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Oh, it would yield ns pleasnre sweet, A few delinquents 'low to meet, Asking of us a clear receipt, For papers token regularly. CASTLE BUILDING. We wandered down the deep ravine When gnnset fire* wers redly glowing, And all tbe vale with purple alieen And golden smokes was overflowing, The mountain slopes were grill ablaze, The tree-tope burned,like waving torches, And rainbow rays of rosy bare Were flushing all the woodland porches, Beyond, we saw the sunset skies, With gates and walls zed turrets bailded— Embattled piles that seemed to rise, Tier after tier, with glory gilded, 0, look my love ! what mansions bright! How rich and grand eacb climbing story 1 Look up, my iove ' I'll build to-night. For you and me, a 11.use of Glory ! So, hand in hand we rested still. And upward looked tbro' sui set splendor— So, heart with heart in loving thrill, Grew mute beneath the glamour tender. And thus we built w ; tb painted mist, Our . astls grand, troin floor to coping, Until the last low sunbeam kissed " he gray ravine, and left ue---groping. Ah ire, my love ! the darkness falls Fall soon, to shioud our brightest dreaming ! And golden ruofs and crystal walls Are based lull oft on cloudy seeming. But, hand in hand and heart with heart, We twain abide tbe twilight hoary And wait until the shadows part That hide from us our House of Flory. JOSH BILLINGS ON GONGS. Josh Billings n lateth bis first experi ence with tbe gong thusly: I never can eradicate boli from mi memory the sound of tbe first gong I ever beard. 1 was sit ting on tbe fiont step ova tavern iu the sitty of Buflerlo, smoking. Tbe sun was goin to bed, and the be vena for an hout was blusbin at tbe performance, The Ery Kanal, with its golden waters, was on its way to Albany, and I was perusin the line botes a flotin by, and thinkin ov Italy (where I use to liv) and her gondolvrs and gall us witumin. My entire sole was, as it were, in a swet. I wanted to klime, 1 felt grate. I actually grew. There are things in this life tu big to be trifled with ; there arc times when a man brakes luce from hisself, when he sees sperrits, when he kin almost tuch the mum-, and feels as tho he kud fill both hands with the stars of hewn, and almost sware be was a bank president. That's what ailed me. But the korse ov true never dil run smoothe, (this is Shaktperu's opmyon too.) Just as I was doing my best—cummer, cum mer, spat, bang, belh-r, crash, roar, ram, durnmer, dumrner, duin—wiiij a tremen jus jump X struck tbe centre ov the side walk, with another 1 kleared the gutter, and with number I stood in the middle of tbe street, snorting like an Indian pony at a hand of musick. I gazed in wild disnare at the tavern stand, mi hart swell ed up as a outdoor oven, mi teeth was a9 luce as a string of heeds. I thot all ov Ihe crockery in the tavern had fell down. I thot of fenomenons. X thot of Gabral and his horn. I was jest on the pint of thinkin of somethin else when the lanlord knm out to the frunt stupe ov the tavern, hidden by a string the hot om ova old brass kittle. He kaw'ed we gently with his hand. I went slola and slola up tu him, he kammed mi feres, he said it was a gong, I saw the knssed thing, he said supper was reddy, he axed me ef I wud hav black or green tee, and I sed I wud. DIDN'T RECOGNIZE Ir.— A wealthy man of Boston, who owns a country residence in the suburbs of that city, recently became dissatisfied with it, determined to have an other, and instructed an auctioneer, famous lor his descriptive powers, to advertise it in the papers at private sale, hut to con ceal the location, tehing the purchaser to apply at his office. In a few days the oentlemen happened upon the advertise ment, was pleased with the account of the place, showed it to his wife, and the two concluded it was just what they wanted and that they would secure it at onco So he went to the office of the auctioneer and told him that the place he had adver tised was such a one as tie desired, and be would purchase it. Tlie auctioneer burst into a laugh and told bim that it was the desori|>tiou of hi* own house where he was then living, lie read the advertisement again, pondered over the "grassy slopes," "beautiful vistas" "smooth lawn," etc., and broke out, "is it possible! Well, auc tioneer, make out my bill for advertising and expenses, for, by George, I wouldn't sell the place now for three times what it fost me!" " To Speak his Thoughts is Every Freeman's Right. " SIX LOVE-LETTERS. "Are there ny more of those letter* I" When her father asked this question, in an awful tone, Lucillia Richmond could not say "No," aud dared not My "Yea," but as an intermediate course burst into tears, and sobbed behind her hankerchief "Bring them to cae, Lucilla," said her father, as if she had answered him, as, in deed, she had; and the girl, trembling and and weeping, arose to obey him. Then Mrs. Richmond, her daughter's very self grown older, came behind her husband's chair and patted him on bis shoulder. "l'leas don't be bard with her, my dear," she said, coaxingly "He's a nice young man and it is our fault after all as much as hers, and you won't break her heart I'm sure." "l'erhaps you approve of the whole af fair, ma'ma," said Mr. Richmond. ! "I—no—that is, I only—" gasped the woman: and hearing Lucilla coming, she sank into a chair, blaming herself drea l fuHv for not having present at all her daughter's music lessi ii iunng the past | year. For all this disturbance aose from a music teacher who had given lessons to Miss Lucilla Richmond for twelve months, and who had taken the liberty of falling in love with her, knowing well that she was tho daughter of one of the richest men in Y orksbire. "It was inexcusable in a poor music teacht-r, who should have known bis Mr. Richmond declared, and he cluclied the little perfumed billit which had fallen into hin hands as he might a scorpion, and waited f nt up in to her own room to put the letters into her desk; and, as she placed them in one pig eon-hole, she saw in another a bundle, tied exactly as those were, and drew them out. These letters were to a Lucilla also.— who had received them twenty years be fore—and she was now a matron old enough to have a daughter who had heart troubles —unfolded them one by one, wondering how it came to pa-s that lovers letters were all so much alike. Halt-a-duzcn—jut thu s-irae number, and much more romantic than those the music-master had written to her daughter. A strange idea came into Mrs Richmond's mind She dared not oppose her hnsdand ; by a Took or a vord she had never at tempted such a thing. But she was very fond of her daughter. When she left the desk she looked guilty ( and frightened, and something in her pock et rustled as she moved. But she said nothing on the subject until tbe dinner hour arrived, and with it came her husband angrier and tnore determined than ever. The meal was passed in silence; then, having adjourned to the parlor, Mr. Rich mond seated himself in a great arm chair, and demand'-d: "The letters," in a voic3 of thunder. Mrs. Richmond put her hand into her pockets, and pulled it out again with a frightened look. Mr. Richmond repeated still more atern 'y: "Those absurd letters, if jou please, ma'am." And then the little woman faltered : "I—that ia—l believe—yes, dear —I beletvel have, them,' ami gave him a white pile of envelopes, encircled with blue rib bon, with a baud that trembled like an as pen leaf. As for Lucilla, she began to weep as though the end of all things had corns at last, and felt eure that if papa should prove cruel alio ihould die. Six letters—six shameful pieces of deception, Lucilla," said the indignant parent "I air shocked that a child of mine could practice such duplici ty. Ilem ! let me aee. Number one, I beleive. June, and this ia Decembef. Half a year you have deceived us then, Lucilla. Let me see—ah! 4 From the first moment he adored yoa,' eh! Non sense. People don't fall in love in that absnrd manner. It takes years of acquaint ance and respect and attachment. 'With your smiles for his goal, he would win both fame and fortune, poor a9 he isf Fiddle sticks, Lucilla ! A man who has coimnon sense would always wait until he had a commencement before proposed to any girl. 'Praise of your beauty. Tbe lovlicst creature he ever raw!" Exagger ation, my dear. You are not plain, but such flattery is absnrd. 'Must hear from you or die?' Dear, dear, dear—how ab surd !" And Mr. Richmond dropped the firet letter, and took up another. "The same stuff." he commented. "I hope you don't believe a [word he says. A plain, earnest, upright sort of man would never go into such rhapsodies, I am snr<*: Ah ! now, in nnmber three he calls you 'ange!, He is romantic, upon my word. And what is all this!" "Those who would forbid me to see you can find no fault with me but my poverty. I am honest—l am earnest in my efforts. I ain by birth a gentleman, and 1 love you from my soul. Do not let thtm sell you for gold, Lucilla." "Great heavens what impertinence to yonr parents!" "I don't remember Fred's saying any thing of that kind," said poor little Lucilla. "He uever knew vou would object." Mr. Richmond shook his head, frowned, and read on in his silence until the last sheet lay under his hand. Then, with an ejaculation of rage, he started to his feet. "Infamous !" he cried, "I'll go to him this instant—l'll horsewhip him I—l'll—l'll murder him ! As for you, by Jove, I'll send you to a convent. Elope, elope with a music teacher ! I'm ashamed to call you my daughter. Where's my hat ? Give me my boots. Here, John, call a cab !—l" But here Lucilla caught one arm and Mrs. Richmand the other. "Oh, papa, are jou craay!" said Lucilla, 'Freder never proposed such a thing. Let me see the letter. Do look, papa; it Is dated twenty years back, ai d Fredrick's name is not Charles 1. Papa, these are your love letters to mamma writen long ago. Her name is Ludilla, you know 1" Mr. Richmond sat down in his arm-chair in silence, very red in the face. "How did this occur?" he said, sternly and little Mrs. Richmond, retreating ii.to a corner, with her handkerchief to her eyes, sobbed : "I did it on purpose !" and paused, as though she expected a sudden judgment. But, hearing nothing, she dared at last to rise and cn-ep up to her husband timidly. "Ycu know, Charles," she said, "Its's so long ago since, and I thought yoi. might not exactly remember—how you fell in love with me at first sight, how papa and mama objected, and how at last we ran away together; and it seemed to me that if wc could bring it all back plainly to yon as it was then, we might let dear Lucilla marry the man she likes who is good, if he is not rich. I did not need it to be brought back any plainer myflelf, women have more o remember, you know. And we've been very happy—have we not ?" And certainly Mr. Richmond could not deny that. So Lucilla, feeling that her in terests might safely be left in her mother's keeping, slipped out of the room and heard the result of the ruse next morning. It was favorable to the young muic teacher, who had really only been sentimental, and had not gone half so far as elopement; and, in due course of time, the two were mar ried with all the pomp and giandeur befit ing the nuptials of a wealthy merchant's daughter, with the perfect approbation of Luciila's father and to the great joy of Lu cilla's mama, who justly believed that her little ruse had brought about all her daugh ter's happiness. A SWEET TEMCKH.—NO trait of charac ter is more valuable in a woman than a sweet temper. Home can never be made happy without it. It is like the flowers that spring up in our pathway, reviving and cheering us. Let a man go home weary and worn by the toils of the day and how soothing is a word dictated by a good disposition? It is sunshine falling on his heart He is li9ppy and tbe cares of life are forgotten. A sweet temper has a soothing influence over the mind of a whole family. Where it is found in the wife and mother, yoa observe kindness and love predominating over tbe natural feel ing of a bad heart. Smiles and kind words characterize the children, and peace and love have their dwelling there. Study then, to acquire and retain a sweet temper. It I- more valuable than gold ; it captivates more than beauty ; and to the close of lfe it retains all its freshness and power. A FAIR RKTtn whether he had just crossed the Alps. "Wal, now, you call my attention to the fact, I guess I did pass risin' ground. One exceedingly warm day in July a neigh bor met an old man and remarked that it was very hot. "Yes," says Joe, "if it wasn't for one thing, I should say we were going to have a thaw." "What is that ?" inquired his friend. "There's nothing froze," saya Joe. The man went on his way much cnligh en ed. A schoolmaster in a neighboring town while on hit morning walk, passed by tho door of a neighbor, who was excavating a log for a pig trough. "Why," said the schoolmaster, "Mr. S. have you not furniture yet ?" "Yes," said the man, "enough for my own family, but I expect to board the school master this winter, and am making prepara tions." . — • - ■ - - Two young princes, the sons of Archduke Charles of Austria, had a warm dibate in the presence of no lesa a personage than the Em peror himself. Greatly excited, one said to the other; "You are the greatest asa in Vienna I" Highly offended at the quarrel iuhia pres ence, the Emperor interrupted them, saying with mdigoaticn : ''Come, come, young gentlemen, you forget 'hat I am present NO. 5.