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THY AVIL.L. BE IJOME.
BY JOHN 0. WHITTIEII.
Wo see not, know not ; all our way
Is night—with Thee alone is day.
I P an out the torrent's troubled drift,
Above the storm our prayer we lift,
Thy will be done.
I'he flesh may fail, the heart may faint,
But who are we to make complaint,
it,- dare to plead in times like these
Tin- weakness of our love of ease?
Thy will be done !
Wo take with solemn thankfulness
Our burden up, nor ask it less,
And count it joy that even we,
May suffer, serve, or die for Thee,
\\hose will he done!
Though dim as yet in tint and line,
Wo trace Thy picture's wise design,
Old thank Thee that our age supplies
I lie dark relief of sacrifice.
Thy will be done !
Vud if, in our unworthiness,
I'hv sacrificial wine we press,
li from Thy ordeal's heated bars
i uir foot are seamed with crimson scars.
Thy will lie done!
if. for the ago to come, this hour
i if 1 rial hath vicarious power,
And, hlest by Thee, our present pain
1! Liberty's eternal gain,
Thy will be done!
Strike. Thou the Master, we thy keys.
The an them of the destinies!
The minor of thy loftier strain.
Our In arts shall breathe the old refrain,
Thy will be done!
feleft (TnU\
Aunt Tabitlia's Kailway Adventure.
MY Aunt Tabitha, 1 am sure, must have
horn a very ladylike personage before she
oaine sii strongly to resemble a gentleman,
fin-re an- cases where women, who ought
have been married twenty years ago,
.-trusted with the backwardness of the
tlier sex, strive, its it were, to become their
•wn husbands. Here was one of them.
Aunt Tab's voice deepened and grew harsh
er; her manners became abrupt, and her
movements jerking, until ill-natured people
suecringly said she was masculine. A fa-
Tic was maliciously put into circulation
that a blind beggar, in acknowledging
alms, had once addressed my relative as
" Sir." I always looked on thosecharacter
as simply a natural resemblance on
aunt's part to the highest models of her ad
miration ; and appointed to the appearance
••I a strong dark down upon the upper lip
as striking proof of the force of imagina
tion. But if Aunt Tab secretly admired
mankind, she also suspected them, and
•seemed ever to be in fear of its being dis
covered that she was not really a married
■ utple in one, and that some suddenly fas
i-mated wooer might become too rough in
:.is attentions. To what lengths the feel-
Tug was carried, 1 only accidentally learn
"Supposing I saw him gradually steal
ing upon me from the other end, I could
: ret tlic bludgeon ready and meet him at
j tin- distance," resolutely said the unmistak
-1 able Tahiti) an tones.
lint if lie should happen to spring upon
vui (ruin the opposite seat ! What should
yeu do then ?" asked a voice I recognized
as that of my aunt's companion, Mrs. Lec
-"ii, a widow ol some thirty years standing,
and who, therefore, thought in a lesser de
-f e, had her own cornplaiut of neglect
against my sex.
In that case, 1 should present the dag
gi-i in such away that he would rush upon
So !" added my aunt, with a very the
atrical accent," I shall always keep the
point turned a little outwards under mv
-leak." J
" Couldn't you shoot him quicker?" mild
ly inquired Mrs. Leeson.
No; I find it takes tune to aim the pis
mi and pull the trigger," was the calm re
plv.
Bludgeons, daggers and pistols ! What
in the name of goodness, did this mean?
Who was the fellow alluded to as "he,"
with whom means like these were neces
-ai y : 1 had put my hand upon the handle
•1 my aunt's setting-room door to enter,
ut the first words 1 overheard of this mys
|'T: as conversation rooted me to the spot.
N' w, then," resumed my aunt's impress
ve tones from within, " we'll practice open
"v the doors and getting on the footboard,
supposing I should he so taken by surprise
not to have tune to use any of the wea-
I TS. \re you ready? Stop a minute;
1 * cushion represents the dividing arm of
two scats," and, in the pause, I could
1 it" seine rustling arrangements being
! '' l ''- " Now then, you must throw your
• ' suddenly over upon me. Don't mind
l! - 11 little rough ; 1 dare sav that the
■ it* wont. Now!"
- the sound of a fierce strug
- ciisiied ; and, opening the door a little
j • cover of the noise, I was horrified to
x "t Tab and Mrs. I ,ceson closely era
jj, OIU . coruer (> 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!"