cia.st ,stlect `,Potirg, Written At My Mother's Giraie. DT G. D, PRENTICE. The trembling dew-drops fall Upon the shutting flowers, like souls at rest • The stars shine gloriously—and all, save me, are bleat. ` Mother, I love thy grave! The violet, with its blossoms blue and mild• • Waves o'er thy head; when it shall wave 7 Above thy child • - iris a sweet flower—yet must Its bright leaies to the coining tempest bow, Dear mother, tis thine emblem--dust • •Is on my biow And I could love to die_ To leave untested dark bitter streams; By thee, as oral in - childhood lio And share thy dreams. Aud must I linger hera, - • To stain the plumnge of My stainless yew*, And mourn- the hopes of ahildhoca dear With bitter tears ? - • Ay, must I linger here, A lonely branch upon a withered tree, -. - - Whose last frail leaf, untimely, scar' Went down with thee! Ott from life's withering bower, , In still communion with the past, I turn.; • And muse on thee,ilie only flower In memory's urn. HY-GOZVE HOURS. VC ROSIN& The by-gene hours!.; How oft in dreams We live them o'er again! Snore bright with smiles, and love, and hope, And some all drk with pain. Again, mid Hope's•young rosy bowers, I - As children gay, we rove, Our young brows crowrid with wild-wood flaw's, Our young hearts filled with love: We duster round our mother's. knee, . 1 ' And lisp the artless prayer ; Shd breaths sweet words of God and Mail, And bids us seek him there. I With watchful care and patient faith, ' I Her dear task she fulfils; i With hope of love's bright sure reward; I , Her tender bosom thrills. I How sweet a task is heir, to mark • The unfolding bud each hour, Until 'n perfect fragraneb floats, Around the perfect flower!— To watch the aspiring spirit soar Above earth's cares, and fling immortal truths and glorious light Prom its untiring wing. Oh, Love. how Mystic. is thy chain How fatieles.s is thy truth ! How holy thou in silvery nee— _• How beautiful in youth! How like the violet's reward, When careless steps have brushed The dew-drops from its purple breast— 'Tis sweetest when 'tis crugted. Dear by.gone hours! Though Lives young morn Glows bright with happy light, Thy memory will forever set In•Lu'g's eternal night.. The dearest wish of this glad heart, With all its yearning wild, To live thy golden moments o 4 er-- • - To be once more a child! Ltljstellantints. - A Powerful Dellueatlaa. The following is an extract from the address of Jadge Johnson, of Georgia; in sentencing G. D. Comet to death, Air the - murder without prov ocation of W. W. fades : "Nor shall the Awe be forgotten in which occurred this shedding of blood. • It Area In one of the thonsand ante-chambers of hell, which mar like plague spots the fair face of our State. You need not•be. told that I mean a tippling shop—The meeting place of Satan's minions. lad the foul cesspool which by spontaneous gene ration breeds and nurtures all that is loathsome and 'disgusting in •profatrity; and tribbling, and vulgarity, and sabbath breakinkv. I would not be the owner of a gingery for the price of this globe converted i into precious ore. For the pit. iful sum of a aide, he furnished the poisonewhicli made the, dace:4od a fool, and converted this trembling cuipkl into a demon. How paltry this price of two , human Jives ! This traffic is tolerated by law, and, 'therefore, the vender has committed an offence not cognizable by earthly tribunals : but in Sight of Him who is 'unerring wisdom, he who deliberately: furnishes the inter ccatini didiglit ;which inflames to anger and vio lence ind bloodshed, is partieeps crimirriain the, moral turpitude of the deed. Is it nothigh time - that these sinks of vice and crime should be held rigidly accountable to the laws of the land, and: placed placed under tho ban of an enlightened and virtu . DIM public opinion r . • A Rich Joke. A gentleman in this place, played off a rich joke on his Metter half the other day. Being something of an'epicure, he took* it into his head that he would like to have 'a first _rate dialler. So ligaddressed her a note,politely informing her that "a gentleman of ber acquaintance--an old and true friend, would dine with her that day.' As .soon as sbe received it, alrhands went to work to get everything in oider. Precisely at 12 o'clock she was prepared to receive her guest. The hone tvas as clean is a new piu—a gimp tons dinner was on the table and she, arrived in her best attire., A gentle knock was heard, and she started with a palpitating berilt to the door, 'She thought it must be ari old friind.--perhaps a trother---from thet t Plice whence . they once moved. r On opening the door; she saw her husband wtth a _smiling countenance. , " Why, my dear," says she, in an anxious tone, whereis the gentleman you spot oiof in our noted" "Why," said he good humordly," am I nut a goutintian - o(your acquaintance, an Old . and: true friend " Oh r 4 said -she, distressingly, ". is there no body but you?" • • • • • " Ideclare thii is: too.Lad,' said said his. wife ; in an angry tone. •• - . • . The husband laughed ( immoderately—his ' better half said she felt like giving hi iri'a tongue gashing—=but finally they Fat down cozily nether, and for• once I►e had a good dinner without having-company: • • .-• • . ..•. • . • ' I. ... • = ... . - ._ _ . ~• - . . . .. 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