: .., W PER ANNUM INVARIABLY IN ADVANCE. XOWANDA: flnrsday Morning, April 28, 1859. jstkttei |lottrn. TWILIGHT. BT LOJiOKKLLOW. Slowly. slowly up the wall the sunshine, steals the shade ; Enein* damps begin to fall, Evening shadows are displayed. Rjand me, o'er me. everywhere. All the sky is grand with clouds, And sthwart the evening air, Wheel the swallows home in crowds. ihtfts of sunshine from the west, Paint the dusky windows red ; Parker shadows, deeper rest, I'cdcmeath and overhead. Parker, darker, and more wan. In my breast the shadows fall ; Vpwards steals the life of man. As the sunshine from the wall. From the wall into the aky. From the roof along the spire ; Ah 1 the souls of those who die, Are but the sunbeams lifted higher. •Who Sitteth in Judgment," THE STORY OV AS OUTCAST. • -•* i:n of Jenny Irwin we copy from the March nam L Great Republic Monthly." It Is a touching sto-j ire wtU be read by our readers with much interest. ; irt many who have received the same treatment as G v The offers of many a rich man groan with the i .its f those who they have wronged and afterwards . He • who sitteth in judgiueu;,'* will not per- ; acts to remain unpunished. Three picayunes and a dime—enough for a •.je, tad enough for a dose of the ' never ute-again !' 11a. ha. ha ! Let tue think !" The room was a wretched one ; the furni ,-e none save a broken table, a broken chair, a miserable pallet, without covering of any j which lay huddled in the darkest cor * The cold wind of a late December day, unbarred through the broken panes. I . f m occasional flake of snow floated in and ; apou the rough, uncovered table. Misery j uritten everywhere, upon the soiled and I - v tab!?, upon the damp and smoke blacked > anon the frosty pane, and on the long I Tirmed or fire-lit hearth. It appeared to ! j ik from every crevice, to cry in every gust, j rreathe from every comer, and to whisper I .vsely and mournfully down the chimney • through the broken and hingeless door. . nowhere else did it seem to dwell or give i *rd manifestations with a tithe of the ter * power that it did in the solitary tenant | t - desolate room. 1 X-ar the window, on the broken chair, lean £ iwr wasted arms upon the table, with her jo. cheek pressed hard against her tight i wwd hands, and a few small coin lyiog be j "• her. sat a woman upon whose face and ! - the short but wretched experiences of a tof five-aad twenty wiuters had 9tamped • ue and cares of forty miserable years Tnree picayuues and a dime." she said. r:e :gh for a ripe, and enough for a dose of ; t.-evcr-wake-agaiti." Let tue think, let me •*sf and the poor Magdalen sat, while •• day grew dimmer and the snow fell faster, •ft:-*' oftener into the wiudow, and thus so .kjinied upon her wretched fate : Three picayunes and a d.nie ! He little .";w, perhaps, when he threw the paltry pit ince to the poor beggar who crossed his path, he had put the dagger in his victim's urds to finish the tragedy which he began. "This is Christmas Eve ! Only eight "*ir to n ght since I was a girl of mauy hopes, ifi proud, oh how proud, that he called me v Only eight years to night, and I sat at i Liferent board from this. Let me drink "xa this vile bottle which has so often drowu oy misery ; perhaps it may bring back •- it of that joy that then was mine. "I remember it well, lie came with my - Oir Pick ; he sat near me a: the board. i:d I—well, well, I think not of that ; 'twere 'iter tot, or I mav forget what this night of i. i*ere better I reraemuereu : Ah, Jenny Ir -1 - bare you never thought before ? Will the world believe to-morrow, when '•* taie is told, that this is she. the outcast, in "V*. brutaixed, debased, miser able f Would •• oe believed that men, ever called me beau - ? Would it be thought that I was once beloTed of another, the idol of a father's fcaith Ah me ? I grow sick to think of it 1 Here, another driuk. The c ght i 3 growing very dark —a "merry forsooth ! Where shall Igo ? And yet when 1 think, for very shame. I *- i not be found looking so by kim * It "titer? so; now what becomes of this bauble * -*re i:p; i; for many years as something to ffie to the past. I have nothing more to * th that cow—nothing with the past — aothiag acre !" The drew a rich diamond cross from rrbci ®, tasteoed bra piece of common * * re arcarvd be: neck, which flashed from the :: 4 ftretl lamp through the w indow in ..rviyi cootmst to the misery all around. sir:.: had now sat in, and tbe room l ir ' been quite dark bat for the light -re lamps in tbe street. The snow falling ' y. drifting into the room throagh the *&uOw and dowu the broken and unused chim ley . es, yes, the woman went on, holding •-e - ciss :n her hand, and looking at it through ' reaniiLg tears. " I have been starving, sick, -re ess, friendless. dy;ng for bread, or some •- H to quench av thirst, and yet I hare ner pirted with this. How many times the ■*. ation has come to me, anil how manv -res I have said to myself. 'My mother's g sha.. never leave me, for she gave it this cross.' Has it never left tue * Ah, caa tell? If ray bear; has grown hard, " -^ b . era! • if t=y conscience has THE BRADFORD REPORTER. ceased to warn and judge as when a child ; if niv lips have forgotten the early prayers which she taught, and now only utter curses and bit ter oaths ; if the cup is my only comfort, and crime grown so accustomed that I kuowitnot, m* that mother's blessing still dwell with me ? No, no, no ? the blessing has long since left me, and the bauble may as well go now. Let it be furnished now, while ray brain is clearer thau it has lately been. The night grows very cold. Let me think, let me think !" The woman sat a long, long while in silence; the night grew darker, and the drifting snow crept further and further into the room. The sound of the merry bells of passing sleighs ; the hearty salutation of the passer-by, wishing each chance-met friend a ' merry Christmas Eve the mellow laughter of the home-re turning apprentice boys, stopping to exchange an occasional snow ball ; and the jolly chorus of some German youths, who sang the Christ mas song of fatberlaud, alone broke the still ness of the night ; but they woke no happy response within the heart of poor Jenny Ir win. Her mind was busy with darker thoughts, and none of the genial iufiuenccs of the sweet est night of the year, would ever bring back to her the joyous emotions which filled her soul when her lite was bright and pure, and she was thought the fairest girl of ail who graced the merry board of Christmas Eve. " It must be so," she said at length, rising with difficulty from the chair, aud putting on her tattered shawl and faded bonnet ; 'it must be so ! My last game may as well be played now ; I have nothing more to win, nothing to lose f Out into the desolate night she goes, shir ering and staggering with cold, ana misery and pain. Forth into the street ; a moineut she pauses in resolution at the threshold ; a mo uieut she shrinks from the bitter storm, and then, with compressed lips aud shawl drawn tightly about her, she hurries on. The pass ers-by turn aside aud give her the pathway, as, with head beut down, she makes her way through the snow Some turn aside to look at her, and sigh to think of her misery ; some greet her with ribald jests and coarse congrat ulations ; but nothing of sympathy, or kind ness, or jibes, or any words for evil or good, can ever make her pause or turn from the errand on which she is bound. In a narrow and dirty street, where the few lamps burn dimly, aud the faithful guardians of the night seldom venture, where crime aud misery have their constant abode, aud the air reeks evtr with unwholesome vapors of all the coneomitauU of wretcheduess, there stands a high and gloomy bouse, whose barred aud bolt ed windows are seldom opened to the light of day, aud whose threshold is seldom crossed save by the poor applicant who seeks by the batter of some needed trifle to 44 keep the wolf but a little louger from the door." The "three gilt balls," which hang above the door teil plainly enough the calling of its occupauts, and they tell, too, to him who may pau>e to think, volumes of misery which I pray, reader, you nor I may uevtr kuow. Like the tgaas Jatus, they have showu on many a heartsick traveler over the great moor of life, and kindling up from time to time some little hope, have led him further aud further from the path of safe ty, until despoiled of all to care for, and sepa rated trom all to care for him, he has sunk ex hausted in the march of misery aDd never to rise again. Before this door the poor, haif-frozeu out cast stands ; it was no unaccustomed place to her ; it had swallowed up little by little all her store, and year afier year, the wages of her misery had beeu put in the irredeemable pawn, till it might be said the youth, aud health, and oeauty of Jenuy Irwiu were uiold ering among the gaudy trinkets aud tiuery which filled the house uuto its very roof. The door partly opens to her summons, and after a quick scrutiny the chain is withdrawn, aud she enters. Au aged Israelite stands behind the high counter, and waits for her application, watch ing the while w;th something of pity in his look, bat with more of craft and distrust. 44 What will you give me on this ?" she says, taking the cross from her bosein. The wily Hebrew reached his bony hand across the counter, and taking the jewel, ex amined it with great care, tbe poor womau meanwhile standing and watching his face wlh a strange look of auxiety and ill-suppressed emotion 44 What will I give yoa on this?" he return ed sharply. "If gave you what yoa deserve, it would be a lodgiug in the Tombs. Y\ e do not receive stolen goads? " Liar, liar I" shouted the woman, springing forward to clutch the jewel; 44 you kiow bet ter ; vou know fail w ell, whatever else she may be. Jenny Irwiu is no; a thief. Here, give me back the cross I give it to me back 1 you must not trifle with me DOW !" and springing from the coanter. she was about to snatch her trea sure from the old man's hand, w hen the door of a back room opened, and a large powerful woman of sixty years dashed upon the scene, and lifting her up like a child, and placed her again upon the floor. " What means this ?" she said : then see ing the cross in the old man's band, she seem ed to understand the whole. "Where did you get it, child V she asked. " Here sit down, and tell me all about it ;* and she reached her a chair. Jenny took the proffered seat, and pressing both bands upon her heart, went oa with panting rotce, and said : 44 1 did not steal the cross : it was the last gift of my mother ; I hare nerer parted with it ; to-night I am to see a friend, I hate not seen hira'for a long while ; I wished to appear somewhat as 1 used to ; 1 wished some clothes just for to-night, and I thought—l thonght I would come to you, and—and get some of my things, and a little moqey, only for to-rijht, or a few days ; and then 1, perhaps, could pay it all back, and—and you would nerer lose ; I am no: a Uuef" She paused, and looked up with an expres sion of paiafol anxiety in the woman's face. " I? I gtre you dotbes and money, before zrraiof you will cc cue of your sprees, PUBLISHED EVERY THURSDAY AT TOWANDA, BRADFORD COUNTY, PA„ BY E. O'MEARA GOODRICH. and be carried drunk to the station ngnin," the woman replied. " I shall never be carried drunk to the sta tion again—never ? n was the response, with much sadness in the tone. " Look in my face," and she drew her long, disheveled, and mois tened hair with both hands back from her fore head : " do I look as though I would get drunk to-night ?" The woman looked at her, and shook her head in silence ; she saw an expression which she had never seen before. At length she got up, and going behind the counter, talked long and earnestly In whispers with the old man. After a while she returned, and seating herself beside her visitor, said : " Now, Jeuuy Irwin, I want you to tell me the truth ; do you really wish this money for the purpose you state ! You wouldu't be such a fool, would you, as to go cutting up any the atrical suicides, or anything of that sort, would you ?" " Mrs. Levi, I tell you the truth ; I am to meet an old frieud ; I would appear well to him to-night ; I expect to be better off after I see him ; this is God's truth !" 44 Very well, say no more, child ; you shall have your clothes and some money. llow much do vou want ?" 44 Give me my black dress, my velvet hat, one of those new pair of boots, my black man tilla, some under clothes, a pair of my best silk hose, a couple of handkerchiefs, a pair of gloves, and twenty dollars—this all I ask; aud here, von may keep all these as additional se curity,*' and she drew a large package of pawn tickets from her pocket and placed them in the womau's band. 44 And there is one more favor I would ask, Mrs. Levi, if you would be so kind, I have paid you a great deal of money the last five years—would you give me the use of a room to dress in ? I have uowhere to go." There was something so different iu the words and maimer of Jeuny Irwin from what they had lately been, that Mrs. Levi's heart was touched, aud she gave her all she asked. Perhaps, she saw dim visions of future ''pledg es," which would come through the 44 old friend" of her once profitable client ; perhaps there might have been some feeling of com punction at witnessing the sufferings, and mis ery, and complete life-wreck of the shivering woman, who pleaded for the temporary use of what had once been her own. The articles were soon selected, and lead ing her visitor to a room. Mrs Levi assisted her in maDy little offices iu a kinder manner than she had had ever done before. As she afterward said, 44 it seemeJ as though she was made to do it—she couldn't tell how." After a brief space of time the back room door opened, and Mrs. Levi's melodious tones were heard ordering the shopboy to 44 go for a carriage." 14 By Josh." says thp hoy. as he bangs the street door after him, 44 Jen Irwin's going to do it up browu to-night ;a carriage ! well, may I be ticketed if she didn't come it heavy over the old woman. I only wish she hadn't come out quite so quick ; I gue&s old fifty per cent, would have caught rats then ! r and popping a snow ball faeetiou.-iv tbrought a basement win dow. where a poor woman was striving in vain to keep alive the embers # of a dying fire, he kicked up his heels after the manner of Old Joe," and was soon lost in the distance. The City Hall clock had struck ten ; St Paul's had taken up the strain, and Trinity was just joining in, as u carriage roiled noiselevdj over the snow up to the mansion of Solonaou Levi. A moment after, the door opened, and a lady, dressed in black, with her vail drawn emerged from the dark hall and entered the vehicle. " Where, madam ?" said the driver. "Taylor s I" Slam went the door, and up the dark street the carriage made its way as ooisele>-,v a< it came. A strange fire was burning in Jenny Irwin's heart, an unwonted energy buoyed her up. and seemed to carry her ou a wave of supernatural life swiftly toward the speedy realization of the wild dream which bad flitted through her mind as she sat a beggared outcast iu her wretched room, with the cold winds drifting the fleecy snow through the brokeu windows upou her desolate floor. Arrived in front of Taylor's the carriage drew up. and bidding the driver wait, she en tered the rich saloon, and taking s seal in one of the unoccupied alcoves, gave her orders to the waiter. " Coffee or tea, madam ? r he asked as he was about to depart. " Neither," responded Jenny ; '* bring me brandy." As soon as her supper, marie up of viands such as had long been strangers to her l ps.w as placed before her, she moistened her 'ips with brandy.and proceeded to partake, and, auhongh taint with long fasting, by an almost super human effort she mastered the cravings of hunger, and ate slowly and negligently, as though such fare was an every day matter with her. Finishing her supper, and draining tbe last drop in the goblet, she paid her reckoning at the counter, and bowing with a siigbt, neg ligent grace- with the same atr that once mark ed her training as a lady—she thanked the servant who ushered her to the carriage, and ordering the driver to stop at the St. Nicholas, entered and was driven ooiseiessly away. Tbe snow was still failing, and, although it was now quite ten o'clock, merry partita ot Christmas seekers thronged she streets, and the merry sleigh-bells mingled in vivid harmony with the discordant notes of rival horns, which made tbe night hideous as tbey echoed from tbe passing sleighs. Jenny Irwiu looked from tbe tightly closed window of her carriage. Old memories came thronging wildly ar.d tamukuoasly tack open her ship-wrecked heart ; she thought of the day? when her father's equipage drove throagh that self same throaghfare. and she. with one who sleeps tow beneath the snow—her mother —.rood, young and beantifnl, wrapped in tbe comforting fors, drank in together the fall en jovtceot of the jceue : she thought of this and Very easy thing, bej.tfci At length, drawing " REGARDLESS OF DENUNCIATION FROM ANY QUARTER." a little paper from her pocket, she unfolded a few small coins—the same which had lain op en the table before her when she sat alone iu her desolate home. 44 Here it is," she said ; "his last gift ; a | few small coins— three picayunes and a dime a generous gift to a poor beggar for Christmas! I'll not mock the gift ; perhaps it was kindly meant, and it shall be used for the purpose fit ting well the giver. What weapons destiny sometimes puts into onr hands. Perhaps the time might never have come had I not met him so strangely in the Park. He did not know me. Will he know me now ? Weshallsee. Strange that all my hatred, all my vengeance, all of the deep sense of wrong which I have harbor ed so long against him—now that my mind realizes the last, vanish, aud leave me only pity. Pity for him—pity, deepest pity, aud scorn for myself." The carriage drew up in front of tbe prince ly St. Nicholas, aud the door was again thrown open. 44 Driver." said Jenny. 41 I am suffering so much that I believe I will not stop to see my friends here to-night. Please step into the drug store, and get me some laudanum ; here is the money, there picayunes and a dime. Ido not wish much, only a little to apply to my face ; get a piece of cotton too—and stay—if the man asks for what it is required, tell him it is for neuralgia—that a lady is suffering very much, and that her only remedy is a lit tle laudanum applied on cotton to her face ; get the money's worth!" The mau soon returned, and handed her quite a large phial, which she took with a steadv hand. 44 Where now, madam V he asked, still stand ing by the carriage side. 44 No.—Fifth Avenue and once again the ; door was closed, and the vehicle rolled over ; the noiseless snow toward the upjier part of 1 the city. The inmate sat like a statue upon the seat ; she looked no more upou the gav world—gay j in spite of the storm—which gave constant j evidence without of au unwouted holiday. If, perchance, as the carriage turned through some ■ well-known street, or glided along the aveuue, she caught a glimpse of some happy home where the bright lights withiu the parlor revealed the family group gathered under tbe "missletoe," or around the 44 Christmas tree." she gave no outward sign of heed, or any token that memo rv brooght back to her scenes when she a maiden, fair and pure, was full as glad as they and blessed with fuil as bright and proud sur roundings. Her hand, pressed tight against her bosom, rested upon the viper phial, which nestled there unconscious of its fatal errand. The contrasts of life are very marked, and strange, and inscrutable. Beside the palace lurks the hovel, the church, the prison, the j beautiful, the deformed, the good, the deprav ed, the altar, the tomb. Within a great city ; like New York these contrasVs are morevivid- Iv perceptible than in smaller places, or in the qniet walks of country life ; but nowhere e!e could one remark a stranger contrast than be tween the princely home of Gilbert Thorne and the miserable tenement which had been the abode of Jenny Irwin. On the Fifth Avenue —the great street which fashion, and wealth, and luxury Lave claimed a> their abode—stands the boose of Gilbert Thorne. Its exterior differs hut little from the rest of the habitations iu the block, but its brond and deep er.trance. its pcrit axhtre, ; the heavy copings of its windows, and the j gorgeous curtains, half revealed through the i rich j 'ate panes, all stamp it as the residence of a man of taste aud wealth. Here, on the evening of our story, was gathered a jovouv group of youth and childhood th" guests of Mary Thorne. The deep parlor*, lighted with brilliant chandeliers and furnished ; with a magnificence which might well compare with some of the r.client Parisian **ioons of the divs of Louis XIV., were thronged with as jovous and happy a group as ever danced around the Christmas tree. The youthful hostess, a girl of some fifteeu years, the daught er of Gilbert Thorne. and his only child.moved among her guests with a sweet and child-like grace, added to a queenly d'gnity of manner, # which wou the hearts of all beholders, and caused those of her pareuts to beat with uu *on ted pride. Among this happy throng, with a sm.ie ai.d a cheerful word for all, with a hearty welcome and a joyous greeting ai.ke for the children and their parents, and with an easy graceful ness of manner which adapted itself to every m : nd and tate. now dancing with a child of ten. and now with a grand-dame of seveuty. Gilbert Thorne. the host and the fond parent, mingled, to all appearaances. a> happy and light of heart a the gayt-st of them all. One used to study the human heart through its out ward manitesiations, through the subtle ex pressions which are caught in calm placid eyes, or in tbe firm immovable mouth, or the vaiied muscles of the face, might have formed a dif ferent opinion of the character of Aiilbert Thorne from that nsualiy entertained of him by his friends. Indeed, there were those who said, notwithstanding bis wealth, luxury, and posi tion. he would give them all to wipe out some of the experiences of his past life ; that, wher ever he went, Iq all of his brghest and proud est moments, iu the midst of bis triumphs, pen etrating even the peaceful sanctuaries of horn*, following him through the courts and upon the mart, treading the bu'y streets, aud keeping with him aiways. every where, a pale spectre of tbe past bannied his extster.ce, and like tbe '• skeleton at tbe feast." dashed the cup of pleasure ever from his lips. But to toe world at large, to his everyday friends and to his ac customed associates, even unto bis own house hold, he seemed, and was known only as the wealthy, gay, liberal, and successful lawyer, and TOtary of fashion, with something more of 1 talent, perhaps, than these who worship a; her shrioe. Toe carriages one by ooe, had departed, and as the ciock struck tieveD, Gilbert Tuorne sat in his library, reading by Uie light of tbe low- I drawn leader, and enjoying tbe luxury of his accustomed s egar Toe rich acrrocodiags. the BC&jjlv* csies filled *;tt booki e:t oclv rela ting to his profession, but upon every subject, the elegautly carved desk, the secretaries, the heavy enameled safe, the great arm chair, and the soft lounges, set invitingly for favored clients, all these were in thorough keeping, not only with each other, but with the solitary in mate of the room. There came a ring at tbe front door, an nn usoal thing at such an hour, and a few mo ments after, the servant appeared at the li brary door, informing Mr. Thorne that " a la dy iu a carriage wished to see him on impor tant business." " A lady in a carriage I who can she be ?" and the lawyer sat abstractedly conning over which of his clients could seek him at so unrea sonable an hour. " Are you sure it is lady, John V " Yes sir." " How is she dressed ?" " Iu black, sir ; silk dress, mantilla, velvet bonnet ; a real lady, sir." "Very well, show her iu f and the lawyer laid his segar aside, and took his slippered feet down from the chair on which they had beeu resting. (CONCLUDED NEXT WEEK..) WOKEN AND BABIES —GaiI Hamilton in bis last essay to the Xatimal Era, says : There is also a vast deal of nonsense aflont, in the feminine world about infancy. Let ever so unsightly a baby be brought into a room where there are half-u-dozen women, particu larly young ladies, and what a billing and coo ing. and kissing, aud hogging, and fondling, and fracturing of epithets, and hustling togeth er of vowels aud consonants, and a general muddle, and enthusiastic rhapsodies about tbe beauty and grace, and sweetness, and charm ingness of infancy. All of which utid a ereat deal more, is to be forgiven to mothers. They have earned a ri?ht to indnlge in any extrava gance they choose concerning their own cbil- ' dreti; but why uuiuterestcd persons of mature years should be so transported at tLe sight of a baby, I should not understand. I cherish no hatred against the poor things ; that is I am willing they should live. A wise provi dence has ordained that we should all pass through the portals of infirmity to the temple ot perfection ; and having made a safe passage ourselves, we ought not to cherish mnrderoua designs against those who are vet in the nar row way. We reverence the great possibilities, the certain eternities, that lie closed in their tiny fists. Our trust for the future should stive us patience with the present. Faith enables ' us to see what sight cannot discern Their help lessness appeals to our better natures ; and thus, by tbe aid of leiigion, philosophy aud charity, we can learn to contemplate them with a calm and rational equanimity, sometimes amounting to satisfaction. But so far as ba bies are palpable, obvious, present, isolated facts, they are not to be c mpared, in po'nt of beauty or interest, to a lamb, a chicken, a tjos linir, or a very voung pig. The latter are in telligent, lively, frolicsome, arch, timid, inquir ing, affectionate The baby is lompv. stolid, staring, inert ; a mere shapeless mass of flabby flesh, continually threatening to fall to pieces; a gelatinous compound, not pleasant to look at. very disagreeable to hear, and too preca rious to be touched In a thing to be commiserated, nursed, and worked up into something better a a soou a possible. THE INQUISITIVE YANKEE. —The following 4 new edition, with improvements' of old anec dote, is exceedingly rich : A gentleman riding in an eastern railroad car, which wa rather sparsely supplied with ' passengers, obeserved in a seat before him, a lean siab-sided Yankee, every feature of whose face seemed to ask a question ; and a I,ttle cir cumstance proved that he possessed a most 44 inquiring mind." Before him. occupying the whole seat, was a lady, dressed in deep black ; ai d alter shifting his position several titnes and maneuvering to get an opportuuity to look her into the face, be at length caught her eye. 44 In affliction T' " Yes. sir." responded the lady " Parent ?—father or mother 1" " No, sir." 4 ' Child, perhaps ?—a boy or gal!" " No, sir, r. >t a child, I have no children." 44 Husband ?" 44 Yes," was the curt answer. " Hum :—colery ?—a tradiiT man. may be?"' 4 'My husband was a sea faring man—the 1 captain of a vessel ; he o.dn't d;e of cholera, he was drewneil." '■ Ob, drowned, eh?" pursued the inquisitor hesitating for a or ef ius'.aut. "Save h's chis.' r ' '• Yes, the vessel was saved, and my husband's effects." said the widow. 44 Was tbey V asked the Yankee, his eyes brightening up. " Pious man "He was a member of the Methodist Church." The next question was a little delayed, but it came. " Don't yeon think yoa'Te eot a great cause to be thaiikfjl that he was a pious mau aud saved his chis; ?" 44 Ido a.d the widow, abruptly, and her bead to look oat of tbe window, their-1 defatigmbie 44 pump " changed his po-siutm. heid the widow by the ghttrring eye o:.ee more, and propounded one more query, iu a..ewer tone with his nead slightly inch, ed ' 'ward over the back of the seat : 44 Was yen calcu lating to get married V* 44 ?T.~ said the widow indignantly, "yooare impertiuer.t 1' And she eft her seat and tot a another oa the side of tbe ear. 44 'Pears to be a little huffy," said the ineffable bore, taming to our narrator behind hrn;" 4 sbe needn't be mad ; 1 didn't want to hurt her feehn's. What did they make TOO pay for that . umbrel you've got in your hand? It's area: pooiy oce I s Art: low found guilty of burglary, before Justice Day. io Ireiand, oliserred that bis iate was singular, that he lost by Day what be got by nght. VOL. XIX. NO. 47. lULE Bora.— A writer in the North Weatem Chris tain Advocate ha* the following sound advice to boys, which aii our young reader* would do well to consider : lie who is idle and vicious in school, is still more so when he leaves it. He who fires squibs will iu time fire pistols. He who plays cards for sport, will, if he tnm not, play ere longfor money. He who robs ben-root* and orchards, will probably some day rob safes and pocket books He may not do it in the way to ex j po.-c himself to the penitentiary ; be may have ! his wits so sharpened as to rob legally, by set ting np a wild-cal bank, or betraying" the coo i fidence of his employer, or obtaining the pow- SCKMOH of property without the means of pay ing for it. or by petting his baud upon the public coffers, that he may fill his owo, under the soft appellation of " breach of trust." I would that you could see with my eyes for a little while ; you would then think with me that he who, when a boy,"could not be trusted cannot now that he is a man. It would not be projer for roe to mention name*, or I could illustrate this by numerous painful examples. But they are uot necessary Effect will follow cause ; as a man sows, so shall he reap ; boy hood is the seed-time of which manhood is the harvest. As, therefore, yon love yourselves, from the habit, wlnle young, of employing all your time usefully Never be unempfoyed The land is full of idlers, striving to live without labor. It is not to be supposed that you are uever to take recreation ; this is useful—it is necessary ; but if it come after hard tudy or productive labor, it will probably be heaithful and mod erate. Art honorable mind, in the desire of mere relaxation, will not go forth in forms of mischievous exertion. It is not to be suppos ed that a boy is to be n man, much less an old man ; but, in the midst of his mirth and hil arity, he rnoy be innocent and amiable. Tiata Gp.irrrrui; AND KEVEJCOC.—Time is a good and faithful frieDd, hot a most revengeful and remorseless enemy. I.fke a deep feeling and love-desiring human heart, it treasures up a grateful memory of kioduess and a good ttr vice ; and is sure, sooner or later, to make pay ment with the addition of compound interest But for every instance of neglect or abuse, it lakes certain and terrible vengeance ; and none who incur its anger can escape its punishment j for, like death, time is inexorable. WELL MATCHED.—" John," quoth thegeotlo Jo a to her sleepy lord, one warm morning at a late hour. " I wish you'd take pattern by the themoraeter" '• As how ? " muttered her worse half, open ing his optics. " Why, by rising." " H'm ; 1 wish you would imitate that other fiwmagig that hangs up by it—the barome ter." " Why so ?" " Cause, then. you'd let me know when a storm is coiniug." Well matched, that. Some gentlemeu n-ere discoursing of reform ed druiiivards, when one of theia observed that he should think the greatest difficulty with to pers who endeavored to reform, would be the reco 1.-ction c f their old appetites. "I should think," said a wag, who, by the way, is a Cambridge professor, ' that the recollection of their he pi], tights would be the greatest diffi culty iu such cases." The professor may pos sibly happen to kuow what he is taikiug about. Bosiin Post. A c,oot> story is told of a fellow in Ohio dri ving a crazy one h.re wagor, over a railroad track He was run into by the locomotive, his vehicle demolished, and himself landed, unhurt, a!out two rods from the scene of disaster. Tne engineer stopped the train to see if any one was k.iied. " Weil, friend." said he to the fellow, "are you badiy hurt ?" The reply, Yankee like, was by another question, long drawn out : " Will—you—s-e-t-t i-e uow, or— wait till—till morning T W H\T M ICKS A MAN ?—The longer I lire, the more certain 1 am that the great difference between men. the gr-at and insignificant, is em rgy—inv ncihle determination—an honest purpose oee tixed— and lhe victory. Tnat quality rj"! do anything that can he done in the world : and n t limit. "o - rctjm*tances,io opportunev will m -ke s wo legged creature a man without it —GV/Ac. Wr heard a man c-H another man an ex tortioner lh* other day for suing him, a day or two lief ore. " Why friend," •-epli.-d the man who brought the *o : r. " 1 did if to ohl'ge yon " "To oblige me indeed iIOW so? ' " Why to oblige yon to i>y me." A young oii< having accepted the offer of a yotitli to gAllan: her home, afterwards fear ing thit joke* might be cracked at her ex pense. it the fact should become public, dis missed Sum when 'o-t half w\v. enj.-ying his secrecy. "Ilou't ie a.'mid," said he, "of my saytL.g any<iuog aooot if, for I feci m QUvh abaui(d of it as you do." Tiirsv are mmr men who have never gam bled. ami many women wuohtre never flirted. There are many bogs, too, iiwi have never killed tlie.r >WTI m itton ; yet very few that having o ce ! egan have ever storied. i Lord Bicon beautifully *!1 :"If a man be grat> stranger®. It shows he is a citizen ? of the world, and that his heart oo island , cut off from the other bads, but a continent j that jo.as them." I Bfci~We Lave just heard of a fellow, who being asked for the payment of a naii debt, I actually filched from his creditor's pc*ket a I ten dollar gold piece, mod p*:d Lim out of it. That wai. certainly. paring urtaUor ta jia 1 ovt CO.L —F
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