, but thought it was a pity to let so much good land lie idle ; cal culated how many cords of wood the " big tree" would make, aud expatiated upou the propriety of '• divening" the frog pond. At length the appeals of hunger brought his thoughts down to the subject of food ; and approach ~ig one of the numerous stauds for refresh meats, which are always found around the Common ou the 4th of July, be took a sir.vey of its contents, consisting of lemonade, mead, egg-nog, 9pruce-beer, apples, coeoanuts, dough-nuts, buns, candies, giugerbread Ac., of which latter article lie purchased a three cent hunk, and immediately commenced de monstrations upon it. After taking a mouth ful or two, he turned to his sweetheart and | exclaimed : " Sally, that is atuaziu* good ! Why don't you buy a piece for yourself ?" " f guess I got some to hum better'n that. I don't like to eat such stuff 'ithout I kuow whose hands have bin iu it." j " Wall, you can make proper nice cake, | Sally, when you set about it—and seeh sweet cake, too—almost as sweet as somebody I know." " Xeow you get eout," ! "Shantdew it." Ah, what is so charming as rustic simplici ty ! as Marin Sugeblossom used to say ; and she was a famous woman in " Old Berkshire." A RRACE OF BOY'S COMPOSITIONS.—A dis tinguished Georgian lawyer says that in bis younger days he taught a boy's school and re quiring the pupils to write comiosition.s, ho sometimes received some of a peculiar sort, of which the following is a specimen : "Ox INDUSTRY. —-It is a bad for a man to be idol. Industry is the best thing a man can have, and a wife is the next. I'rophcts ami kings desired it long, and died without thq site. The End." Here is another : "Ox THE SEASONS. —There E; t ft Wse-ou*. spring, summer, autumn a„eop)& like spring host : but as for me gixe me liberty ox givo me death. The End.' 1 IDOLATRY CHINA. —Some years ago, picture of Vfie Emperor Napoleon was found in a Cb-nese Imt, and the people were wor shipping it as a god ! missionary at Hong K jng used to conduct worship with the chil dren of his school in a room where there was. a clock standing ou the chimneY-piece. One of the boys for a whole year thought that this clock was the missionary's god, and that the prayers he da.ly offered were addressed toil. A clergyman was recently rebuked by a broth# tof the < loth for smoking. The culprit replied that be nsed the weed in moderation " haf do you coll moderation 7" inquired the other. " Why. S ir ," said the offender ' ' cigar a' a time."