TERMS of Pt BLICATION. 1 hf KEroKTF.it is published every Thursday Morn liy E 0- GOODRICH, at S'2 per annum, in ad- Vitnt't'- X „VKHTISESI£NTS are inserted at TEN CENTS ] m e for first insertion, and FIVE CENTS per line ' sU bse f Hie couch, wrest 'ogofher as if for dear life. At last '•' /'p'dive got an arm loose, and making """•nt etlort, in which uucrinolincd morn " were tossed wildly, and ankles " -"wi in a very undignified way, she - 'K-rsell loose from her assailant,and tri '"l 'mily leaning on the hack of a chair, : ' iitlv placed to represent the door of, she whirled herself around it, al - 1 ig on the lender, with dishevelled " ,lr nisi Hushed cheeks. - • E. O. GOODRICH, Publisher. VOLUME XXVI. " Oh, you'll do it ! No man can hold you fastr than 1 did !" gasped Mrs. Lecson, in a state <>f ntter exhaustion, bringing tin locks which should adorn her forehead round from somewhere behind. " Dear me! the dagger must have stuck out from your belt ;it lias torn my dress sadly and she put her hand out of sight into a large hole at the side. "Then I shall shout " Guard ! Guard !" excitedly uttered my aunt; "and shall struggle onto the next carriage window,'" going along upon her kuees as she spoke, " where they'll support me till the train stops, as it did in the case of that noble young lad}'. Or," she went on, hanging upon the couch-arm, "if it shouldn't, and any accident should happen, 1 shall perish in my own defence." Saying this, Aunt Tab tossed up her arms, and fell length ways upon the hearth-rug. " TIR- newspapers would be full of it!" admiringly sighed • that old noodle Mrs. Leeson, who had a pin between her teeth, and was slyly gathering up her torn dress. I saw it all ! My aunt, I knew, had re ceived an invitation to go on a visit into Lincolnshire, and she had crazed herself over the newspaper accounts of the dan gers to which ladies were exposed on the railway, until, under the foolish encourage ment of her companion, she was having re course to these rediculous schemes of pres ervation ; and the two were then engaged in the very act of rehearsing railway at tacks and defences ! My aunt was now gathering herself up from the rug, and I gently reclosed the door. 1 had not lodged in the same house with my relative very long; but I knew her well enough to un derstand that any open interference on my part would only make matters worse. But what was to be done ? The very next day she was to start for Lincolnshire ; and 1 felt convinced that if she intended travel ling with those notions in her head, and weapons of those descriptions in her hands, something not included in the rehersals would he certain to result. As ill-luck, too would have it, Cousin Ned, who, like my self, on being sent up to town, had been placed under Aunt Tab's care, went off into Wales holidaying nearly a week ago. 1 had nobody to consult with, and, of course could not disclose this preposterous con duct of my respected relative to any stran- ger. At dinner that day my aunt appeared with a large red bruise on her forehead, over the right eyebrow ; and in the course of talk she asked me, in an accidental way, how persons managed to use flexible life preservers without hitting themselves in stead of their assailants? The red mark was at once explained. My eccentric rela tive had been practicing with a life preser ver, and had given herself a tap by awk wardly manipulating it. I felt a secret de light on observing that Widow Leeson did not seem to have come off scot-free ; she was walking decidedly lame of one leg,and there were faint traces of discoloration near one eve. She said she had knocked herself against a door ; and stared very curiously at me when 1 replied it was a good job it was not a rail way-carriage door they were so thick and hard, I added, by way of explanation. In the course of that evening, during my aunt and Mrs. Leeson's absence, making some purchases connec ted with the morrow's journey, I contrived to penetrate into their rooms ; and lo ! on the dressing-table in amit Tab's chamber I found an old fashioned dagger, (with an ugly blade at the least eight inches long), a whalebone connected and lead-knobbed life preserver, and a six-barrelled Colt's re volver ! I recognized each one of the mur derous implements at a glance. My cousin Ned, who had gone demented on the volun teer question, had constituted his bedroom a terrible armory of all kinds of weapons, offensive and defensive. The instruments before me 1 knew funned port of his awful stores, and my aunt must have helped her self to them since he left home. Upon closer examination of the pistol 1 found that not less than four barrels were loaded, and that caps were ready placed on all the nipples ! At some personal risk, for I don't much understand six-barrelled revolvers, I managed to get one charge out, and felt a sensible motion among my hair at sight of the three balls which it had included. It was the same with the other loaded barrels making twelve balls in all; and I breathed much freer when I had extracted the last, and substituted a very light paper wadding in each case. Upon the return of the two ladies from shopping they shut themselves np in their own sitting-room, and from the singular noises which were to he heard, I felt satis fied more rehersals were in progress. .Mrs. Leeson could scarcely limp into supper ; and my aunt's rather withered arms showed several patches of color, as if from rough grasping. During that night's uneasy slumbers 1 was shot in railway carriages two or three hundred times, and was so re peatedly stabbed with daggers, and furi ously beaten with life-preservers, that I was quite sore when 1 finally awoke. I ruse full}' determined to accompany Aunt fab on this railway excursion, taking a ticket by the same train, unknown to her,so as to be at hand in case of emergency.— She had an unusual air ut determination on her strongly-marked features when I met her that morning on the stairs, and looked like a woman bent on heroic deeds. Mrs. bees oil's attendance made it unnecessary 1 should offer my services byway of escort to the railway, and I took an impressive farewell, as if going, as usual, into the city. But the mysterious conversation between the two at the breakfast table had only confirmed my resolution ; and, instead of seeking the other side of Temple Bar, 1 hurried t<> the King's Cross railway-station, where, ensconsing myself behind a pillar of the piazza, 1 awaited the arrival of my aunt's call. Vehicles of all kinds came and went, bells rung for numberless trains, por ters gave way to momentary fits of mad nesss, and it was very weary waiting : but I stuck to my post, llad she discovered my tampering with the pistol, and, reloading it, accidentally shot herself ?■—or, failing that, had she by some mishap stabbed Mrs. Lecson on the road, and the conveyance necessarily diverged to one of the hospit als ? In that case I had wasted the cost of a second-class ticket to Peterborough, having already procured it, so as to save time. No : at length, within three or four minutes of the time for the train starting, mv attention was attracted by the stento rian voice of a cabby : TOWANDA, BRADFORD COUNTY, PA., JUNE f, 1865. " Make' it a shillin', mum, an' I'll drive ■ you all the way to Colney atch, which 'll I save railway fare, he was shouting aftei a : couple of ladies. " But, niebbee, you're | goin' down to shoot upo' the moors, an' I mean gettin' into close quarters wi' a pistol, I to mak' sure u' yer aim. " Mrs. Leeson turned and shook an angry [ fist at him ; but my aunt, who was the oth- I er lady, stalked oil unheeding, like one I consciously marching to a noble doom, j " It's a very nice thing, ain't it?" added the cabby, addressing the group which in stantly gathered about him, "to ha' a lifb preserver lifted to you be a woman, beeos | you ax, for a hextra sixpence, for bavin' to go out o' yer road? An' I see'd she's got a pistol as big as a gun inside o' her muff.— Look out in the papers to-morres,for a mur der on this hoer line, sumwheer' atweeu this an' Colney ! " This was a pretty beginning, 1 thought, as I rushed away to gain the platform while my aunt was procuring her ticket. Hiding behind other people in the vicinity of the book-stand 1 watched the two go to a car riage where Aunt Tab secured a seat by placing something upon it—for anything I could tell, the six-barreled revolver: and then, whilst she and Mrs. Leeson went to wards the guard's van, to look after the luggage (which had been sent down before) I ran and leaped into a second-class com partment of the same carriage my relative had selected, nestling myself away out of sight in the corner. By-and-by the bell rang, doors were slammed, and the train slowly got into motion, when i had a glimpse of Mrs. Leeson apparently sliding off into the rear while throwing encourag ing last kisses to my aunt. 1 was in hopes, as only a few minutes had elapsed, she might be in time to have another meeting with the prophetic cabman as she retired from the station. It was set down as a fast train, but its speed seemed very slow to me as I sat in the otherwise empty compartment, waiting in nervous apprehension for some mishap. I listened fearfully, halt-expecting a pistol shot every minute. But all went quietly, and, at last, when we reached the market gardening districts, I got to amusing my self by mentally tying up the acres of on ions on each side of the line into long strings ready for the retail market. We arrived safely at Huntingdon, and there the train slackened and almost came to a pause for a moment, while the guard leaped out and ran along the platform for some pur pose, but without actually stopping we in stantly got up speed again. Just, how ever, as the train was leaving the station, a man's red face, with the hat nearly fall ing off behind, presented itself with an agonized expression at my carriage win dow, the man struggling to force himself through the aparture. " Help me in, help !" he gasped, sticking fast half-way. Though much star tled, I managed to get my arm under iiis broad shoulders. "You madman! you'll be killed!" ex claimed the guard, who was now running hack the other way to leap into his van. " What must you get out of the other car riage for?" and the official angrily gave the gentleman a push by the legs which, in forcing him through one window nearly sent me reeling out of the other. "I shall summons you, sir !" " I don't care ! I'm not mad ; but she in the next carriage is," panted my puffing companion. " Don't say a word," lie ad ded, facing round to the guard ; " I'll give you half it crown at the next station." "She? A lady, sir? The one in the next compartment? I'll inquire into it when we stop," significantly answered the guard; and the engineer having, in answer to a signal from his whistle, slackened the ris ing speed again, the speaker leaped down, and hurried to regain his van •" I'll make it five shillings, guard, if you will get my stick from her !" excitedly shouted the red faced man. "Oh dear!" he said, turning to me, and rearranging his ruffled dress, "who will travel by railway,! Say? " " \\ hat is the matter ?" I very apprehen sively inquired, for I well knew the lady in the next compartment must he my Aunt Tab. " Watch smashed, 1 know, for I felt the glass go as I tumbled in," he remarked, pulling out a dilapidated watch. " But, thank goodness, 1 am safe," and lie gasped again. " Catch me in a first-class any more! I'll go third in future as long as I live. No man's safe, sir ; not with a wo man old enough to lie his own grandmoth er." "Hitdown and compose yourself; you've had either a narrow escape," 1 faltered, more and more convinced my aunt was fit the bottom of it. "Escape ! I should have had a bullet in me, sir, if 1 hadn't bolted. She's as mad as a hare ; I could see it in her eyes," and he dropped exhausted on the seat. " Talk about Banting's system. This beats Bant ing hollow. I've lost pounds and pounds since we left London." Removing his hat lie vigorously mopped his face and head with his handkerchief. " I'm all in a vapor bath at this He was rather a fat man, well-dressed, having the look of a gentleman farmer. " I think you mentioned a lady, sir," 1 hypocritically inquired. "Nothing serious has happened to her, I hope ?" "To her ! Let me get my breath, and I'll tell you," he panted, fanning himself with the handkerchief. " We'd left town about ten minutes, when I saw she was watching mo very queerly—there were only ourselves in the carriage, you under stand ; well, to make friends with her, I just offered her my newspaper. You may believe me or not, but she deliberately came on, like this, and struck at me with a load ed life-preserver! Then she said some thing 1 did not catch, and pulled out a bowie-knife. It's true, sir, as true as I sit here. I believe she's a mad woman from the backwoods of America," he added, looking into the bottom of his hat before re placing it. " Was that all ?" I ventured to ask, glad that tilings were not worse. " I thought you alluded to a stick ?" " That all, young man! By .Tove, if it had been you, 1 fancy you'd have thought it was enough. All ?" he repeated in a hurried manner. " I had to sit in the cor ner as if my life was not my own, with a maniac glaring at me." "Yes, but the stick?" " The stick ? Why, 1 happened to let it REGARDLESS OF DENUNCIATION FROM ANY QUARTER. drop on the carriage bottom just as we got into last station Whereabouts are we, for I don't know?" and he gazed helplessly out of the window. " Huntingdon, is it ?" " It slipped out o' my fingers, the stick did, and 1 was stooping to pick it up—yards away from her, when she screamed out, " Let it be !" and drew a pistol, sir ; a re volver with eight or ten barrels. It's true, upon my honor ! 1 thought tie train was stopping, but I'd have jumped out of it if we'd been on a viaduct, for I'm sure she's raving." " There have been so many cases lately of ladies assaulted in railway carriages that perhaps—" 1 was simply intending to say that perhaps my aunt was not an es caped lunatic, but had armed herself under that mistaken fear, but I was stopped. " Got id heavens ! Is that the way you look at it?" exclaimed my companion, ris ing horror stricken from his seat. "1 as sure you I never touched the lady ; 1 never was within it yard of her till I had to brush past. You don't believe it, I see ! I'm a married man, and have live children at home. Is it likely—is it reasonable? My bankers will tell you 1 ain respectable, sir. 1 never put a finger on her, and no body would do so, for she's as ugly as sin. My soul ! To think of such a charge as this ! She's seventy years of age, sir. Is it likely ?" "She s not fifty yet, sir," 1 stammered out. " But I didn't touch her. I'll swear it ! Interfere with a moman armed in that way —is it reasonable to think it?" he again pleaded. " But," he quickly went on, " who knows what lies she'll tell the guard? And my name's on the stick in full—it's a presentation stick. Oh dear !" he groaned tumbling back on the seat. " 1 suppose, from what the guard said, he'll ask the lady ; but I din't think you need be afraid," I remarked soothingly. "After this row in the papers, the magis trates would commit a saint; and there are lots o' folks who'd believe it against a new born babe. Let me get out! I may as well be killed as disgraced. What would my wife say? I should never have another hour's peace. Let me go. I have a bit of luggage, but anybody may have that—you may! But I swear 1 never touched her; an' if it's the last word I say, 1 vow it's true." He had become so excited, that I won't say he would not have left the carriage in stanter, if I would have allowed him. 1 was obliged to confess that I knew the la dy, and that she was very eccentric, but I assured him she would never make any such charge as he apprehended. After some time 1 succeded in quieting the gen tleman a little, and in the intervals of wi ping profuse perspiration from his face, head and neck, he repeatedly intimated that if I would hut recover for him his stick, his house, his lands, the balance at his bank er's, and nearly everything that was his, should be at my disposal whenever I chose to visit the neighborhood of Gainsborough, where, it seemed, he resided. "I've seen somewhere, it's forty shillings for getting into a carriage while the train's moving," said my companion. "I'll give the guard two pounds willingly, and end it," he said, pulling out his purse to he ready, for the train was stopping for collection of tickets at Peterborough. "By jingo, there it goes! She's finished somebody!" And the money rattled to the bottom of the car riage, as 1 leaped to my feet, for the sharp crack of a pistol was heard from the adjoin ing compartment. All was instantly com motion. The train stopped, and every win dow was crowded with heads; the woman shrieked, and the men shouted, I opened our door, for I was horrified to see a man m railway uniform stretched on the ticket platform. "Is he a ticket collector? I thought he was a ruffian!" Uttered my aunt's rough and now agonized tones, as she leaned out of the next window, with the revolver in her hand. Then, a long, loud scream esca ping- from her, she loosed the deadly weap on, which rattled down among the wheels, and closing her eyes, she grew very pule,, and subsided in a swoon. A number of us hurried to the man in the railway uniform, who still lay on the plat form quite motionless Upon raising him, he was seen to be wounded on the upper part of the forhead. A rivulet of blood trickeled down, and the front locks of hair were singed and frizzled. I believed, for the moment, that my aunt had reloaded the pistol, and startling visions of trials for murder flitted before my eyes. But the man almost instantly rallied, and a surgeon, who was among the passengers, pronounc ed that the wound was only a skin-graze from the wading. The collector, in answer to the fifty and one inquiries made at once, explained that as the train was stopping he put his hand on the carriage door to ask for the lady's ticket, when she instantly lifted her arm and shot him! Aunt Tab, amidst all the hurly-bmJj which prevailed, was lifted out of the carriage, and carried down to the station, where she was con veyed to the station-master's room, fortu nately remaining unconcious the while.— I got'my Gainsborough friend (who in the interval had contrived to secure his stick) to accompany me to the head official, and relate what he had observed of the lady's demeanor, urging this in corroboration of my own account of the craze my aunt had been encouraged in by that ridiculous Mrs. Leeson. From my unlucky relative's own story, when she had a little come round, it ap peared that she had been lying back in the carriage, with her eyes shut,ruminating on the narrow escape she had had from un heard-of peril by the forced flight of a cowardly assailant at Huntingdon, and as the train slackened for Peterborough she opened her eyes to find a man's face at the Window, wnereupon she raised the pistol, and pulled the trigger instantly. It was very fortunate for the man that I had ex tracted the original charge, and as no bul lets were found in the other barrels, the charges of which were at once drawn, I represented that my aunt's only object was to raise an alarm. The wounded man, however, intimated that it was no part of his ordinary duties to be shot at by lady passengers even with blank cartridge; and my aunt, overjoyed to see him alive, wish ed to present to him her porte-monnia.— I took care that he was handsomely com pensated, and, indeed, we parted on such a friendly footing, that, winking shrewdly from underneath a great patch of sticking- plaster, he said he would not mind being shot at again upon the same terms. Af er some two hours' delay, during which time my aunt was examined mentally by three local doctors, it was graciously decided not to call in magisterial interference, on the co iditioii that 1 at once conveyed my relative hack to London, and pledged my self to place her under proper medical con trol. 1 and the crushed lady accordingly re turned to town by the next up train, in a state of mind on her part which I shall not attempt to describe. She has not paid the visit into Lincolnshire, and 1 do not expect she ever will. Aunt Tab lias never asked for any explanation of how I come to be so opportunely at hand at Peterborough, but most likely she learned it all from Mrs. Lee son, with whom 1 held a boisterous con versation immediately after she had recov ered the surprise of my aunt's unexpected return. THE OCEAN CEMETERY. —The sea is the largest of cemeteries, and its slurnberers sleep without a monument. All other graveyards, in all other lands, show some symbol of distinction between the rich and poor, but in the ocean cemetery the king and the clown, the prince and the peasant, are alike undistinguished. The same wave rolls over all—the same requi in by the minstrelsy of the ocean is sung to their honor. Gver their remains the same storm heats, and the same sun shines, and there, unmarked, the weak and powerful, the plumed and the unhonored, will sleep on until awakened by the same trump, when the sea will give up its dead. I thought of sailing over the slumbering but devoted Gookman, who, after his brief but brilliant career, perished in the President—over the laughter-loving Power, who went down in the same ill-fated vessel we may have pass ed. In this cemetery sleeps the accom plished and pious Fisher ; but where he and thousands of others of the noble spirits of the earth lie, no one but God knoweth. No mafble rises to point out where their ashes are gathered, or where the lover of the good or wise can go and shed the tear of sympathy. Who can tell where lie the tens of thousands of Afraca's sous who perished in the " middle passage ?" Yet that cemetery hath ornaments of Jehovah. Never can I forget my days and nights, as T passed over the noblest of cemeteries without a monument.— Giles. THE NECESSITY OF PRAYER. —God has so made man, and so established his govern ment, that prayer, like every other exercise of the soul, has its own peculiar blessings, which can come through no other means. \\ c have all need, yea, more I fear, than we appreciate, have we need of a constant sense of the presence of our Heavenly Fa ther—of deep and heart-felt submission to His will—of satisfaction with Ilis govern ment—of reconciliation to the allotments oi His Providence—of a forgiving spirit, and a sense of sins forgiven—of increasing and ever growing desires for the good of others —of reliance upon (iod for strength, in the hour if temptation, of hope for deliverance from all evil—and of cheerful reliance upon that sleepless care of God, that from day to day, supplies our every want. And these blessings, so rich, and valuble, come upon the soul, only through the prayer of faith. How soon does a little child forget his father,if he never sees him or speaks to him! So soon, does the man forget God, and his duty to him, who neglects to com mune with him in prayer. Well, then, might the Savior teach his disciples to pray, and well might the Apostle exhort us to "pray without ceasing." DESIRE FOR WEALTH. —Of all the pas sions that stimulate man to exertion, that of acquiring wealth is the most absolute and absorbing. It is a desire universally implanted in the human soul ; it is the gov ernment principle, the controlling force which changes the physical feature of the earth, exposes the mental, moral and social condition of civilized nations, and in a great measure changes the destinies of mankind. That vital force whose activity results in the grandest achievements of en terprise and industry—which levels moun tains and fills up valleys, turns the course of rivers, builds cities, traverses continents and oceans, and exchanges the products of the more remote regions, derives its power, and receives its first impulse from the do sire t > accumulate wealth; to hold the talismanic sign before which the nations of the earth bow down. The child does not value money until he begins to learn that it procures toys and luxuries for him, and as he grows older he comprehends and ap preciates the overmastering desire for gain, and joins the universal scramble after the world's idol. WANT OK DECISION —A great deal of tal ent is lost to the world for the want of a little courage. Every day sends to their graves a number of obscure men, who have only remained in obscurity because their timidity has prevented them from making a lirst effort, and who, if they had only been induced to begin, would in all proba bility have gone great lengths in the ca reer of fame. The fact is, in doing any thing in the world worth doing, we must not stand shivering on the bank thinking of the cold and danger, but jump in and scrabble through as well as you can. It will not do to be perpetually calculating risks and adjusting nice chances ; it did all very well before the flood, when a man could consult his friends upon an intended publication for a hundred and fifty- years, and live to see its success for six or seven centuries afterwards, but at present a man waits and doubts, and consults his broth ers, and his uncles, and his particular friends, till one day he finds that he is six ty five years of age, that he has lost so much time in consulting first cousins and particular friends that he has no more time to follow their advice. There is so little time for over squeamishuess at present, that the opportunity slips away. The very period of life at which man chooses to ven ture, if ever, is so confined that it is no bad rule to preach up the necessity, in such in stances, of a little violence done to the feel ings, and efforts made in defiance of strict and sober calculation. Passage from the diary of a late physi cian:—"The fellow got well before I came." Sjfrii pei* Anrrnrn, m Advance. A ROMANCE OF REAL LIFE. Many years ago a Mr. (J., of this county, after a long sickness died, and left a wife and two small children—a boy and a girl— in bumble circumstances, to tight their own battles through life A little cot by the hillside, near the Brandywine, was secured to the widow and children. Time past, the girl became a woman, married a very wor thy man and moved to Philadelphia. lb was stricken down by disease, and after a long sickness died, leaving his young wife with two small children to return to moth er by the "hillside near the Brandywine." The boy also became a man. Not satis fied with bis prospects, and surroundings, lie—the boy Henry—one spring morning, with the blessing of bis mother and sister, started for the great West to make his for tune. Time passed, and mother and sister received letters from him as he journeyed westward, until he passed Fort Indepen dence, when they failed to receive any; yet son Henry was traveling, not satisfied with his prospect And so he travelled on until he came to the State of Chihuabua, Mexico, stopping at Gposura for a few days to recruit. Henry became acquainted with one dark-eyed signoretta, and before long lie was able to say be bad found his Eldo rado. And Henry being married, settled among bis Mexican friends. Being a man of an ingenious turn of mind, he soon as tonished the natives, made money, and was a leading man among them. Years passed, during all of which time mother and sister still plodded along in the cot by the " hill side near the Brandywine." Three weeks ago last Thursday, Mrs. U., on going to the post office, found a letter there from her son Henry, in Mexico. As it had been so long since hearing from Jiim, she opened it without much ceremony. A piece of tissue paper fell out —she picked it up and examined it; it contained a coat of arms, had figures and dates writ ten in different colorings—it read : "Wells Fargo & Co., pay to Mrs. G., or order, the sum of five thousand dollars, in gold, and charge the same to Juras, Castinos A Co., bankers, Mexico." The letter informed her that lie was mar ried, had made money, and that the enclosed draft was to enable her to buy a house, for he said, "I am coming to see you next summer, and wish you to be nicely fixed, because I am going to bring my wife and children with me." The same day Mrs. G., took the letter and draft to Mr. P., a gentleman who had been her friend since her husband's death. The consultation over, the following took place: The next day Mr. P, sold the draft in Phil adelphia for over eleven thousand dollars ; six thousand dollars of money was invested in HMO's, a house and lot bought in the an cient town of Coatesville, and the loose change taken to re-furnish it. To-day the house is in order, and mother and sister are waiting patiently for Henry, who left them many yea's ago, one spring morning, to seek his fortune in the West, when they lived in the cot by the " hillside near the Brandy wine." — Westchester Record. COQUETRY AMONG GIRLS.—I suppose that coquetry, iu its legitimate form, is among woman's charms, and that there is a legit imate sphere for its employment, for, ex cept in rare natures, it is a natural thing with your sex. Nature has ordained that man prise most that which shall cost an ef fort, and while it has designed that you shall at some time give your heart and hand to a worthy man, it lias also provi ded away for making the prize he seeks an apparently difficult one to win. It is a simple aud beautiful provision for enhanc ing your value in his eyes, so as to make a difficult thing of that which you know to be unspeakably easy. If you hold your self cheaply, and meet all advances with opeu willingness and gladness, the natural result will be that your lover will tire of you. To become a flirt is to metamorphose into a disgusting passion that which by a natural constitution is a harmless and use ful instinct. This instinct of coquetry, which makes a womau a thing to be won, and which I suppose all woman are con scious of posessing in some degree, is not a thing to be cultivated or developed at all. It should be left to itself, unstimulated and uuperverted; and if, in the formative stage of your womanhood, by imitating them, or seeking to make impressions for the sake of securing attentions which are repaid by insult and negligence, you do vi olence to your nature, you make yourself a woman whom your own sex despise, and whom all sensible men who do not mean to cheat you with insincerities as mean as yours, are afraid of. They will not love yon, and they will not trust yon.— Dr. Hol land. CORNERED. —Covetous people often seek to shelter themselves behind the widow's mite and to give a paltry sum to benevolent ob jects under cover of her contribution. The following incident has a moral for all such: A gentlemen called upon a wealthy friend for a contribution. "Yes, 1 must give you my mite," said the rich man. "You mean the widow's mite, T suppose," replied the other. "To be sure 1 do." The gentleman continued—"l will be satisfied with half as much as she gave.— llow much are you worth ?" "Seventy thousand dollars," he answer ed. "Give then a check for thirty five thous and that will be just half as much as the widow gave; for she gave all she had." It was a new idea to the wealthy mer chant. A PARTICULAR IRISHMAN. —One of the city colporteurs of Cincinnati some time ago, when engaged in distributing tracts among the poor benighted ones about the town, met with an amusing incident. Coming to an insolatcd building of humble pretensions, he opened the door without the ceremony of knocking, saying : " Will you accept a tract of the Holy Land ?" meaning the four pages of the letter press he had in his hand. The man of the house instantly replied— " Yes, bejabers ; a whole section, if you give a good title ; but I'd like to know if there be much fever'n ague there to bother a poor divil ?" The colporteur retreated. CALLING NIOKNAME3. One of tlits worst of bad habits wiiicb bad boys indulge in is calling their com panions or other people nicknames ITiis when done on purpose, is very wrong, and often very cruel, for they mostly indulge their wicked wit on those who have some bodily infirmity which they cannot help. We wish to caution the boys who read this against such conduct; for many boys who do not wish to be unkind or cruel may be tempted to do so before they are aware just because there is some fun in it. "I shall never forget," says one, "an in cident of my boyhood, by which I was taught to be careful not to wound the feel ings of the unfortunate. A number of us school boys were playing by the roadside one Saturday afternoon, when the stage coach drove up to a neighboring inn, and the passengers alighted. As usual we gathered around to observe them. Among the number was an elderly man, who got out with much difficulty, and when on the grouud he walked with his feet turned one way and his knees another, in a very awk ward manner. 1 thoughtlessly shouted "look at old rattle-bones!" The poor old man turned his head with an expression of pain which I can never forget. "Just then, to my surprise and horror, my father came round the corner, and im mediately stepping up to the stranger, shook his hand warmly, and assisted him to walk to our house, which was but a lit tle way off. 1 could enjoy no more play that afternoon, and when the time came 1 would gladly have hid myself, but I knew it would be in vain, and so tremblingly went into the sittingroom. To my great joy and relief the stranger did not seein to know me again, but remarked pleasantly to my father as he introduced rut; —'.*~ucli a tine boy was surely worth saving." How the words cut me to the heart! My father had often told me of u friend who plunged into the river to save me as I was drowning when a child, and who, in conse quence of a cold then taken, had been made a cripple by rheumatism ; and this was the man 1 had made a laughing stock for my companions! " 1 tell you, boys and girls, I would give a great deal to have the memory of that event taken away. If ever you are tempt ed as I was, remember that while no good can come of sport, whereby the feelings of others are wounded, you may be laying up for yourselves painful recollections that will not leave you for a lifetime. MAIMER 1. PETROLEUM VS. TOOTHACHE.— This city is the grand centre for gold, oil and coal spec ulators. The Girard House is the scene of many an interesting speculation. Every man you meet there has just the biggest thing in Pennsylvania in the shape of one of these lotteries. Harry Kenega, mine host of the Girard, relates the following joke, and as it illustrates the popular mania, we add it to the long catalogue of anecdotes relating to oil. "A gentleman, apparenly in great agony, holding his hand to his face, was walking up and down the corridor, when lie was approached by a sympathizing stranger, who kindly inquired what the trouble was. The sufferer replied that he was sorely af flicted with the toothache. The sympathet ic gentleman at once recommended the ap plication of crude petroleum to the deceas ed grinder, and producing a bottle of tiie sweet-smelling liquid, advised him to try it at once, at the same time telling him it would relieve him instantly. The sufferer repli ed that he could not do so at present, as lie had to attend a meeting of the board of brokers that afternoon, and if the members of the board got a smell of ile upon him, they would have a pump ir. his month in five minutes.— Sunday Mercury. LIFE AND DEATH. —IIow brief the distance between life and death ! Life is but the vestibule of death, and our pilgrimage on earth is but a journey to the grave. The pulse that denotes our life-stay beats our dead march; the blood which circulates through our bodies, while it flows with the tide of life, floats them onward to the deeps of death. 0, how closely allied is death to life. Trees do but grow that they may be felled. Empires rise and flourish but to decay; they rise to fall. Death is the black servant who rides behind the chariot of life. Death reaches far throughout this world, and has stamped all terrestial things with the broad arrow of the grave. But blessed be God there is a place where death is not life's equal, following hard its track, as evening shades the suns meridian, nor life's companion like a brother striking fast and cleaving close. There life reigits alone; there death kuells are never tolled. Bless ed land above the skies ! To reach it we must die ; but if after death we obtain a glorious immortality, then "to die is gain." —C. H. Spurgeoa. How FISH CHANGE COLOR. —The change of color in fish is most remarkable and takes place with groat rapidity. Put a living trout from a black urn into a white basin of water, and it becomes within half an hour of a light color. Keep the fish living in a white jar several days, and it becomes absolutely white ; but put it then into a dark colored or black vessel, and although on first being placed there the white color ed fish shows most conspicuously on the black ground in a quarter of an hour it be comes as dark colored as the bottom of the jar and consequently difficult to be seen Xo doubt this facillity of adapting its color to the bottom of the water in which it lives is of the greatest service to the fish in pro tecting it from its numerous enemies.— All anglers must have observed that in every stream the trout are very much the same color as the gravel or sand. Wheth er this change of color is a voluntary or in voluntary act on the part of the fish, is a matter for scientific investigation and dis cussion. DON'T COMPLAIN.— Don't complain of your birth, your training', your employment, your hardships ; never fancy you could be some thing ifyou only had a different lot or sphere assigned to you. God understands his own plans, and knows what you want a great deal better than you do. The very tilings that you most depreciate as fatal limitations and obstructions are probably what you most want. What yon call hindrances and discouragements, are probably God's oppor tunities, and it is nothing new that the pa tient should dislike his medicines, or any certain proof that they are poisons : No ! a truce to all such impatience Choke that devilish envy which gnaws at your heart because you are not in the same lot with others ; bring down your soul, or rather bring it up to receive God's will, and do his word, in your lot, in your sphere, under your cloud of obscurity, againstyour tempt ations ; and then you shall find that your condition is never opposed to your own good, but really consistant with it. Two breweries have been seized in Du buque by the U. S. authorities, for making fraudulent returns to the revenue officers. llow apt the quotation : "Oh shed not a tear As you stand around the beer!"