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CHRISTMAS TALE.
From Godey's Lady's Book!
CHRISTMAS PRESENTS.
A STORY FOR THE HOLIDAYS.
BY T. 8. ARTHUR.
"Didn't he make vou a nreepnt nf snv.
thing, Lizzy I' asked Margaret Granger of
uer cousin iiizzy ureen.
No, not even of a strawberry cushion,'
spoke up Lizzy's sister Jane, 'that ho might
have bought for a six-pense. I think he's
a right down mean, selfish, stingy fellow,
so 1 do; and if he doesn't keep Lizzy on
bread and water when he gets her, my
name's not Jane Green.'
I wouldn't have him," said Marearet.
jesting, yet half in earnest. Let Christmas
go by and not make his sweetheart or sister
a present of the most trifling value! He
must have a penny soul. Why, Harry
Lee sent me the 'Leaflets of Memory' and
a pair of the sweetest flower-vases you ever
saw, and he only comes to see me as a
friend. And Cousin William made me a
present ol a splendid copy of 'Mrs. Hall's
Sketches,' the most interesting hook I ever
read. Besides, 1 received lots of things.-
Why my table is full of presents.'
'You have been quite fortunate,' said
Lizzy, in a quiet voice : 'much more so
than Jane and I, if to receive a great many
Christmas presents is to be considered fortu
nate.'
But don't you think Edward might have
sent you some token of good-will and affec
tion in this holiday season, when every one
is giving or receiving presents V asked
Margaret.
Nothing of the kind was needed, Cousin
Maggy, as an expression of his feelings to
wards me,' replied Lizzy. He knew that
I understood their true quality, and felt that
any present would have been a useless for
mality.'
'You can't say the same in regard to
Jane. He might have passed herthe usual
compliment of the season.'
'Certainly he might,' said Jane. 'Lizzy
needn't try to excuse him after this lame
fashion. Of course, there is no cause for
the omission but meanness that's mv opin
ion, and I speak it out boldly.'
'It isn't right to say that, sister," remark
ed Lizzy. 'Edward has other reasons for
omitting the prevalent custom at this sea
son and good reasons, I am well assured.
As to the charge of meanness, I don't think
the fact you allege a sufficient ground for
making it.'
Well, 1 do then, ' said Cousin JMargaret.
'Why, iflwerea young man and enga
ged in marriage to a lady, I'd sell my shoes
but what I'd give her something as a Christ
mas present.'
'Yes or borrow or beg the money,'
chimed in Jane.
'Every one must do as he or she tl link's
best' replied Lizzy. As for me, I am con
tent to receive no holiday gift, being well
satisfied that meanness on the part of Ed
ward has nothing to do with it.'
But notwithstanding Lizzy said this, she
could not help feeling a little disappointed
more, perhaps, on account of the appear
ance of the thing than from any suspicion
that meanness, as alleged by Jane, had
anything to do with the omission.
'I wish Edward had made Lizzy some
kind of a present,' said Mrs. Green to her
husband a day or two after the holiday had
passed; 'if it had been only for the looks
of the thing. Jane has been teasing her
about it ever since; and calls it nothing
but meanness in Ldward. And I'm afraid
he is a little close.'
Better that he should be so than too
free.' reulied Mr. Green : 'though I must
confess that a dollar or two, or even ten
dollars, spent at Christmas in a present for
his intended bride, could hardly have been
set down to the score of prodigality. It
does look mean, certainly.'
'He is doing very well.'
'He gets a salary of eight hundred dol
lars, and I suppose it doesn't cost him over
four or five hundred dollars to live at
least it ought not to do so.'
'He has bought himself a snug little
house, I am told.'
'If he's done that, he's done very well,'
said Mr. Green, 'and I can forgive him for
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uui auciiuuiii ma iiiviivv in iu lauiiua Ijie-
eiit, i'nat are never of rr.-uch use, say the
, . . . . , . p f .
best you will of them. I'd rather Edward
would have a comfortable house to put his
wife in than see him loading her down, be
fore marriage, with presents of one foolish
thing or another."
True. But it wouldn't have hurt him
to have given the girl something, if it had
only been a book, a purse, or some such
trifle.'
For which trifles he would have been as
strongly charged with meanness as he is
now. Better let it go as it is. No doubt he
has good reasons for his conduct." "
Thus Mr. Green and Lizzy defended Ed
ward, while the mother and Jane scolded
about his meanness to their heart's content.
Edward Mayfield, the lover of Lizzy
Green, was a young man of good princi
ples, prudent habits and really generous
feelings ; but his generosity did not consist
in wasting his earnings in order . that he
might be thought liberal and open-hearted,
but in doing real acts of kindness where he
saw that kindness was needed. He bad
saved from his salary, in tbe course of four
or five years, enough to buy himself a very
snug house, and had a few hundred dollars
in the Savings' Bank; with which to furnish
it, when the time came for1 him to get mar
ried. Ttm time was not very far off when
the Christmas, to wbtcn allusion baj been
made, came round. At this holiday sea-
sun,' Edward had intended to make both
Lizzy and her sister a handsome present,
and he had been thinking for sotjna weeks
as to what it should be. Many articles,
wtn useful and merely ornamental, were
thought of, but none of them exactly pleased
his fancy.
A. day or two before Christmas, he sat
thinking about the matter, when something
or other gave a new turn to his reflections.
They don't really need anything, he
said to himself, 'and yet I propose to my
self to spend twenty dollars in presents
merely for appearance's sake. Is this
right?'
Right if you choose to do it,', he replied
to himself.
'I am not so sure of that,' he added, after
a pause. And then he sat in quite a mu
sing mood for some minutes.
That's better,' he at length said, risin"
up and walking about the floor. 'That
would be money and good feelings spent
to a better purpose.'
"But they'll expect something.' he argu
ed with himself; the family will think so
strange of it. Perhaps I'd better spend half
the amount in elegant books for Lizzy and
Jane, and let the other go in the way I
promise."
This suggestion, however, did not satisfv
him.
'Better let it all go in the other direc
tion,' he said after thinking awhile longer :
it will do a real good. The time will
come when I can explain the whole mat
ter if necessary, and do away with any
little laise impression that may have been
formed."
To the conclusion at which Edward arri
ved, he remained firm. No present of any
kind was made to his betrothed or her sis
ter, and the reader has seen in what light
the omission was viewed.
Christmas eve proved to be one of unu
sual inclemency. The snow had been fall
ing all day, driven into every nook and
corner, cleft and cranny, by a piercing
northeaster; and now, although the wind
had ceased to roar among the chimneys and
to whirl the snow with bliuding violence
into the face of any one who ventured
abroad, the broad flakes were falling slowly
but more heavily than since morning, though
the ground was covered already to the depth
of manj' inches. It was a night to make
the poor feel sober as they gatheren more
closely around their small fires, and thought
of the few sticks of wood or pecks of coal
that yet remained of their limited store.
On this dreary night, a small bov. who
had been at work in a printing-office all
day, stood near the desk of his employer,
: : . : i- i. t.
nauiiig to receive ins week's wages ana go
home to his mother, a poor widow, whose
slender income scarcely sufficed to give
food to her little household.
You needn't come to-morrow, John,' said
the printer, as he handed the lad the two
dollars that were due him for the week's
work ; Ho-morrow is Christmas.'
The boy took the money, and alter ling
ering a moment, turned away and walked
towards the door. He evidently expected
something, and seemed disappointed. The
printer noticed this, and at once compre
hended its meaning.
'John,' he said kindly.
The boy stopped and turned around : as
he did so, the printer took up a half dollar
from the desk, and holding it between his
fingers, said
You've been a very good boy, John,
think you deserve a Christmas gift. Here's
half a dollar for you.'
John's countenance was lit up in an in
stant. As he came back to get the money,
the printer's eyes rested upon his feet,
which were not covered with a very com
fortable pair of shoes, and he said
'Which would you rather have, John,
this half dollar or a pair of new shoes 1"
'I'd rather have the new shoes," replied
John, without hesitation.
'Very well ; I'll write you an order on
a shoemaker, and you can go and fit your
self,' and the printer turned to his desk and
wrote the order.
A he handed to John the piece of paper
on which the order was written, the lad
looked earnestly into his face, and then said,
with strongly marked hesitation
I think, sir, that my shoes will do very
well it mended ; they only want mending,
Won't you please write shoes for mvmoth-
er instead of me ?'
The boy's voice trembled, and his face
was suffused. He felt that he had ventur
ed too r.Vuch. The printer looked at him
Tor a moment or two, and then said
'Does your mother want shoes badly ?'
'Oh, yes, sir. She doesn't earn much
by washing and ironing when she can do
it, but she sprained her wrist three weeks
ago, and hasn't been able to do anything
but work a little about the house since.'
'And are your wages all she has to live
upon V
They are now.'
You have a little sister, I believe '
Yes, sir.'
'Does she want shoes, also 1'
She has had nothing but old rags on her
feet for a month.'
Indeed !
The printer turned to his desk, and sat
and mused for half a minute, while John
stood with his heart beating so loud that he
could hear its pulsations.
Give me tbe order,' the man at length
said to the boy, who handed him the slip
of paper. He tore it up, and then took his
pen and wrote a new order.
Take this,' he said, presenting it to
John. I have told the shoemaker to give
you a pair for your mother, yourself and
your" little sister; and here is the half dol
lar, my boy you must have that also.'
John took the order and the money, and
stood for a few moments looking into the
printer's face, while his lips moved as if he
were trying to speak ; but no sound cams
therefrom. Theri he turned away and left
the otboe without uttering a word
I .John i very late to-night,' said the; poor
Widow Elliot, as she got up and went to
the door to look out in the nope of seeing'
hef boy. ' Supper had been ready 'for at
least an hour, but she didn't feel like eatino
anything until John came home. Little
Netty had fallen asleep by the fire, and was
now snugly covered up in bed. As Mrs.
Elliot opened the door, the cold air pressed
in upon her, hearing its heavy burden of
snow. She shivered like one in a sudden
ague fit, and shutting the door, quickly
murmured
'My poor boy it is a dreadful night for
him to be out, and so thinly clad. I won
der why he stays so late away V
The mother had hardly uttered these
words when the door was thrown open,
and John entered with a hasty step, bear
ing several packages in his arms, all cover
ed with snow,
'There's your Christmas gift, mother,"
said he, in a delighted voice; 'and here is
mine, and there is Netty's ! displaying at
the same time three pairs of shoes, a pappr
of sugar, another of tea, and another of
rice.
Mrs. Elliot looked bewildered.
'Where did all these come from, John ?
she asked, in a trembling voice, for she was
overcome with surprise and pleasure at this
unexpected supply of articles so much
needed.
John gave an artless relation of what had
passed between him and the printer for
whom he worked, and added
'I knew the number you wore, and I
thought I would guess at Netty's size. If
they don't fit, the man says he will change
them; and I'll go clear back to the store
to-night but what she shall have her new
shoes for Christmas. Won't she be glad !
I wish she were awake.'
'And the tea, suger and rice, you Iwught
with the half dollar he gave you ! said the
mother.
'Yes,' replied John; I bought the tea
and the sugar for you. There is you're
Christmas gilt from me. And the rice
we'll all have to-morrow. Won't you
make us a rice pudding for our dinner V
'You're a good boy, John a very good
boy,' said the mother, much afTected bv the
generous spirit her son had displayed.
Yes, you shall have a rice pudding. But
take ofT your wet shoes my son they are
all wet and dry your feet by the fire.'
'No, not till you put Netty's shoes on to
sec if they fit her,' replied John. 'If they
don't fit, I'm going back to the store for a
pair that ill. She shall have her new
shoes for Christmas. And mother, try
yours on may be they won't do.
To satisfy the earnest bov, Mrs. Elliot
tried on Netty's shoes, although the child
was sleeping.
'Just the thing,' she said.
'Now try on yours,' urged John.
'They couldn't fit me better,' said the
mother, as she slipped on one of the shoes.
'Now take ofTyour wet ones, and dry your
feet before the fire, while I put the supper
on the table.'
John, satisfied now that all was right,
did as his mother wished, while she got
ready their frugal repast. Both were too
much excited to have very keen appetites.
As they were about rising from the table,
after finishing their meal some one knocked
at the door. John opened it and a gentle
man came in and said familiarly
'How do you do, Mrs. Elliot ?'
'Oh how do you do, Mr. Mayfield !
Take a seat,' and she handed her visiter a
chair.
How has your wrist got Mrs. Elliot !
Are you most ready to take my washing
again?"
It's better I thank you, but not well
enough lor that, and I cant tell when it
will be. A sprain is so long in getting
well.'
How do you get along, asked Mr. May
field. 'Can you do any kind of work V
'Nothing more than a little about the
house.'
'Then you don't earn anything at all ?'
No sir nothing.'
How do you manage to live, Mrs. Elli
ot?' We have to get along the best way we
can on John's two dollars a week.'
Two dollars a week ! You can't live on
wo t,?,,ar a weeL Mrg- Elliot that "
impossible.1
'It's all we have,' said the widow.
Mr. Mayfield asked a good many more
questions, and showed a very kind interest
in the poor widow's aflairs. When he
arose to go away he said
'I will send vou a few things to-night,
Mrs. Elliot, as a Christmas present. This
is the season when friends remember each
other, and tokens of good will are passing
in all directions I think I cannot do better
than to spend all I designed giving for this
purpose, in making you a little more com
fortable. So when the man comes with
what I shall send, you will know that it is
for you. Good night. 1 will drop in to
see you again before long.'
And ere Mrs. t.lliot could express her
thanks Mr. Mayfield had retired.
No very long time passed before the
voice of a man, speaking to his horse, was
heard at the door. The vehicle had mo
ved so noiselesly in the snow covered
street, that its approach bad not been ob
served. Tbe loud stroke of a whip handle
on the door caused the expectant widow
and her son to start, John immediately
opened it. .
'Is this Mrs. Elliot's ?' asked a carman,
who stood with his leather hat and rough
coat all covered with snow.
Yes sir,' replied John.
Very well, I've got a Christmas present
for her, I rather think, so hold open the
door until I bring it in.'
John had been Irving on bis new shoes,
and had got them laced up about bis ancles
iust as the carman cams. So out he bound.
ed into the snow, leaving the door to take
cage of -itself, and was up into the car i a
twinkling. It did not take long with
John's active assistance, to transfer the
Contents of the car to the widow's store
room, which had been for a longtime want
ing in almost everything.
Good night to you madam,' said the car
man as he was retiring, 'and. may to-morrow
be the merriest Christmas you ever
spent. It isn't every one that has a friend
like yours.'
No and may God reward him," said
Mrs. Elliot fervently, as the man closed
the door and left her alone with her chil
dren. And now the timely present was more
carefully examined. I consisted of many
articles. First, and not the least welcome,
was half a barrel of flour, Then there was a
bag of corn meal, another of potatoes, with
sugar, tea, rice, molosses, butter, etc. ; some
warm stockings for the children, a cheap
thick shawl for herself, and a pair of gum
shoes besides a good many little things
that had all been selected With strict regard
to to their use. A large chicken for a
Christ inns dinner, and some loaves of fresh
Dutch cake for the children, had not been
forgotten. Added to all this was a letter
containing five dollars in which the gener
ous donor said that on the next day he
would send her a small stove and half a ton
of coal.
Edward Mayfield slept sweetly and
soundly that night. On the next day,
which was Christmas, he got the stove for
Mrs. Elliot. It was a small, cheap econ
omical one, designed expressly for the
poor. He sent it with half a ton of coal.
Three or four days after Christmas, Mrs.
Green said to Lizzy and Jane, as they sat
sowing
'I declare, girls, we've entirely forgot
ten our washerwoman, poor Mrs. Elliot.
It is some weeks since she sent us word
that she had spiained her wrist, and could
not do our washing until it got well. I
think you had better go and see her this
morning. I shouldn't wonder if she stood
in need of something. She has two chil
dren, and only one of them is old enough
to earn anything and even he can only
bring home a very small sum. We have
done wrong to forget Mrs. Elliot.'
'You go and see her Lizzy,' said Jane. 'I
don't care about visiting poor peopln in dis
tress it makes mo feel bad.'
'To relieve their wants, Jane ought to mako
you feel good,' said Mrs. Green
'1 know it ought but I had rather not go.
'Oh yes, Jane,' said Lizzy, "you must go
with me. I want yo'i to go. Poor Mrs. El
liot who knows how much she may have suf
fered V
'Yes, Jiiiie, go with Lizzy, I want you to
tin.'
June did not like to refuse positively, so
she g(,t ready mid went, though with a good
deal of reluctance. Like a great many others
she had no objection to doing so, but to look
suffering in tho face was to revolting too her
sensitive feelings.
When Lizzy and Jane entered the humble
home of the widow, they found everything
comfortable neat and clean. A small stove
was upon the hearth, and, though the day wns
very cold diffused a cenial warmth through
out the room. Mrs. Elliot sit knitting ; he
appeared extremely glad to see the girls.
Lizzy inquired how her wrist was, how she
was getting a long, and if she stood in need
of any thing To the last question she re
plied "I should have wanted almost everything
to make me comfortable, had not Mr. May
field, one of the gentlemen I washed for be
fore I hurt my wrist, remembered nie a Christ
mas. He sent me this nice little stove and a
load of coal, a half barrel of flour, meal, pota
toes, tea, sugar, and can't now tell you what
all besides a chicken for our Christmas din
ner, and five dollars in money. I'm sure he
couldn't have spent less than twenty dollars.
Heaven knows 1 shall never forget him .' He
came on Christinas eve, and iuquired so kind
ly how 1 was getting along ; and then told
me that he would send me a little present in
stead of to thove who didn't really need any
thing, and who might forgive him for omit
ting the usual compliments of the season.
Soon after he was gone, a man biouyht a car
load of things, and on Christmas day the stove
and coal came.'
Jane looked at Lizzy, upon whose face
was a warm glow and in w nose eyes was
bright light.
'Tkeu you do nut need anything?' said
Lizzy.
'No, 1 thank you kindly, not now. I am
very comfortable. Long befoie my coal, flour
meal, and potatoes are out, I hope to be able
to take in washing again, and then I shall
not need anv assistance.'
'Forgive me, sister, for my light words a-
about Edward,' said Jane, tho moment she
and Lizzy left the widow's house. 'He is
generous and noble-hearted. I would rather
he had done this than made a present of the
moat costly remembrancer he could find, for
it stamps hit character. Lizzy, you may
well bo proud of him.'
Lizzy did not trust herself to reply, for she
could think of no woidt adequate to the ex
pression of her feelings.' When Jane told
her father about . tue widow Lizzy was
modestly silent oa ths subject Mr. Green
said
That was nobly done There is the ring
of the genuine vein ! . I am proud of him ','
. Tears came into Lizzy's ayes as she heard
ber father speak spprovingfy of her lover,
i Next year,' added Mr. Green, "we must
take a lesson of Edward, and improve our
system of holiday presents. How many hun
dreds and thottesndi of dollars are. wasted in
useases souvenirs and petty Ui8e,, tlMt might
do a lasting good, if the ataeara of kipd foe I.
ings were turnsd into s better channel.'
SELECT POETRY.
BOGERIXG IN MEXICO.
This kind o' aogcrin' aint a mite like our October
trainin',
A chap could clear right out from there ef t only
looked like rainin".
An' th Cunnles, too, could kiver up their shappors
with bandanners,
An' send the insines skootiii' to the bar room with
their banners,
(Fear o' gittin on 'em spotted,) an' a Caller could
cry quarter
Ef he fired away his ramrod artcr tu much rum
an' water.
This sort o' thing aint jest like tlict I wish thet '
wuz furdcr
Ninvpunre a day fcr killin' folks comes kind o'
low fcr murder,
(Wy I've worked out to xlartcrin some for Deacon
Cephas UilliiiK,
An' in the hardest times there wuz I oilers tclcheil
ten shillins,)
There's auttliin gits into my throat thet makes it
hard to awallcr,
It comes so nsteral to think about a hempen col
lar; It's glory, but, in spite o all my tryin' to pt a cal
lous, I feel a kind o' in a cart, aridin' to the gallus.
But when it comes to riV killed I tell ye I felt
streuked
The fust time ever I found out wy baggoncta wuz
peaked.
. . .
I apose you think I'm coinin' bark ri op)erlunt rz
thunder,
With shiploads o' gold images an' vurus sorts o'
plunder;
Wal, 'fore I vullinteered, I thought this country
wuz a sort o'
Canaan, a reg'lar Promised Landflowin with rum
an water,
Ware propaty growed up like time, without no
cultivation,
An' gold wuz dug ez tatcrs be among our Yankee
nation, -Ware
nateral advantages wee pufficly amszin',
Ware every rock there wuz about with precious
stuns wuz blazin',
Ware mill-sites filled the country up ez thick ez
you could crnin 'em,
An' disput rivers run about abeggin' folks to dam 1
But then, thinks I, at any rale there's glory to lie
lieu
That's an investment, artcr all, thct mayn't turn
out so bad;
But somehow, wen we'd fit and licked, I oilers
found the thanks
Out km o lodged atore tliey come ez low down
ez the ranks ;
The (iiu'rals got the biggeft sheer, the Cunnles
next, an' so on :
We never gut a blasted mite o' glory i I know
on;
Wal, arter I gin glory up, thinks I at last there's
one
Thing in the bills we aint lied yit, an' thet's the j
oLoaiors res ;
Ef once we git to Mexico, we fairly may presume
we
All day an night shall revel in the halls o' Mnn-U-zumy.
I'll tell ye wut y revels wuz, an' are how you
would like 'cm ;
We never gut inside the hall ; the nigliest ever
I come
Wui stan'in' sentry in the sun, (an', fact, iittemed
a cent'ry,)
A kctcbiu' smells o' biled an' roast thct come out
thru the entry
An' hearin', es I sweltered thru my passes an' re.
passes,
A rat-tat-too o' knives an' fork, a cliiikly-cliuk o'
classes;
I can't tell off the bill o' faro the tiiner.1'. hed" i.i-
,lJe; . . , ,
All I know is. thet oat o doors a pair o soles wuz
aii i anow ia, uin uu r
. . fr'Cd' , -, f llm
An' not a hundred miles away frum ware tin.
. .
child wuz posted,
A JrtWhuaetU citizen wuz baked an' biled ...'
roasted
The onNUang'like revelli.,' thet ever come to me
Wuz beiu' routed out o' sleep by that darned re-
vcee
...aasaaaaajapaaaj
A Younq Clergyman in England being
crossed in love, committed suicide last montl
under circumstances which piodticed a very
painful sensation in the parish. Deceased
was tho Rev. W. Browne, of St. John's Ox
ford, and for two years past curate of St. Ste
ven's, Swiuton, one of the suburban districts
of Notingham, and of good family, and much
esteemed. About six months ago he formed
the acquaintance of tho Rev. E Bull, Vicar
of Penilow, Essex, to whose daughter, a young
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laUV Ol IAICJII. Iu Dliu.vu iiiuv. ,. ..,
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becoming at length a constant visitor st tho
. ' Mi- nn !n.t,i.
house. Finally he wrote to Miss Bull, inclo
sing her a handsome present, which, with
the letter, she placed in the hand of her fa.
ther, who the same day wrote a nolo in reply
which in frieudly lurm ihajiked Mr. Browne
for the kindness he had showu bis daughter,
but begged of hioi Io diacoutinue his suit, at
least for the present, ou uccount of her ex
trem youth, this- communication produced a
state of frenzy that led to ike catastrophe iu
question. . .. '
; The population of the Austrian empire is
thus classified :'
' SolavonisriS . ' 16,100,000
Germans ' 8,800,000-
! Magyars 4,300,000 :
WaUachians 2,800,000
Italians . , , 4,500.000
. The Solsvonians could easily rule Austria,
if they only had German beads.
THE OOl.D FEVF.n.
Tnr. Route to California. The guld fe.
vcr is raging still more in New York than is
this city, we learn from the Tribune. "There
are some seven or eight vessels in the berth
for Chagres, beside the steamer Oregon. Tho
Oregon is obliged to refuse passenger daily.
The John Benson was so full of passengers
that four or five were taken, at their earnest
request, with no better sleeping accommoda
tions than the deck. At the last moment a
sturdy German made his nppeatanro on the
wharf, with a pick-a.e in one hand and a
shovel in the other, and insisted upon being
taken, agreeing to pay his passage, $80, in
hard money, and to sleep in tho main-top, if
necessary. We have advices from New Or.
leans that the steamer Falcon, having dis.
charged her Havana and New Orleans passen
gers, is full probably one hundred for
Chagres. According to present appearances
the California will have two hundred passen
gers from Panama to San Francisco, which,
at S200 each, will make a splendid thintr for
the owners. The cost of getting to San Fran-
ciseo by the Chugres route, using the mail
steamers, is about S375; say $150 to Cha
gres, $20 across tho Isthmus, and S200 from
Panama to San Francis. By taking second
cabin passages, however, the cost will be re
duced Rbout $80: and by taking sailing ves
sels instead of steamer to Charges, the pas
sage may bo made for $250. The voyage via
Vera Cruz and Acapnlco may probably be
made in rather less time, but not cheajier.
The passage via Panama will probably aver
age thirty. five days from New York. Tho.
distance from Panama to San Fiancisco is a
bout 3,500 miles'
Keats, the Pokt, at School. As a boy
at school, he was always fighting, and chose
his favorites amongst those of his school-fellows,
with whom he fought the most read'ly.
and pertinaciously. We also find him giving
a severe drubbing to a butcher whom he
saw buating a little boy, and obtained the,
enthusiastic admiration of a crowd of bystan
ders for his interference. On one occasion
he violently attacked an usher who had box
ed his brothers ears. Combined with his
pugnacity there was, however, a passionate
sensibility, exhibiting itself in the strongest
contrasts, and in this sensibility we see the
author of "Eudymion." Convulsions of laugh
ter and of tears were equally frequent with
him, and ho would puss from one to the otli jr
almost without an interval. On tho death of
his mother be hid himself in a nook under
the master's desk for several days, in a long
agony of grief, and not be consoled. At school
he was popular for his skill in all manly ex
ercises, no less than for the geuernsily of his
disposition. ''He combined," writes one of
his school fellows, "a terrier like resoluteness
of character with the most noble placibility .''
British Quarterly Review.
Valve of the Bible. When Sir Walter
! Scott returned, a trembling invalid from Italy.
to die in his native land, the sight of. home,
so invigorated his spirits that some hope was
cherished that he might recover. But ho
found that he must die. Addressing his son-in-law,
he said '-Bring me a boot." "What
book? replied Lockhart. "Can you ask?"
j replied the man whose wotks have charmed
the w orld ; 'can you ask what book ? There,
is but one.'" Precious Bible '. There is no
thing it does not olfer, nothing it does not
give, to tho man who feels his wants and!
seeks its bouuly. Truth that never prows old,
riches that never decay, pleasures that never
( cloy, a crown that is never tarnished, griefs
assuaged and tears tranquilizer, Drigm nnpes
and incorruptible immortality, are the gift of
God to all the lovers of the Bible. Dr. Spring
j ton lROSV.
I Mr. Lynn, of tho rrvi,ng Institnte, has ad-.
' ' , . . '
i (iregsej a ioUor t0 his brethren of the Chits-
! lian Advocate and Journal, stating the way
, ...... ., i r n fi,
i i.i which hu wife was cured of Dropsy. Tho
:
f s: ....
w has been cured of that, species of,
' dropsy called ascitic,, afler our physician iu
this town, and two eminent physiciuus in
I Now York, relinquished the hope of her ever!
i getting rid of it. We used a great vaiitty
of appointed remedies w ithout bcneiit, and
finally submitted to the operation of tapping
under tho direction of Dr. Palmer, when
thrtt gallons of water were drawn away in
about five minutes. This afforded immediate
relief ; but the water collected again, and in
about three weeks the bloating was nearly as
great as before. She continued to drink a
decoction of Apocynum Cannobinum, which
always proved more beneficial in checking
the progress of the irregular secretion than
anyother drink. Expecting tosubmil loano-
i , , , ,
hher operation, we thought best, however, to
i .
I avoid it as long as possible when, in Sept. last
five months sfter the firft operation we went
to the city to take advice respecting the time
for asecond. Just at this time, sister O'Brien
sent us word to us the vapor both, which she
had known to be efficacious in some despe
rate dropsical cases in England 1 had. a,
convenient apparatus made, and commenced
the use of it twice a day, 15 or CO minutes
each time, medicated with Apcoynum. In
about two weeks thare was an apparent im
provement of general' health and strength.
In three or four weeks the bloating began to
subside, and in two months more, the ascitic
affection had eqtlrely disappeared, and het '
general beulth is decjdedly letter than it has'
been for soms years, ' 1'.
Jamcs L. FstAMta, the late Mustang' est
respondent of New Orleans; Pelts,' is abouY'
starting to California to sstabliaha newspsjrer.