m -■—? "r-w-i-w--W--*—■' '-m -r- ' - •'_ _7r-,. 'P ' THE STAR OF THE NORlff^ *l VMftr 4 6UMN.] VOLUME "27 TAB STAR OF, THE NORTH Is published every Thursday Morning, by Weaver dr. Gilmtuy. OFFICE—Up stairs in the New irick building on the south side of Main street, third square below Market. TERMS :— l lwo Dollars per annum, if paid within six months from the time of subscri . bing; two dollars and fifty cents if not paid within the year. No subscription received for a less period than six months: no discon tinuance permitted until all arrearages are jaid, unless at tho option of tho editors. ADVERTISEMENTS not excecdiug one square, will bo inserted three times for one dollar, nnil twenty-five cents for each additional insertion. d liberal discount will be made to those who ad vertise by the year. What do we More than Others I BY JOHN SWAIN. We love by whom beloved we sre, For means and ends are so connected; Thtfs is the glory of a star -Back to its source reflected. \Ve kindly greet the friend who thrills Our bosoms with an earnest greeting. But sounds obtain from rocks and hills, As ready a repeating. 'Tis just to render bliss for bliss— Fair friendly words to match another's; But if we do no mere than this, What do we more than others ? If there be those who, if thev could, Would change our spirit's joy to sadness— Turn into evil all our good, Flit out our light of gladness ; If they are near to work us wo, Do wo return for evil, evil? And do we loam to lay them low, Instructed by the devil ? Or, pity we in truth their lot. Uegnrd them ns our erring brothers— And only seek their good ? If uoi, What do we more than others? From the lialtimorc Olio. I ALU A WALL. BY LEWIS V. THOMAS. She's fairer lhan the lily blows, ller voice breathes music when she spemts j Her lips ate brighter than the rose, That lends it hue to light her cheeks :• O ! lieait, anil mind, and feelings all, Are purest in sweet Alia Wall. From giddy stones with pleasure rife, Front boon companions Iron and gay, From worldlings used to lucre's strife, From all I'd gladly turn away ; Nor envy peer or prince, his hall, Had I a cot with Alia Wall. So kind, SO joyous, and so true, So lovely, loving, and beloved, Her bosom never sorrow knew, Save when for others' woes 'twas moved ; And oh! she hold* my heart in thrall, My soul's own darling, Alia Wall. Wo parted—and perchance for aye— A weary wanderer now I roam, Her prayers I know ascend on high To smooth tho pilgrim's pathway home ; And I've my prayer, whatever fall— God ble.-s thee over, Alia Wall. • JOHN TAYLOR: I THE TIMON OF TUG BACKWOODS BAR AND PFLPIT. BY CIIAS. S'JMMERFIKLD. lean never forget my first vision ofj J.din Taylor. It was in the court house at) Lewi-burg, Conway county, Arkansas, in the j summer of 1838. The occasion itself possessed terrible in- I teresl. A vast concourse of spectators had j assembled to witness the trial of a young' and very beautiful git I, o:i an indictment j for murder. Th* judge waited at the mo- | raeiit for the sheriff to bring in his prisoner, j and the eyes of the impatient multitude all i centered on the door; when suddenly a strati- j entered, whose appearance rivited uni- { v rsal attention. Here is his portrait ! a figure, tall, loan, shsewy and strait as an arrow; a face, sallow I bilious, and twitching incessantly with tier- | •vous irritability; a brow, broad, soaring, j .massive, seamed with wrinkles, but not •from age—for lie was scarcely forty; eyes, reddish yellow, like the, wrathful eagle, as { bright and piercing; and finally, a mouth | with lips of cast iron, thin curled, cold and j sneering, the intense expression of which looked the living embodiment ofanunbrcath ed curse. Ho was habited in a suit of new J uck-ekiil, ornamented after the fashion of Indian costume, with hues of every color of ,;i rainbow. £iPjv;ng his way slowly through tho A-rov.vd aftd apparently unconscious that he was if'arjoti as phenomenon, needing ex planation, this lingular being advanced, and with the -haughty air dl a king ascending Ihu throne, seated himself within the bar, thronged as it-was with the diAciplesof Coke and Blacks'.one, several of tvhpm, it was known, esteemed themselves as far superior , to thoso old and famous masters. The colitra-t between the outlandish ga 'b and disdainful eountenaiiee of the stranger, excited, especially, the reiability of the law yers; and the junior members began a sup pressed titter, which grew loader, and soon swept around the circle. They doubtless supposed the intruder to oo seme wild hunter of the mountains, who had never before seen tbo interior of a hall of justice. Instantly, the cause and object of the laughter perceiv ed it; turned hie head gradually, so as to give each laugher a look; hit lips curled with a killing smile of infinite scorn; his yello v eves shot arrows of lightning; his tongue protruding through his teeth literally wriG.ed like a serpent, and ejaculated its rison in a single word: "Sava pen osom literally riddled with bullets, lay the nlldread duellist, Hiram Shore, gasping in the last sgoe" He ertioaleted bat a single senlenoe: "Tell my mother that lam dead and gone to hell!" and instantly expired. "In the name of God, who did this!" ex claimed the appalled spectators. "I did it," said the beautiful milliner, "I did it to save my honor." As may be readily imagined, the deed caused an intense sensation. Public opin ion, however, was divided. The poorer classes, crediting tho girl's version of the fucts, lauded her heroism in terms of mea sureless eulogy. But the friends of the de censed, and of his wealthy family, gave a different and darker colorirg; to the affair, and denounced the lovely homicide as an atrocious crimnal. Unfortunately for,, her, | the officers of the law, especially the judge and sheriff, were devoted comrades of the slain, and displayed their feelings in a re volting partiality. Tho judge committed her without the privilege of bail, arid the sheriff chained her in the felon's dungeon ! Such is a brief abstract of the circumstan ces developed in the examination of witnes ses. The testimony closed and the pleading began. First of all, three advocates spoke in suc cession for tho prosecution; but neither their names nor their nrgumcnts are worth preserving. Orators of the blood ano thun der genus, they about equally partitioned their howling eloouence betwixt the prisoner and her leather-robed counsel, ns if in doubt who of the twain was liicn on trial. As for the stranger, he seemed to pay riot the slight est attention to his opponents, but remained motionle", with his fbrehoad bowed on his hands, like one buried in deep thought or slumber. When tho proper time came, however, he suddenly sprang to his feet, crossed the bar, and look his position almost touching tho ju ry. He then commenced in a whisper, but it was a whisper so wild, so clear, so unut terably ringing and disti.ict, as to fill the hall from floor to gallaries. At the outset, he dealt in pure logic, sepataling and combi ning the proven facts, till the whole mass of ebftftised evidence looked irai sparet ns' a globe of glass, through which the innocence of his client shone, brilliant as a sunbeam; anil the jurors nodded to each other signs of thorough conviction: that thrilling whisper and fixed concentration, and the language, simple as a child's, had convinced all. He then changed his posture, so as to sweep the bar with his glance ; and began to tear aril rend his legal adversaries. His sallow face glowed as a heated furnace ; his eyes resembled living coals: and his voice became the clangor of a trumpet. I have never, before or since, listened to such mur derous denunciations. It was like Jove's eagle charging a flock of crows; it was liks Jove himself hurling red-hot thunderbolts a mong the quaking ranks of a conspiracy of inferior gods! And yet, in the highest tem pest of his fury, ho seemed calm; he em ployed no gesture save one—the flash of a long, bony fore-finger direct in the eyes of his foes. He painted their venality and un manly meanness, in coalescing for money, to hunt down a poor and friendless woman, till a shout of stifled rage arose from the multitude, and even some of the jury cried, "Shame!" He changed liis theme once more. His voice grew mournful as a funeral song, and his eyes filled with tears, as he trased a viv id picture of man's cruellies and woman's wrongs, with particular illustrations in the case of his client; til' one-half of tho audi once wept like children. But it was in the peroration that he reached his zenith, at once, of terror and sublimity. His features wore livid as those of a corpse; his very hair appeared to stand on end ; his nerves shook as with a palsy; he tossed his hands wildly towards heaven, each finger stretched apart and quivering like the flame of a can dle, as he closed with the last woids of the deceased Hiram Shore: "Tell my mother that lam dead nnd gone to hell" His em phasis on the word hell embodied tho same nnd ideal of all horror—it was a wail of im measurable despair. No lunguago enn de pict the .effect on us who heard it. Men groaned: females screamed, and one poor mother fainted, and was borne away in con vulsions. The whole speech occupied but nn hou r . The jury rendered a verdict of "Not Guil ty," without leaving tho box; and three cheers, like successive roars of an earthquake shook tho old court house from the dome to tho comcr-Blone, testifying the joy of the people. After tho adjournment, which occurred near sunset, tho triumphant advocate arose and givo out an oppointment; "I will preach in this hall to-night at 8 o'clock." Ho then then glided off through tho crewd, speaking to no one. though many attempted to draw him into conversa ion.J At 8 o'clock the Court llouse was again thronged, ar.il the stranger, according to promise, delivered his sermon. It evinced the same attributes as his previouseloqvence of the bar; the same compact logic, the same burning vehemenco, nnd increased bitterness of denunciation. Indeed misan thropy revealed itself as the prominent emo tion. The discourse was a tirade against in fidels, in which class the preacher seemed to Include every body but himself; it was a picture of hell, such as Lucifer might have drawn, with a world in flames for his pen- But one paragraph pointed to heaven, and that only demonstrated the utter impossibility that any human being should ever get tberei —Great Week HWwtk Birht ° ' '' COUSIN SALLY DILIARI). #- A LEGAL SKETCH IN THE "OLD NORTH STATE." Seine—A, court in North Carolina. A beardless disciple ofThemia rises, and thus addresses the court May it please your worships, and you, gentlemen of the ju ry, since it has been my foriune, (good or bad, I will not say) to exercise myself in le gal disquidttons, it has never befallen me to bo obliged to prosecute so direful, marked and malicious an assault—a mote wilful, violent and dangerous battery—and finally, a more diabolical breach of the peace, has seldom happened in a civilized country; and I dare say it has seldom .been your duty to pass upon one so shocking to benevolent feel ings, ns this which took place over at Capt. Rice's, in this county. But you will hear from the witnesses. * The witnesses being sworn, two or three were examined and disposed-—one said ha had heard the noise, and did not see,'he fight —another that he had eeen tho row, but did n't know who struck first—and a third, that he was very drunk, and couldn't say much a bout the tkrimmage. Lawyer Chops.—l am sorry, gentlemen, to have occupied your time with the stupidity ofthe witnsses just examined. It arises, gentlemen, altogether from misapprehen sion on my part. Hail I known as Ido now, that I had a witness in attendance who was well acquainted with all the circumstances of the case, and who was able to make him self clearly uiulerstoood by the court and ju ry, I should not so long have trespassed upon your time and patience. Come forward Mr. Harris, "rid be sworn. So forward comes tho witness, a fat, shuffv o'd man a "leetle" corned, and took his oath with an air. Chops. —Harris, we wish you to tell all a bout the riot that happened the other day at Captain Rice's ; and as a good deal has al ready bjen wast'd iu circumlocution, ive wish you to bo compendious, and at the same time as explicit as possible. Harris. —Adzac'Jy (giving the lawyer a knowing wink, and at the same timo clear ing his throat.) Captain Rice, he gin a tient, and cousin Sully llilliard, she came over to our house and axed me if my wife, she mout go? I told coußin Sally Dilliard that my wife was poorly, being as how she had a touch ofßhumaiics in tho hip.,'and the big swamp was up, for their hud bean a reap of rain lately ; but how somcver, as it was she, cousrn Sally Dilliard, my wile mout go Well, cousin Sally Dilliard then uxed if Moso he Mout go? I told cousin Sally Dilliard that he was fore man of the crap, and the crap was smartly in the grass! but howsomever as it was she, cousin Sally Dilliard, Mose ho mout go— CAogj^—ln the name of common sense, Mr. Harris, what do you mean by this rig marole ? Witness. —Captain Rice, he gin, and cou sin Sally Dilliard she enmeovsr to our house, and axed me if mv wife she mout go? I told cousin Sally Dilliard— Chops —Slop, sir, if you please ? we dont want to hear anything about your cousin Sal ly Dilliard and your wife—tell its about the fight at Rice's. Witness. —Well, I will 1 sir, if you will let me. Chops —Well, sir. go on. Witness. —Well, sir, Captain Rice ho gin a treat, and cousin Sally Dilliard sho came over to our house and axed me if my wife she mout go— Chops. —There it is again. Witness, please ta stop. Witness. —Well, sir, what do you want? Chops. —Wo want to know about the fight and you must not proceed with this nent story. Do you know any thing about the matter before the court? IFifness.—To be sure 1 do. Chops.— Well, go on and tell it, and noth ing else. Witniss. —Woll, Captain Rico he gin a treat— , Chops —This is intolerable. May it pleare the court, I move tjiat this witness bo com muted for contempt; ho seems to be trlling wiih this court. Court —Witness, you are now before a court of justice, and unles. you behave in a mere becoming manner, you will be sent to jail; so bogie and tell what yon know about the fight at Rice's. Witness. — [Alarmed} Well, gentlemen. Captain llice, he gin a treat, and cousi. Sall y Dilliari!— Chops. —l liopo that the witnesd may be ordered into custody Court.—[after deliberating.] Mr. Attorney, die court is of opinion that wo may save timo by letting the witness go on in his own way. Proceed, Mr Harris, with your story, but stick to the point. Witness. —Yes. gentlemen. Well, Captain Rice, he gin a treat, nnd cousin Sally Dill iard camo over to onr house and uxed me if my wife she mout go? I tofd cousin Sally Dilliard that my wife she was pooily, being ns how she had tto rhnmatics in the hip, and the big swnr.ip was up; but howsome ever, as it was she, cousin Sally Dilliard, she mout go. Well, cousin Sally Dilliard then axed me if Mose he re'if eo ? I told cousin Sally Dilliari'.. as 1 e was fore man of tho c ' vns smartly ip the grass—bu. it was she, oousin Sally TV' ue mout go. So they goes tc -ty wife, and oou- sin Sally Diliir -a- j como to the big swamp, and it was up, as I was telling you ; but being as there was a log across the big swamp, cousin Sally DilliatJ anj Mose, like genteel folks, they walked the lag. And that's alii know about the fight. THE LOST GEN. A SCAUTIEOT. AND INSTRUCTIVE SKETCH. The black waters of the river of death were rolling sluggishly onward. There ap proached on whose features bore traces of anxiety and sorrow ; and with a bowed form she gazed into the turbulent stream, as though fain to descry something far down its fathom less depths. A being of benign and celestial aspect ap peared at her side, and said, "What scckest thou, sorrowing one?" "Alas," she answer ed ; "I wore a sparkling jewel upon my .bo som. It was no paltry bauble, but a mon arch's gift, and invaluable. The wealth of India cqp yield none to match it. In an evil hour it dropod from its res'ing place into this dark river. For a momentl saw it float near the brink, r.nd stretched out my hand to regain it, but it was beyond my reach : and it sank* down fill I saw it no more. It is gone—lost forever!" And in deep gloom she turned to depart. "Stay, mourner! Grieve not, but look a gain into the waters!,, She looked, and a cry of joy burst from her lips. "It is there ! I Bee it floating upon tho dismal wave. Oh, shall it not be mine once more? The an swer came—"Nay, but thou art deceived. What thou seest is but a resemblance of what was thine. Yet, turn thy eyes anil rejoice." She obeyed ; and beheld a star gleaming from a bright spot of azure in the murky sky, whose rays gave even the waves of that gloomy river a tinge of brightness, and whose reflection there she had mistaken for her own lost gem. There came a tender and musical voice as the beautiful appearance vanished. "Mourner, these restless billows, though fearful and dark to thee, roll up to tho gate of heaven. Ever faithful to their trus', they bore the jewel, which was lent, not given thee, to its rightful owner, the Monarch of Heaven, and transferred to his care, it will shine forever in his glorious dwelling place.' The mourner depared with a countenance thoughtful, yet cheerful; her gaze no longer bent upon earth or the sorrowful river of death, but was meekly nnd trustingly raised to the heavens. And that star, beaming into her spirit with rays of hope and gladness, was ever her talisman and her guide. Mother! who woepest for thy little one so early lost, that mourner art thou ; that star is thy now angel child ! Dry thy tears, and ev er rejoice that thou hast a treasure in heaven. Every Woman her own Dmimsksr. Every American woman should be above receiving the dictum of an ingnorant and tastelese dressmaker; she should be instruc ted in the anatomy and phiciology of her sys tem, and be perfectly able to give a correct' outline ot a classical figure, and its appro priate dress, on the black-board. She should then be instructed to cut her own dressos in a simple nnd elegant manner, and adapt them to her figure, so that not the least pres sure should exist on any part of her person. Indeed, without a good knowledge of the pencil and the harmony of colors, her per son and heytouse'will present what is so frequent inTnis city, a grotesque arrange ment of dress, suitable for a carnival or madhouse, and a drawing-room that would pass for a furniture store or pawnbroker's shop. So much, in our opinion, is due to an in correct and servile taste in dress, that is one of the principnl causes of the early decay of our countrywomen. Our climate demands, during one-third of the year, absolute warmth and dry feet: and our fashionable country women would consider themselves disgraced by appenring in public with a dress and shoes that every intelligent Englishwoman wears as a matter of course.— Scalpel. Keep Trying. There never was a right endeavor but it succeeded. Patience, have patience—we shall win at the last. We must be very sus picious of the deceptions and elements of time. It takes a good deal of time to cat or to sleep, or to cam a hundred dollars, and a very little time to entertain a hope and an in sight which becomes the light of our life ; caily routine makes but little impression ; but in the solitude to which every man is al ways returning, ho has a sanity and revela tions, which, in his passage f> new worlds, ho will carry wiih him. "In the silent hour of inward thought, Evorsuspect ami still revere thyself In loueliness of heart." True Sentiment- Endeavor to acquire a temper of universal candor and benevolence, and Icaru neither to despiso nor condemn any persons on account of their particular modes of faith and wor ship; remembering, always, that goodness is confined to no pnrty—thut there arc wise and worthy mop among all sects of Chris tians, and mat as bis own master every one niu.-t stand or fall. Sin. Sin perpetuates itself forever. Like the ocean ripple, its influence is beyond all cal culation. Yet there is this difference be tween them : tho ripple grows fainter and sinks lower as its circle widens and recedes from the centre.' Not so with sin. What was a ripple at first, soon swells into a wave, ever rising higher, till we behttd the-huge mountain billow upon the eterrsl shore. EARLY IN THE FIELD— The Reading Ga zette already announces Sheriff candidates for the fall eleetioa- JEANNOT* REFLY. A BEAUTIFUL SONO. The following beautiful song was recently written by somebody, in reply to the popular song of Jeannette and jeannot.'' Cheer up ! cheer up ! my own Jeannette, I hough far away I go, In all the changes I may see, 1 11 be the same Jeannot; And if I win both fame and gold, Ah, be not so unkind To think J could forget you in tho home Ileft behind. There's not a lady in the land, And if she were a queen, Could win nay heart from you, Jeaunette, oo true as you have been j They must have gallant warriors, Chance hath cast the lot on me, But mind you this, the soldier, love, shall no deserter be. Why, ever since the world began, The surest road to fame Has been the field, where men unknown Might win themselves a name I And well I know the brightest eyes Have over brighter shone, When looking at some tvarrior bold returned from battle won : .And yo t would put an end to deeds Which ladies love so well, And have no tales of valor left for historv to tell; ' 3 The soldier's is a noble trade, Jeannette, then rail no more, Were only kings allowed to fight There'll bo an end to war. The Folly of Pride. The Rev. Sidney Smith, for many years one of the contributory to tho great English. Reviews, thus discourses on the folly of pride I in s tch a creature as man: " After all, take some quiet, sober mo ment of life and add together the two ideas of pride in man. behol d him, creature of a span high, stalking through infinite space in all the grandeur of littleness.—Perched on a speck of universe, over* wind of heaven strikes into his blood the coldness of death • his sottl floats from his body like melody from the string; day and night as the (test on the wind, he is rolling along the heavens, through a labyryntb of worlds, and all the creation of God are floating above and be nenth. Is this a creature to make for himself a crown of glory, to deny his own flesh, to mock at his fellow sprung from the dust to which both will soon return ? Does the proud man ? Does lie not sutler ? Does he die? When ho reasons, is he nether sloped i by difficulties ? When lie acts is he never tempted by pleasure? When he lives,is he free from pain ! When he dies, can ha e scape the common grave? Pride is not tho heri'mge of man; humility should dwell with frailty, and alone for ignorance, error and im petfeciion." ONLY ONE BRICK ON ANOTHER. —Edwin was looking at a largo building which they were putting up, just opposite his father's house. He watched the workmen Irom day to dav, as they carried up thebricksand mortar,and then placed them in their proper order. His father said to him, my son, you seem to be very much taken up with tho brick layer ; pray what might you be thinking a bout? Have you any notion of learning the trade?' 'No, sir,'said Edwin, smiling; 'but I wns just thinking wfe'a little tiling a brick is, and yet that great house is built by only lay ing one brick on another.' 'Very true, my son. Never (orget it. Just so it is in all great works. All your learning is only one little lesson ndded to another. If a man could walk all around tho globe, it would be by only putting one foot.be fore the other. Your whole life will be mado up of one little moment after another. Drop added to drop makes the ocean. 'Learn front this not to despise little things. Learn also not t" be discouraged by great la bor; tho greatest labor becomes easy if divi ded into parts. You could not jump over a mountain, but step after step takes you to ihe other side.—Do not fear therefore, to attempt grca' things. Always remember that the whole of yonder lofty edifice is only onebruk on another. ALTHOUGH courting is one of the most hea venly pastimes ovor iruented, get.ing marr ied, we think,, one of the most serious and stupid. To white kid yourself is bad enough, but when you come to add to white kids "the Hue coat and wh'te troivsers of plighted aff ections," the position you begin to occupy forces a spoony sensation upon the male lu natic, that even gdfe anil orange blossoms cannot appreciate. In our opinion, the most ridiculous day a man ever passes through is the day he guts married even if it be not att ended with n tin-panological serenade in the evening.— Albany Dutchman. tWCoI. Fremont, in a letter written iu Cab ifornia previous to his election as U. S. Sena tor, declared himself as " adhering to the principles of the great Democratic party." tW Jacob Weygandt Esq., has been ap pointed Associate Judge of Northampton county, and his appointment unanimously confirmed by the Senate. tCW The Carlisle Democrat and tho Nor ristown Watchman are out in opposition to an elective judioiary. BP"' 'l'm sitting on the style," as the lover said when be seated himself on a bonnet of ef the latest Pari* fashion, Mdfl NUMBER i 2. Married Vmai'a Soliloqer- e, it ago ! go! go ! and get j g fl | t g et | ft* ew?jy body on earth, but one'a own wife If I should ask Mr. Slocum to go Ml such a lime of day for a water pail oir a basket tit oranges, d'ye guess hVi go.? he ; I might want one, and lake it out itr Warning. Oranges, forsooth ! 'Twas only yesterday I asked him to call at Williams' for Charley's shoes. Wouldn't you like to hare heard hint scoHl though 1 If he did r nt tune up ! AU ways something wanting ! Wiahed he could go to the store and back withouut calling fof a dozen articles ! And when he came in and pm them on Chalr'—, htm for crying because the pegs hurt him ! Poor fellow, he limpea round till his father had gone and then pulled them off. The pegs were an inch long, at the very least. And now, just because" Mrs. Brown hints at the water pail, he's up and off in a minute. Why couldn't Brown go ? Just as though her ewn hustiand wns not good enough to wait upon her. A pretty how'd do we shall hate,, it things go on atthis rate. I'll ask Brown to do my errands, and see how he likes it. If the girls only knew ! But no, they won't be lieve a word of it (—"Bought wit is the best if you don't get it to dear. "-Dear! I wonder what some folks call dear ? There's NeHy Bly. Vou might talk to her till April, ami then sho wouldn't believe it. But she'll spef She'll learn a lesson for herself that she'll not forget vry soon ! If I was a gul again, I wouldn't change my condition in a hurry. Not I. There was Slocum always ready to tun his legs off— but now, he'll go sooner for that Mrs. Brown than for his own flesh and blood! But I'll pay him, sec if I dor't- I wont get htm a mouthful of supper. He may get his victuals See how he'll like that. If I should do so i always trying to please oflfer folks, husband instead of my own, we should have a prei. kettle offish. There's Willie, lie's tease, for an orange these three days, and not a peer of one has been seen yet. There he comer, pulling like a steamboat* if I hail sent him he woudn't have been back these two hours. Calling at Mr. Brown's, too, if it nint enough to vex a Saint. I'll tell him I'll quit—l'll—but no, he'll liko iha' to well, the brute ! I won't try to please him so much. I'll stay if it kills me, and Willio shall |mve a,u orange ifhe wants ; and no thanks to him either. There he comes again, and both * hands full. Wonder what he has got now. and who is he running for.' Coming through the gate and jet both pockets full of oranges- The—dear sonl ! I knew he wouldn't forger his own children. Won't Willie have a good meal? And I will—yes he shall have mufC fins for suppei. Slocum loves muffins * * That,s all wo heard, leader, for when Slo cum opened the hall door, Charley, Wille, wife and all went out to meet him, and get some of those same oranges. Mrs. Slocum did get 6upper, and Slocum had muffins. A Moral Tor the people. • r The Carlisle Volunteer, in speaking of the Webster case; with its characteristic good sense gives the following instructive moral reflections. "But we cannot dismiss the subject with out a brief remark upon the moat probable cause of the crime. Society it not cl'ar of a share in this sid catastrophe. If men reach a certain position, the lost of it is degradation. Hence, sea an 1 land are ransacked, heaven and earth are compassed—for what J 1o maintain appearances. Poor Webster's real income was below tho standard of his repor* led wealth. This kept him forever in debt to stipprr; his carriage, parties and equipage. At last he became the debtor of a practical financier, whose call for his money was as certain as the arrival of the day on which it became due. Webster knew this, and the face of Dr. I'atkman haunted him like a spectre of doom. But one alternative re mained—either his own loss of caste, or the assassination of his creditor. Prido and moral timidity forbade him to come down, ami consequently Parkmßll was mndered. We are witnesses of the mawkish senti ment to which we have referred, and on sev eral occasions have not hesita