Columbia Democrat and Bloomsburg general advertiser. (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1850-1866, March 24, 1860, Image 1
1 "ui'iriiJi.i'i'.i'u .'!'"... AND BLOOMSBURG GENERAL ADVERTISER. LEVI L. TATE, Editor. "TO HOLD AND TRIM THE TORCII OP TRUTH AND WAVE IT O'ER THE DARKENED EARTH." S2 00 PEll ANNUM. VOL. 14.--NO. 3. BLOOMSBURG, COLUMBIA COUNTY, PA-, SATURDAY, MARCH 24, I860- VOL. 24. THE Ciilttmliin leinnrrnt r rettwiiRp kvERV ivrcntiAY morsiso, BiUVI Bi. TATU, IN DLOOMSBUnO, COLOMBIA COUNTY, PA. OFFICE fa (A am Rrlik Btthttnir. lyjm.ire lf Krtlnf, Ijr p (Ae CVnr( "DrmotraUt lltnd iiuarttri. terms op sunsmrrTioK. $1 0O In advance, for 0110 copy, forsli months. 1 75 In advance, for ono cony, one ) ear. S no If nut paid within tho flrt threi! liiontln. si 'a If not paid within the lirst sit months. .',n If not nald within the year. ICT-No aiihscripllon taken for lens than lit month. unit no paper iiiBCominueii unuiui, .ui;.io.d..-.v Cj- ordinary AniFRTiEvr Inserted, nnd Job Work .-SKllletl, at lllii esuuiiaueu prices. - . , - iirMiiiv CHOICE POETRY. COMRADES, PILL NO GLASS rOR ME. BV STIrllkS i'. ro.TVR. Oh I comrades, fill no elan for m, To drown my ttoul in li'iuid llauio ; Vur If 1 drink the t"al should be To hllirhted fortune, hiullli and famo. Yet, thouijh 1 Ion? to .iucII the strifu 'Ih-it passion holds nllainst my life, PUII boon foinpniiioiiii may )C be. lint, comrades, lilt no alas for nie. I know a breast that once was Unlit, Whose patient sull'erinss m ed iny care I know n heart tint once wan brnllit i lint drooping hopes hae nestled there. Then, while the to.inlrops nishtly steal, Kroni woumli-.l beartii lh.it 1 should heal. Though boon companions )C may In', Oh I roinruilcs, till no itlasa for no'. Whn I wanjonn: I f It the tide. Of acptralioiit, undehled Hut luiiuhoinl's )i ura h.ie won the pride. My parents centered in their idiild. Then by a mother's sacred tear, Ity all that memory should revere, Thonch boon companions )e may be, oil I comrades, nil no glass tor ute. cciving, 09 ho thought tho captain busy place. It's only n few hours lost at tho I "When I nkod him what rcasonhe had writing on his slute. Still no answer. worst." j for 8rjiiig g0, ho replied that ho hail Thereupon ho rose, and as he fronted tho " Well, we'll see. Give tho coursonor'-, dreamed that ho was ouhaard njiark, mid cabin door tho figuro ho had mistaken for west, and have a look-out aloft you can that she was comiug to our rescue Ho the captain raised his head and disclosed depend on." . described her apponranoo and rig ; and to to tho astonished mate the features of nil j His orders wcro obeyed. About thrco ouo utter if-tou'uhuicnt, when your vessel entire stranger. 'o clock tho look-out reported an iceberg hovo m sight sho corresponded exactly to Bruco was no coward; but as homct nearly ahead, and shortly after, what ho his description of her. Wo had not much that fixed gazo looking directly at him in thought was a vessel of some kind close to it. faith in what ho said ; yet still wo hoped grave silence, and become assured that it As thoy approached, tho captain's glass thero might be something in it, for drown- was too much for him ; and instead of disclosed the fact that it was a dismantled stopping to question the seeming intruder, ship, apparently frozen to tho icojand with lie rushed upon deck in such evident alarm n good many human beings on it. Shortly that it instantly attracted the captain's I after they hove to and sent out the boats attention. "Why, -nr. llruco," said tlio to the relict ot the sufferers, It proved to bo a vessel from Quebec, bound to Liverpool, with passengers on board. Sho had got entangled in tlio ice, latter, "what in the world is the matter with ou ?" " The matter, sir? Who is that at your desk!" " No one, that I know of." ' Hut thorn ii, sir ; there's a stranger there." " A stranger l Why man you must be droamine. Vou imi-t have seen the stew ard there, or the second mate. Who cle , their gratitude for tlte unexpected .1.1 . .i .1 ! ii. i .. . I fit ! nrnu n n ini4 tiitii 11 1 i-Aif 11 Hut, pit, li was fitting in your arm anil finally froze fast, nnd hud passed HH-oral weeks in a mot critical situation. She wfti stove, her decks hwejtt In fact, a mere wreck ; nil lier provNion and aluioht all lier waturgone. I lor crew and passen gers had ott all hope of being saved, and rescue TADED FLOWERS. The flower I nnw hi the wild wntvl. Hare fincc lrM'pM tli''ir l''autiful lia"a, Ami th- ni.iny ilfftr frit ihU nf m fliiliilno.l. Hare IuiuImti'iI fnr jtarn in tlmr nrtm; Vint Ihf IjIihhii of Ih ll-iwiTrt 1 mm-iuli r. Ttiomfli their flinilt'd 1 nIiiiII lii'T iiito i't, For llifl cold rhlllv w imlft ot IkTCInb'T Htl my ilowtTH, my cniujiaiiioti, from iup. 'J lit- rnwn iy ttloom mi tli' umrrmv. Ami ui.my il'-ar fnnut 1 Uaw ihi, Hut my Ifnrt tan pari v ith but rmw, hen I think of lln- on.-rt tli.il an- C"hf. Tim l niidcr that I am hroki-n tn-.irU'cl, A ril emrkui with nurruw nlmuM fur wu haie mi t, M' imVu l"v-il, vsu have nartoJ, My (lorn-rn, my compAfiioiiH, ami ni". nw rink 1'i'tkmhi world nnJ lnw drrary, Wlii n vv pari from the omn ih.il wu ! lt,ittiivn,, rest for ihc faint and the weary. And inenda nifft vs ith lout onci almve ; 1l.it in lltiiM'ii I can hut ri'incmhcr. When from i-artli my protnl hh.i1 fholl 1! fn. That mi rdd rhilly nin.li of llecemher, HhaM lil in comiialiiom from inc. SELECT ST01tY. OP THK DKAD AND TIIK LIVING, Hobiu-t Pale Oweis, forinerly member of Congress and American minister at Na ples, has lately written a rather remarka ble work, entitled "Footfalls on tho !ound- ory of Another World," m which he at tempts to solve tho question whether travel-; lers to tho other world ever i-it thix. I Under the head of "Appearances," com-J monlyjcallcd apparitions, wo find the fol lowing hitherto unpublished ghost story, of the regular orthodox flavor : THK RESCUE. Mr. Robert Jlruce, originally descended from some branch of tho Scottish family of that name, was born ui humble circum stances, about tho close of the last century i nl Torbay, in the south of Kngland, and there bred up to n seafaring life. ' When about thirty years of ago, to wit, in 1828, ho wa first mate of abark trading to Liverpool and St. Johns, ew Jsiuiw-wick. On one of her voyages bound westward, being then some five or six weeks out, aud having neared tho eastern portion of the Hanks of Newfoundland, tho captain and mate had been on deck at noon, taking an observation of the sun; after which thoy ,'both deeended to calculate their day's Jjvork. I The cabin, a small one, was immediately at the stem of tho vessel, and the short 'etairway decending to it ran nthwart-ships. 'Immediately opposite to this stairway, just beyond a small squaro landing there were i two doors, closo to each other, the one opcniiiK aft in tho cabin, tlio other, front' liu. thu stnirwav. into the ftatc-room. The o J i "lesk in the state-room was in the forward j part of it, closo to tho door, so that any oTio sitting at it ami looking over his should cr could see into tho cabin. ' Tho mate, absorbed in his calculations. which did not result as ho had expected varvini! considerably from tho dead-reck oniug, had not noticed tho captain'H mo tions. When ho had completed his caleu lations he called out without looking round "I make our latitude and longitude so mid to. Can that bo right ! How is yours?' lleeeiving no reply, ho repented his qucs tion, idHncing over his shoulder, and per rhair, fronting the door, writing on your j slate. Then he looked up full in my face j i mid if ever 1 saw a man plainly and dis l tinetly in this world, I saw him." "Him: Whom!" I " (Jod know, sir ; I don't. I saw a man, and a man 1 lind never se.ni in my lite iH'torc. Yon iiiiihIhi going erniy, Mr. liruee. A "tranger, and we nearly six weeks out 1" " 1 know, sir; but tlun I saw him." " (!o down and see who it is." " lSruee hcitnted. " I never w o believer ill ghosts," he Hid ; "but if the truth mint be told, sir, I'd rather not faeo it alone." " Come, come, man. Go down nt once, j and don't make a fool of yourself before 1 tho erew." " I hope you've always found mo willing '. to do what's reasonable, Hrneo rpli.-il, ' eh-mgiiig color ; "but if it's all the same to ' vou, sir, I'd ritlier we should both go down together." The captain descended 1 the stairs, and the mite followed him. I Nobody in the cabin 1 They examined the i ... , . i I , , state rooms. .Not n soul lo lie iouim : " Well, Mr. liruce," said the captain, "did not I tell you you hud been dreum- iuir?" " It's nil very well to say so, sir; but if I didn't see that nmu writing on your slate, limy 1 never seo my home and family again ?" ' Ah ! writing on thu slate... Iheu it should be there." Aud tho captain took" it up. u My God !" hocxelaimed, "here's some As ono of the men who had been brought away m tlio third boat which had reached the wreck, was approaching tlio ship's side, the mate, catching a glimpte at his face, started back in consternation. It was tlio very faeo ho hud seen three or four hours before, looking up at him from tho captain's desk At first he tried to persuade hitinolf it might be fancy, but the more ho examined the man the more sure ho becamo that ho was right. Not only tho face, but tho person and dress exactly corresponded. As soon as the exhausted erew and fam ishtsl p.Hsvngers were eared for, aud the bark on her course again, tlio mate called tho captain aidc. " It seems that was not a ghost I saw to day, sir tho man's alive." " What do you mean ? Who's alive." " Why, sir, one of the pa-sengers we :iV0 Jn.t H.iicd is tlio :n:ui (saw rlilua on jour slate at noon. it in u court of justice, thing, sure enough ! Is that your writing, Mr. Itrueel" The mate took tho slnto and therp in plain, legible characters, stood tho word" "Stkkii to Tin; xou wkst : " Have you been trilling with mo, sir added the captain, m astern manner. " On mv word as a man and a sailor. tir ronlleil ltr nee. "I know no moro of .,r,. 1 this matter than you do. I have told you the truth." Tlio captain sat down nt his desk, the slate before him in deep thought. At last turning the slate over nud pushing it toward liruce, he said, "Writedown 'Steer to tho nor'west.' Tho mate complied, and tho captain after narrowly comparing the two hand writings, said, ".Mr. Bruce, go mid tell tho second mate to eonio down here. He came down, and ut the captain's re ing men, you know, will catch at straws. As it turned out, I cannot doubt that it was all arranged, in somo incomprclicnsi bio way, by an overruling Providence, so that bo might be saved. To him bo all thanks for his goodness to as." "Thero is not a doubt," rejoined tho other captain; "that tho writing on tho slate, let it have come there as it may, it saved all our lives. I was steering at tho time considerably south of west, and 1 altered my courso to nor'west, nud I had u lookout uloft to see what would como of it. But you say, "ho added, turning to tho pa-Monger, "that you did not dream of writing on n slatol'i "No sir. 1 havo no recollection what ever of doing so. 1 got tho impression that tho bark I saw in my dream was coming to reseuo us ; but how that impros sion c.nno I e.imiot tell. Thero U another very strange thing nbout it," he added. "KverUliing hero on board scorns quite fa miliar ; yet I am very sure I was nevor in your vessel before. It is nll a puzxlo to me. What did your mato seo ! ' Thereupon Mr. Bruce related to them nil the circumstances above detailed. The conclusion they finally arrived at was that it was a special interposition of Provideuoo to save them from what sacmed a hopeless fate. The above nnrative was communicated to me by Captain .1. S. Clarke, of tho schooner .lulin Hallock, who had it di rectly from Mr. Bruce himself. They sailed together for seventeen months in isnr. ...ul 'J. ) io iliut 0j.. Ol-irV-e liml I would swear to ' the story from the mate about eight jcars i after the occurrence. He has ninco lost quest, he also wroto the same words. So did tho steward, no m succession, did every man of the crew who could write at all. But not ouo of the various hands re sembled in any degree tho mysterious wri tin When the crew retired tho captain sat in deep thought. " Could any ouo have been stowed away?" At last ho stud " Tho ship muit be searched, and if I don't find tho fellow, iio must bo a cood hand at hide and seek. Order up all hands," Every' nook and corner of tho vessel, from stem to stern, was thoroughly search cd, and that with all tho eagerness of ex cited curiosity for tho report had gouo out that a stranger had shown himself on board but not a living soul beyond tho officers and crew were found, Beturuing to tho cabin after their fruit less search, Mr. Bruce," said the captain, "what do you make of all this ' " Cnu't tell, sir. 1 saw tho man write vou seo tho writiinr. Theio must bo something in it." " Well, it would seem so. We havo the wind free, and I have a great niiud to keep her away, and seo what will coino of it.' Upon my word, Mr. Bruce, replied hv,& of him aud docs not know whether he the captain, "thbgctn moro and more sin- A yet alive. All he has heard of him since jruliir. Let us go and so,; this man." ii,uv Wl.r0 shipmates is, tint ho continued They found him'iu conversation with tho (0 trado to NeWjBruuvwiok.tliat ho becamo ptaiu of tho captured ship. They both tb master of the brig Comet, and that she came forward and expressed, in tho war- v,as lost. niest Uirnis, their gratitudu for deliverance j I n-dced Capt. Clarko if ho knew Bruce from a horrible fate slow coming death nnd what sort of u man he was! bv starvation and cspo-ure. i "As truthful and straightforward a man," The captain replied ho had dono what he replied, "o ever 1 met In :.ll my life. he was certain they would have donu un- We were as iutimnto as brothers ; and two der the same eircuiiistunces, and asked uiuu can't be together shut np for seventeen them both to step down into the cabin. mouths in tho same ship, without getting Theu, turning to the piwseiiger, he said, to know whether they trut ono auottier s "I hope sir vou will not think 1 am trifling word or not. He always spoke of the cir with you; but I would be much oblige" cunistanco in terms ot revcrenco, as otan if vnn would writn n few words on this ' incident that seemed to brine him nearer uUtn" 'to God nnd to another world. I'd stake He handed him tho slate, with that side j my life upon it that ho told me no lie." up on which tlio mysteiious writing was not. I will do anything you ask," replied the passenger ; "but what shall I write:" i "A few words are all I want. Supposo j you writu, "Steer to the nor,wcst." The passenger, evidently puzzled to make out the motive for such a request, complied, with a smile. The captain took his slate and examined it closely; theu, stenninrr aside so as from the passenger, ho turned it over, mul gave it to him again, with tho other bido up 'You say that is your handwriting ( said ho. I "I need not say so," rojoiuod tho other, looking at it, "for you saw mu write it." J 'And this?" said tho captain, turning. tho slate over. TAKING THE CENSUS. In endeavoring to tako tho census for tho government, tho marshals occasionally meet with such diffcuUics as well nigh to deprive them of their own senses. This colloquy is said to havo taken place in ca nal street: "Who is tho head of this family?" . "That depends upon circumstances. If boforo 11 o'clock, it'sjno husband ifaf thcr H, it's meself." "Why litis division?" "Because, afther that hour, he's had as a piper, and unable to tako enro of hiniclf, let alone his family." , "What is his age!" "Coming nixt Michaelmas he will lack n month of beiug as owld as Finnegan, You know Pimicgnn ?" "No, I don't know Fiunogan ; and if I did it would not help matters. Is your husband an alien?" "Och, thin bo's ailing intirely . Hehas rheumatics worse than owld Donnelly, who was tied double witli them." "How many male member have you in the family "Nivera ono." "What, no boys at all!" "Boys is it? Ah, murther, go homo. We havo boys enough to whip four loaves for broakfast." "When were you married!" "Tho day I'ot Doyle left Tipperary for Aineriky. Ah, well I mind it. A suu sbinior day niver gilded the sky of owld Ireland." "What was tho condition of your hus bund before marriage?" "Never a man moro miserable. lie said if I did not give him a promise with in two weeks, he'd blow his brains out with a crowbar." "What was ho at tho timo of your mar riage, u widower or a bachelor!" A which! A widower, did you say! Ah, now go way wid your noncn?e. Is't lllU HUl-C Vf '"V ll.nt tt0 4 -lt u LI. a jiecoud-haud husband ! Do I look like tho wife of n widowor ? A widower! May I never bo blessed if I'd not rather live alone ud bring up a family on buttermilk nnd praties." Hero tho dialogue finishod up, the mar- hal coming to the conclusion that he could "make moro" next door. SABBATH READING. FORWARD. f hall this life of mi no bo waited I Hhall this . liif) aril lie untillvd f Hh all true jy iat a by untHsti-d, And thin fluul remain uiitUU'd f Phfitl this ieart itill (pen A ill troasuu On thu Uimgi that fade and dla f Fhall it count the liolh-vi pleasured Of bv-AildurJng vontiy I Khali theso lips of mine lie Idlo Htiatl I open them In tnln t Fhall I not with God's own hridlo Th.dr frivolities restrain r Ffiall Ihcea eytt of mine still wander f Or n longer turned nfar, Vix n firmer gar a nnd fonder On the bright and Morning Bint t Fhall thesf ftti of mine de!a)inj, Ht ill in wu) of sin tiu found, Uniting snari's. und nmdl) etrayhur. On the uorld'fl bewitching grutiud X No; 1 wno not born lo trU I.iljnay in dreams of sin. No ; t wan iut horn Ut Ptlfl4 Ijnnt'ingM tract) tin tlio ui.- within. Where i lit emus, fjod's Invi rcvealinj, Hi-la the littered cmrit free; WlK-te it sheds its uondtrous healing, There, my nuul, thy rent ahull ho. Then no lonner idly ilrenminn Hhnll I Hmg nij years nway; Huterirli i-rrciou hour redeeming. Wait tor the fit. nut I day. A WORD. Talk not to mo of "faith alnno," Nor yi t of righteousness m own ; Oive mo hy works my f.nth to prou; Tlid I mill that sneuly.woike by lov. THE I'llIVILKOE OK I'll AY EH. SPUKQKON'S GEMS. CtmisT .1 ksu.s cast into the ricr of Cod, makes all the streams moro sweet ; and when the believer sees (jod in the person of the Saviour, he tlieli sccrilho God whom ho can love, aud to whom with boldness he can approach. Mv God, I could not drink from thy well, if thou hadnt not put there tho ear then pitcher of my Saviour; but with him living waters from thy ssered well I draw Heaven ! thou art too bright ; I toiild not bear thy insufferable light, if I had not this shade with which I cover thee : but through it, us through a mist, 1 do behold the halo of thy glory, undiminished in its effulgence, but somewhat diminished in their potcucy which would bo my destruction. Tiir.ut? was never a soul yet, that sis corcly sought the Saviour, who perished before he found him. No ; thegatca of death shall never shut ou thee till tho gates of grace have opened for thee ; till Christ has washed thy sins nway thou shall never -be baptized in Jordan's flood. Thy life is secure, for this is God's constant plan he keeps his own elet nlive till tho day of his grace, and then he takes them to himself. And inasmuch ns thou knowest thy need of a Saviour, thou art one of his, and thou shalt never die until thou has found him. In Jul), 1SS1. Tlio Julia Hnllork wm then Irinc nt the foot of Kutm'r'u Slip, New-Vork. Shu trad, n be tween NVu-Vtuk mul fcl. Jaco. In the IMan.l of Culm. 'llw i:nitain iillowo.1 iin' t'Mii-e hi. nnuie, ftinl to rcfor to linn :h e nlence of llw truth of wlut id here e.l down. Beauty or Bacon's Youth. ne won love und deserved to win lovo ; for even in tho flush of his life he had none of tho vices of young men. If weak on tho score of dress and pomp ; if ho doated, like a girl, on flowo is, on scents, on gay colors i i' i . ou tho trappings of a horse; ho neither to conceal tho slato , , ., , , , I UrailK, nor gamcu, nor ran witu uuu ujusu in love. Though armed with tho mo: winning ways, ami the most glozing lip in i London, no husband's peace was ever hurt by him, no woman's fame was drag ged by him into the mire. Ho sought no victorics,like thoso of Blount. He brought no shame, like Baleigh, to tho cheek ...l.n Ia.-.mI Int., mnrn llm,, 1m, rtv .. . , , n . . . I UUU JiU IUIL1. Ulllt HIV1V ll.H I. MW VII. i UO man loosen iirst at uiiu 1111115, 1 , then at tho other, fiuito confounded. At 0CK liame' last, "What is the moaning of this?'' said he. "I only wroto 0110 of these. M ho wroto tho other?" "That's moro than I can tell you, sir. My nrato hero says you wrote it, sitting at this desk, at noon to-day." The captain of tho wreck and tho passen ger looked at each other, exchanging glan ces of intelligence and surpriio ; and tho former asked the latter, "Did you dream that you wroto ou tho slato?" "No sir, not that I remember." "You speak of dreaming," said tho cap tain of tho bark, "What was this gentlo- man about at noon to-day ?" "Captain." rejoined tho other, " tho whole thing is most, mysteiious nud extra ordinary, und I had intended to speak to you about it as soon as wo got a little qui et. The gentleman (pointing to the pass enger) being much exhnu-tod, fell into n heavy sleep, or whnt seemed such, somo time before noon, Alter an hour or more ho awoku and said to mo, "Captain, wo 1 surely would, sir, if I were in your shall bo relieved this very day " No Lady rich, as in Sidney over ltltlttieil when Ac w, nninott His life was pure as that of Milton, or that of Pascal, though unliko tho poets of Paradiso and the Penscs, ho lived in court where cullantry was in vokuo nnd beauty was bought and sold. How then with all these friends, with all these claims on lovo and help tlid ho not win his way to placo? Ho sought it: never man with more haste and zeal, for his brain beat with victorious consciousness of power ; ho hungered to rule mankind, and his blood had the fiory strength which glows into white heat at an opposing blast. 11ns question must bo tried. Why, while men, with fur lower claims than his, got posts :md honors solicitoiships, judgeships, sec retaryships, embassies did this man como THE HIVEIl JOUDAN. correspondent of tho Utioa Herald thus describes tho Biver Jordan : "A line of green, low forest trees betrayed the courso of tho sacred river through tho plain. So deep is its channel, and so thick is the forest that skirts its bank, that I rodo within twenty yards of it before I cauiiht tho first "learn of its waters. I was igrecably disappointed. I had hoard the Jordan described as an insipid, muddy stream. Whether it was the contrast with tho desolation around, or my fancy, that made its green banks so beautiful, I know not ; but it did seem at that moment of its revelation to my longing eyes, tho perfeC' tion of calm and loveliness. It is barely as wide us tlio Mohawk at Utica, but far more rapid and impassioned in its flow. Indeed, of all tho rivers I havo over seen, tho Jordan has tho fiercest current. Its water is by no means clear, but it as little deserves tho name of muddy. At the place where I first saw it tradition assigns tho bati-mi of our Saviour, and also the miraculous crossing of the children of Is rael on their entrance into tho promised land. "Liko a true pilgrim, I bathed in its wators and picked a few pebbles from its banks, as tokens of rcniembraneo of the mot familar river in tho world. Thrco miles below the spot where I now stand, tho noble rivar itself the very emblem of life suddenly throws itself on tho putrid boom of the Dead Sea." Wedded Life, IIo cannot bo an un happy man who has tho lovo and smile of woman to accompany him in every de partment of life. Tho world may look tlark and cheerless without enemies may gather 111 his path but when he returns to tho fireside aud feels tho tender lovo of woman, ho forgets his cares and troubles, and is comparatively a happy man. Hois but half prepared for tho journey of life, who takes not with him for a companion ono who will forsako him in no emergency, who will divido his sorrows, incrcaso h'n joys, lift tho veil from his heart, and throw In tho vestibule of St "Peter's at Homo, is a doorway, which is walled up and marked with a cross. It is opened but four times in 11 century. On Cristmas Eve, once in twenty-five years, the Pope ap proaches it in a princely state, with a reti nuo of cardinals in attendance, and begins, the demolition of the door, by striking it three times with a silver hammer. When the passage is opened, the multitude pa-s lulu lli n.itl.r.ilvul mwl 0n.ln lb", rill !i r liv an avenue which the majority of them nev er entered thus before, and never will en ter thus again. Imagine that tho way to tho Throne of Grace were like tho I'oitn Sin to, inacces sible, savo once in a quarter of u century, on the twenty-fifth of December, and then only with august solemnities, conducted by great dignitaries in a holy city. Con ceive that it were now ten years since you, or I, or any other sinner, had been per milled to pray ; and that fifteen long years must drag themselves away, bolore we could venture again to approach God ; and that, at the most, wo could not hope to pray moro than two or three times in a life time I With what solicitude we should wait for the coming of that Holy Day ! Wo should lay our plans of life, select our homes, build our houses, ehooso our pro fessions, form our friendships, with refer euco to a pilgrimage in that twenty-fifth year. Wo should reckon:' timo by tho openings of that Sacred Door, us epochs, soother one thought would engross so much of our lives, or kindle our sensibili ties so intensely, as the thought of prayer It would multiply our trepidations at the thought of dying. Pear would grow to horror, at the idea of dying before that year of jubileo. No other q icstion would give us such tremorsof anxiety as these would excite: "How many years now to the time of prayer ! Mow many months ? How many weeks! How many day Shall we live to seo it? Who can tell ? " Yef, on that groat day, amid an inuu merable throng, in a courtly presence, with in sight and hearing of ttntuly rites, ulivt would prayer It xuorth to us ? Who would valuo it in comparison with thoso still moments, that " tiecrct pilrncc of the mind" ill which wo now can "find God," every lay and evenj where ? That day would be more liko tho day of judgement to u", thau like tho sweet minutes of eonvcr.-o Tim pillars of the earth were placed in their everlasting sockets by the omnipotent right hand of Christ ; the curtains of the heavens were drawn upon their rings of starry light by IiimNvho was from cvcrlas ting the all glorious Son of God. The orbs that float aluft in either, tho--o ponderous sunshine amid tho darkest scenes. No, to pass tho ripo ago of forty-sis without 1 tiat ln!m cnnnot bo miscrablo who ha: gaining power or place ' Gun it have been 1 6UCh a companion, bo ho over so poor, de because he was servile and corrupt? If so, logic is a lie, moral theories a sham. CSy The fir-t thing a man take3 to in bis life is his milk tho last is, his bier spiscd, nnd trodden upon by the world. JK19 Seeing 11 cellar nearly finishod, : waggish fellow remarked that it wa- ai excellent foundation for a slory we may now havo every hour. Wo should appreciate this privilego of hourly prayer, if it wcro once taken from u. Should wo not? "Still mill thee, O in) Cod, 1 uuul 1 desire to be ; lly da), hy night, at home, Abroad, 1 uuuld be still n ith thee t With Hue nmid the crowd 1 hnt thronfes the bus)' mntl I'o hear thy toice, 'luid clamor loud, Hjuak softly to iny ttcitrl!" planets, and tho-o mighty stars, were placed in their positions, or sent rolling through space by the eternal strength of him who is "the first and the la-t." " tho l'rince.of the kings of the earth." Christ is the power of God, for lie is the Creator oil (Innirj nnil 1.,- Iiim nil lliinrrj otUt God is "slow to anger.'' When mercy comcth into the world, she driveth winged tccds ; the axles of her chariot-wheels aro glowing, hot with speed ; but when wrath comcth, it walketh with tardy footsteps ; it is not in haste to slay, it is not swill to con demn. God's rod of mercy is ever in his hands outstrcched ; God's sword of justice is in its scabbard : not rusted in it - it Can bo easily withdrawn but held there by the hand that presses it back into itsshcath crying, "Sleep, 0 sword, sleep' for I will have mercy upon sinners, and will forgive their transgressions." God hathmauv or ators in heaven ; somo of theiu speak with swift words. Gabriel, when he comcth dowu to tell glad tidings, spcaketh swiftly; angelic hosts, when they descend from glo ry, fly with wings of lightning, when they proclaim, "Peace on earth, good will to wards men ; ' but the dark angel of wrath is n slow orator ; with many a pause be tween, where melting pity joins her languid notes, ho speaks ; and when but half his oration is completed ho 'olten stays, aud withdraws himself from his ro-trum, giv- ivg way to pardon and to mercy ; he having but addressed tho people that they might bo driven to repentance, and so might receive peuce from the sceptre of God's love. God "will not acquit the wicked ;"how provolthis! 1 prove it thus. Neveronoe has he pardoned an unpunished sin ; not in all tho years of the Most High, not in all tho days of his right baud, has hoonoo blotted out sin without puni-hment. What ! say you, were not tho-io in heaven par doned ! Are thero not many transgress ors pardoned, aud do they not escape without punishment? Has ho not said, "I have blotted out thy transgressions liko a thick cloud thine iniquities? " Yc,truo mo-it true, and yet mylassertion is truo al so not one of all those sins that havo been pardoned wero pardoned without puui-dmicnt. Do you ak mo why and how such a thing as that can he tho truth f I point you to yon dreadful sight on Calva ry ; the punMuncnt which fill not on tho forgiven sinner fell there. Tho cloud of justice was charged with fiery hail ; tho sinner deserved it ; it fell on him ; but, for nil that, it fell and spent its fury; there in that grent reservoir of misery ; it fell into tho Saviour's heart. Tho plagues, which need should light on our ingratitude, did The Would. Do you know whv the not fall on us, but they fell somewhere; world is no better than it is? Becauso , aml wuo wa" "lt tli:lt WM plagued' Tell each of us believes that tho warnings, the , mc Gtthscmano ; tell mo, 0 Calvary's teachings and wiso inculcations, tho hits summit, who was plagued? Tho doleful at folly, the moral aphorisms, tho shaft,., ' answer come?, "E i, Eli, lutna sabach. shot at vico and crime from pulpit, thaniV "My God, my God, why hast press and stago, are all intended for our tllou fowkon me It is Jesus suffering righf hsnd neighbor, and left hand neiflh a11 plagues of sin, Sin is still punish bor "d, though tho sinner U delivered