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BLOOMS BURG, COLUMBIA COUNTY, PA., WEDNESDAY OCTOBER 3,1860.
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A DEflJCSATIC C1UPA1G.X Sd.G.
Air "A old Lang Syne.;'
Come, rally round the nation's flag,
And catch the nation's ong.
Hing forth our party ba'tla cry,
In chorus loud and inng,
"For Breckinridge and Lane, my boyt !"
O'er valley, hill, and plain,
The cry now echoe through the land,'
"For Breckinridge and Lane ! '
We fuht, 'lis true a mighty host,
A host of every hue ;
Bat truth and right will nerve us on,
And bear us bravely through,
For Breckinridae and Lane, my boys,
In forum and in field,
Have met and vanquished betler.foes
To these they'll never yield.
O'er Btena Vista's blood stained soil
O'er Mexico's domain, bed.
Fame spreads her scroll; there high iuscri-
Siand Breckinridge and Lane.
Brave Breckinridge and Lane my boys,
Who led, 'mid shot and hell,
And gallantly won victory,
Ouce more will lead us well.
Our flag floats proudly on the breeze,
Its motto waves on high
"The Constitution and the Law
By these we Itve or die."
B ave BreckinriJge end Lne, my boys,
Will yield tnat banner never,
Their stalwart arms will bear it up
. Till hand and heart shall sever.
The rallying cry is heard afar ;
New England's granite hills
The Western wilds the sunny South
The air with cLoros nils.
"For Breckinridge and Lane," my boys,
Let speech ar.d song now ring ;
Democracy's two noble sons
Great victory will bring.
With traitors to our father' cause
For which they fought and died
With those denying -equal rights,'
We cannot be allied.
Though party faction we deplore,
No brother love we feel
For those who trample on the bond
Our fathers' blood did seal.
Then shout for Breckinridge and Lne
Come, join the rallying cry,
"The Constitution Equal rights!"
By these we live or die.
Ko North's) prayers o'erSouih'rn wrongs,
No sectional distrust
We'll drive all discord to the winds
Make traitors bite the dust.
Hark ! hear the Eagle, as he sweeps
Through )onder azure sky,
Sream out in tones ot victory,
Our alorious ba'tle cry "
'For Breckinridge aud Lane," my boys !
And hill aud dale ana in
Catch up the echo and repeat
-For Breckinridge and Lane !"
FIVE MINUTES' WORK.
BY MRS. V. D. CAGE.
"Here, Lizzie, I wish you would put a
few stitches into my coa; it's gettiug too
shabby."
It is so, Frank ; but 1 really think you
had better take it to the tailor."
"Take it to the tailor ! . By George bat
that's a huge idea. Why, there's not five
minutes' work to be done, and the tailor
would charge a dollar."
"I suppose he would ; but I don't see bow
I can do it to day.' Walter is fretiul, and
jou know be kept me awake all night."
"Little imp ! it does seem to me there
never was so cross a young one "
' "Oh, uo, Frank, he's not cross ; he's
teething."
"Always some excuse. We'll you must
mend my coat anyhow."
' 'Til try aud find lime."
"Try ! just let him squall ; will do him
ood strengthen bis luugs."
"Then you know, it' ironing day."
.' Well, how many more excuses? I'll
pat hoc rips and all, if you're to make
.aach s fuss." '. ,
. "Oh, no,' Frank ; I did not mean to make
fuss ; bat it's a long
job, and one I am
not much used to; and, with my dinner to
.get, and baby, and ironing. I do not see,
et, how I can get it done. Bat I'll do my
W . ..... : . .' ,;
Such was the conversation that passed
freiween a young husband and wife of eigh
jeen months' standing. :
Frank Barton was - what the world calls
A real driver. He made anything that went
through his hands ioare to his own benefit
Everybody liked him because be was so
frank, and withal, so honest and upright in
all bis dealings with bis customers. He
was well educated for a business man ;
lived in society; bad made op his mind
that he could support & wits, and, accord
ing to his reckoning, save something to
boot. Yes, to be sure be could. .There
were six dollars a week for board, ono dol
Jor s dozen lor washing, ajjd ihen quarters
and dimes' innumerable for taking hii lady
acquaintances to ride, to the theatre, to ice
cream saloons, balls, operas, &c. c
By George f- h-s exclaicoed. as he cast np
his yearly account, 'that's huge It's enough
to t:sak a fallow. A thousand a year ! It .
So he applied to Lizzie Forsyth, the best
and kindest girl among his acquaintance,
to help him along in his good resolves, and
was soon in possession of that admirable
burden, 'to be supported,' a wile.
Lizzie'was a good, sensible girl, and was
soon tired of boarding. A snug house was
rented, and the work of supporting a wife
began in earnest. The five rooms cost two
hundred dollars a year, and were ptettily
furnished. Lizzie preferred to do her own
work, washing and all, and being expert
with her needle, now and then found unit
to make a dollar extra. Then as it was a
i little lonesome for Frank, he brought home
several clerks, as day boarders, al four dol
lirs a week. Still with all (his, he would
tell his acquaintances how much les it
Osi him to live. Now he supported a
wife, he never seemed, for a moment to
realize that she it was who was saving all
these expenses, aud that, if he had not
earned a dollar, her busy hands woulJ have
paid the rent, aud kept him from tu
Ting.
So the matter stood t when he asked her
to mend his coat. Lizzie drew a deep sigh
after he was gone, and hurried her dishes
away as fast as possible.
The coat was of broadcloth, and was his
wedding garment ; but it was so well nigh
wearing out, broken under, the arms, the
cord and lining in rags, and sieve linings
broke loose, buttons worn off in fine, theie
was nearly, if not quite, a steady day's
work. She sat down to the coat with a
hearty good will, determined to do her
est. Her ned!e flew, but every moment
it had to be lain down, to see to the dinner
or hush the baby. The hours wore away,
and though she did all she could, the job
was still quite unfinished at sundown.
Waller cried quite incessantly. He
looked pale, and his eyes were dim.' .She
remembered Frank's words, 'Let him
squall, and did let him cry a half an Lour
or more. Oh, how it wearied her to hear
her darling cry for its mother. The
tears swam in her eyes, as she thought of
her hard day's work, and of the want of ap
preciation of her labor's. She knew she
was making the old coat look almost as
well as new. But he could never think of
the '.oil she put upon it. 'Ami what if he
don't?' she mentally ejaculated ; 'I shall in
my own spirit know all I have done, and
that is enough. '-Still she was longing, long
ing with sickening heart, to have her labor
recognized, to hear him now and then speak
as if her work was of some avail. 'There i
no more than five minutes' work, and tl e
tailor would charge me a dollar,' kept ring
ing in her ears.
But Lizzie was strong hearted, as well as
loving and dutiful. So she shook of her
discoittent and putting on a -smile, took up
the baby, and sung her prettiest lullaby,
carried him round, with his little head on
her shoulder, while she filled the tea-kettle,
and set the table now and then setting him
in his crrdle, and chirping to him, as she
did those things that required both of her
bands. Tims she worried through supper
getting, and with much managing had all
tilings ready by the time Frank came in
with his companions.
'My coat done, Lizzie?
No, not quite-'
'That's a woman for ye, boys. One half
of them would let a husband go out at the
elbows a week, before they would tnrn a
fide from any plans of theirs. All the iron
ing is completed, I'll be bound. A hit it so
Lizzie?' '
Lizzie was taking her biscuit out of the
oven, and the young men did not see the
deep flush of pain. that flafhed over her
weary features.
Will you bring in a pitcher of water,
please?' she said, pleasantly, not seeming
to have heard the question.
'There it is again ; when I was a bach. I
had nothing te do but hand my coat over to
a tailor, pay him a dollar, and it was done
in a jiffy, and no grumbling. No water to
fetch when a fellow's tired either.
Lizzie was tired, sad and nervous ; want
of sleep and the exhaustion incident to nur
sing her beautiful boy, now so near sick
the hurrying to get lime for the mending,
not to speak of the disappointment in put
ting aside her own plans, thus throwing her
baking and ironing into one day, for both
roust be done on the morrow, or the clothes
would mildew, and the boarders do with
out bread all this was too much. Lizzie
could cot endure bis badinage, though half
playful, for she knew well, that, if some
such thoughts were not in bis mind, they
would' not hare , found their way to his
lips "
She hastily set the biscuit upon the table
and saying, simply 'supper is ready,' step
ped into the bedroom, and burst into tears.
Yoo may call her a fool if yoo will. 1 do
not. You might as well ask the withered
leaves not to fall, .when the autumn gale
sweeps through them ; as well ask the flow
ers not to suffer the morning dews to exhale
in sunshine, as to ask a tender, loving sen
sitive wife to withhold her tears, when she
knows she is wronged. She may forgive,
she may look cheerful an hocr after,
bright as the sky when the cloud has passed
but she mutt feel; and it is only when
her beautiful nature is destroyed; when as
is often the case, the very trails of a charac
ter which won a husband's love in the be
ginning are cbUterated ; when love turns
to hate, that she can bear from' slight.or
exaction with unmoved indifference-
Li2zies tears did not flow long; her heart
gained its natural relief, and afier'preten-
(which she actually did.) she bathed her
eyes and came o t, washed her dishes, and
sat down again to the coat.
Frank sat watching her flying fingers for
an hour or two, and he laughed and talked
with his friends thinking to himself that ev
ery turn would be the last. At nine o'clock
she set the last stitch. New facings had
been put in, and new pockets, the holes
under the arms neatly patched and darned,
new cuffs, ntw buttons, and new linings all
round. As she finished she looked tip,
with still a shade of sadness upon her
brow.
'There, Frank, I have mended your coat
throughly. I guess it will last another year
now.' -
'Quite a job, wasn't it? took longer than
1 thought,' said he deprecatingly.
How much clear cash have you made
to day, Frar.k?' asked Lizzie in an earnest
tone.
'What do you want to know for!' was his
answer.
'For my own satisfaction. Certainly 1
should tell an interest in all your affair,?'
Well, I think the shop has cleared twenty
dollars.'
'How much do you count your services
worth?'
Not less than five dollars a day.'
How many hours do you labor?'
'Ten is the legal time now-a-days. 1
don't generally work that many. But what
are all these questions for?'
'Because Frank, we are husband and wife
We expect to live the rest of our lives to
gether, and if there is harmony in our mar
riage relation, there must be justice and
right. You call upon me daily to appreci
a'eyour labors, and remind me of the com
fort and support you are giving me, and 1
feel that I appreciate anything you do.
You have earned five dollars to-day, and
the shop has cleared twenty. Yet to save
you one dollar, I have worked ten hours
on your coat, and six in getting your break
fast, dinner and supper, and making your
home pleasant and comfortable To save
you that dollar, I had to hurry all-day, to
put all work out of line and to really
neglect our darling boy, vho should be our
first care, and the last thing that t-hould un
der any circumstance, be set aside.'
I had no idea, Lizzie, it would be such
a job.'
l know yon had not Frank, so 1 shall
freely forgive you, but must insist that here
after I must be allowed to be my own judge
of what work I had best do, and shall not
expect to be threatened, nor hear myself
accused of being willing to do my duty.'
r.,ni- f-li the force of the words, and sat
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silent.
'One thing more, Frank, I want to say,
while 1 am about it. I don't want you to
talk aboat supporting your wife. I will not
be supported while I am able to support
myself. I find on looking over my dooks, j
that the profits of my labor amout to five ,
. .. i- i . i. u i r ..,trl
dollar a wees, anu me iuaiu ui jum-cu
myself, and the baby inside. Then I do all
your extra work an? my own. All this sa
vin has gone into your capital to be inves
ted, and to help make your twenty dollars
a day. Out of this comes the five dollars !
the worth of your day's work, while I must ;
labor with really weary limbs, and aching i
head and eyes, to save a dollar, in the men- j
ding of an old coat, which, when done, j
would not sell for the amount of your ten '
hours work.' j
'You are making out a pretty strong case j
against me Lizzie.'
No, Frank, not against you; I could not ;
do that ; but I am stating facts. One thing
more. I have been at work three hours j
since supper while you have been entirely
idle, not even rocking the cradle, which I ;
have been obliged to do half a dozen ,
i
times. ;
Lizzie don't say another word, and I'll .
never do so again,' cried Frank, springing
from his chair to jog the cradle, where the'
sweet boy was nestling.
You shall never mend another coat.'
Yes but I will,' answered Lizzie, advan
cing to the cradle, 'only don't tell me ten
hours work can be done in five minutes,
nor ask me to let the baby squall again.'
She lifted Walter from the crad e. They
stooped to kiss his fair, rosy cheek, but
made a mistake and kissed each other,
while Frank whispered: -
'God bless you, Lizzie, I never thought of
this before. I won't do it again.'
. Six years have gone by, and Frank has
kept his word.
Tht Simple Sccrkt Twenty clerks in a
store. Twenty hands in a printi.ig office
Twenty young men in a village. All wan'
to get along in the world, and all expect to
do bo. One ot the clerks will rice to be
partner, and make a fortune. One of the
compositors will own a newspaper, and be
come a prosperous and influential citizen.
One of the apprentices will come to be a
master builder. One of the villagers will
get a handsome fame and live like a patri
arch. But which is destined to be the lucky
individual? Lucky? There is no luck a
bout it. The thing is almost as certain as
the Rule of Three. The young fellow who
will distance his competitors is he who
roasters his business, who preserves his
integrity, who lives clearly and purely,
who. never gets into debt, who gaics
trends by deserving them, aud puts his
money into a sating bank. There are
some ways to fortune'lhat look shorter than
this ihe old dusly highway. But the
staunch men of the community, the men
who achieve something rea'jy worth hay
ing good fortnne, good name, and a serene
The Orphan Boy's Dream.
A little fair haired child laid its pale
cheek against a pillow of straw,
i It had toiled up ihree pairs of narrow,
dark stairs to go in'i: miserable garret, for
it was a little 'bound' boy, that had neither
father nor mother ; so uo soft bed awaited
its tired limbs, but a miserable pallet with
one thin coverlid.
It had neither lamp nor candle to lighfen
the room, if such it might be called ; still
that was not so bad, lor the beautiful round
mood smiled in upon the poor bound boy.
and almost kissed his forehead as his sad
eyes closed treamily.
But after awhile, as he lay there, what a
wonderous change came over the place.
A great light shone down, the huge black
rafters turned to solid gold, and these seem
ed all studded with tiny, precious stones.
The broken floor, too, was encrusted with
shining crystals, and the child raised him
self upon his elbow, and gazed with a ha'f
fearing, half delighted look upou the glori
ous spectacle.
One spot on the wall seemed too brghl
for his ii-ion to endure, but presently, as if
emerging from it, came a solt while fignre,
that Blood by the poor bound boy's bedside.
The child 6hut his eye ; he whs a little
frightened, and his heart beat quickly, but
he lound breath to murmur
"Tell me, who are you ?''
"Look up, be not afraid," said a sweet
viioe that sounded like the harps of Heav
en ; "look up darling I am your brother
Willie, sent down from the angels to speak
with you, and tell you to bear all j our tor
row patiently, for you will soon be with u-."
"What, yon my brother Willie? Oh, no,
no, that cannot be. My brother Willie wa
very pale, aHd his clothes were patched and
torn; and there was a lump on his back,
and he ued to go into the muddy streets
and pick up bits of wood and chips. But
your face is qui'e handsome, and jour
clothing is prettier than I ever saw before :
and there is no ugly hump on your back.
Besides, my brother Willie is dead, long
ago."
"I am your brother Willie, you immortal
brother; rny body with the ugly lump is
dead and turned to ashes; but just as '.hat
died, -I went up to the great heavens and
saw sights that I cannot tell you about now,
they were very beautiful. But God, who is
your Father, and the holy one of eternity,
gave me these brighl gurments that never
got soiled, and I was o happy that all ex
cept my face wa changed very much, and
I grew tall and straight ; so it is no wonder
you do not know me "
Aud lio the little bound child's tears be
gan to fall.
"Oh !" he exclaimed, "If I, too, could go
to heaven V
"You can go," rep'ied the angel, with a
smile of ineffable sweetness
'you have
learned how to read ? '
"Y'es a litile."
"Well, to-morrow get your Bible and fini!
very reverently for it is God's mott holv
book these words of the Lord Jesus
"But
I say uato yon, love your enemies ; bless
them tr;ai hate you, and pray for them that
despitefully use and persecute you."
' Do all these, and you shall be the child
of your Father which is above."
"Even if they beat me !' murmured the
little bound boy, with a quivering lip.
A ray of liht flashed across the angel's
face as he replied, "ihe more you forgive,
the nearer you will be to Heaveri ''
Jn another moment ihe vision had gone,
but still the moon was all blazing with un
earthly radiance.
As ihe httle boy fell back upon his pil
low, his wan face reflected the angel's
smile, and he thought, "1 will forgive them, 1
even though they should beat me." j
Suddenly a more mimical voice than the
former fell upon his ear. This time he wa
not a'raid, but sitting up in his miserable
couch, he saw a figure lhal seemed to lift
itself to the wall ; a ray of intense bright
ness oulined all its form ; its eyes blazed,
yet ihere was a mild beauty in them every
time the looked into his own.
"Lmle one, I am your father," said the
form, in melting accents.
I don't think you can be my father,''
whispered the toy timidly. "My father
used to look very old indeed ; and cot hurt
and wore a crutch; ihere were wrinkle tm
his face, and all over his forehead, and hi
hair was short and white; not long like
yours. And my father used to -tiop over,
and wear a little black apron, and pot
patches on shoes in a liltltf dark room."
And what else ?"
"He oed to pray and sing very swpt!v,
but I never hear praying and ringing now,''
sobbed the child.
"Don't cry, dear little boy, but listen to
me, I am )-onr father, yonr immortal father; ,
that poor, lame body is gone now, mingled
with the dirt in the grave yard. As soon as
the breath left that deformed body, I was
wilh the shining angels, hosts and hosts of
them bore me up to heaven ; and the King
of that glorious place clothed me in thee
robes, white and stainless, and gave this
tall, beautiful body, which shall never feel
corruption. And this was the reason, dear
little orphan, because 1 loved Him, and my
delight was in praying to Him and talking
about Him ; and although I was very poor.
I tried to be honest, and many times went
hungry rather than do wrong. And you
never iorgot to say your little pravers that 1
taught you if you will keep God's holy
commandments, and trust in him always,
One more the child was left alone, but
s ill the rafters were golden, the walls pear
ly, the old floor studded with brilliants, and
the (ame solt, mysterious light over all.
A strain of holy music fell faintly upon
his enraptured senses ; it grew louJer and
came nearer to the head of his little bed
And then a voice oh, far sweeter than ei
ther of the others sang :
"My child, my little earth child, look up
on me, I am thy moiher."
In a moment what emotions swelled the
bosom of the lonely boy. He thought of
her cherished tenderness to him long years
ago, of her soft arms round his neck, her
gemle lips pressing r his forehead then
came up the cruellies of the stranger, who,
after she had been put away in the deep
ground, treated him harshly.
He turned towards her ; oh, what a glori
ous being ; her eyes were like stars; her
hair like the most precious gold ; but there
was that in her face ihat none other might
so truly know. He had doubted if the fmt
risen was his brother, it the second was his
faiher: but not once did he doubt this beau
tiful being was his own dear moiher. A
little he kept down his strong feeling ; but
ihe ihouuht of the pa: and the present
overpowered him.
"(), mother, mother," he cried, stretch
ing forth his hand, "let me come to jon,
let me come : there is nobody in thi world
like you; no one kistes me now, no
loves me ; oh, mother, mother, let
cotne ;" and the hot tears rained down
one
me
his
cheeks.
"My orphan child," shejsaid, in tones
that thrilled fim to the heart, "you cannot
come to me ijow, but listen to me. 1 am
very often near you when you know il not.
Every day I am by your side ; and when
you come.to ihis lonely room to weep, my
wings encircled yoa I behold you suffer,
but I know that God will not give you more
sorrow than you can bear. When you re
si i the evil, I whisper calm and lender
thoughts unto your soul ; but when you
give way to anger, when you cheiish a
spirit of revenge, you drive your mother
from you, aud displease the great and holy
God "
'Be good, be happy even amidst all your
trials; and, if that is a consolation, know
that thy immortal mother often communes
wiih thy soul- And further, thou shal:
60on be wilh ine." .
Oh ! mother, mother, mother," murmur
ed'the boy, springing from his bed, and
striving to leap towards her The keen air
chilled him. he looked eagerly around
there was no light,solemn stillness reigned
the radiance, the rafters of gold, the silver
beams, the music, the angels, all are gone.
And then he knew hejhad been dreaming;
but oh ! what a dream how slregthening,
how cheering ; never, never would he for
get it.
The next morning when he went down to
his scant breakfast, ihe was a ieautiful se
renity upon his lace, such a sweef gladness
in his eyes, that all who looked upon hini
forebore to taunt or chide him.
He told his dream ; and the hard hearts
that listened were softened : and the moth-
er who held her own babe was 4o choked
' with her tears that she could not eat ; and
the lather said inwarJly that henceforth he
would be kind to the poor little orphan boy,
and so he was. The child found his way
into their affections; he was so meek, so
prayerful, so good ; and at the end of a
twelvemonth, when the angels did, in very
deed, take him to heaven, the whole family
wept around the little coffin, as if he were
one of their own. But they they all
felt
I that he was in the bright heavens with his
i .... .
brother,
mother.
his father, aud his dear angel
A Ghot Several weeks ago, a married
lady, residing in the Sandwich Island, i
cair.e to this city for health, and boarded al
house in California street, woke in the nighi j
atid distinctly saw a phantom of her fus
band, which she supposed to be her living
hnb;ind, and in lhal supposition, called to
her son. a boy ol twelve years of age, say
ing Henry, here's your father!'
She got up and advanced toward the fig
ure which di-appeared. It disturbed her
very much ; notwithstanding the fact that
she had leu her husband in vigorous health
at Honolulu a few week before, she feared
"real y that the vi.-io:i indicated his death
or fume dire calamity.
U'i.e.i she went down to breakfast in the
morning, a gentleman, boarding in the
same house, noticed marks of weeping and
endeavored to get her in good humor. She
told him ih cause of her uneasiness, and
he atrempted to remove the unhappy im-pres-ion
Irom heriniud, but failed.
The impression couiinued in her mind
that her husband was dead, ai.d she conclu
ded to return to her home on the first boat
which she did. A few days alter her de
parture, a ve-sel arrived from Honolulu
wiili news that her husband had died. His
death, however, did not take place on ihe
day when she saw the vision, but a week
previous to it. Alia California.
"Whcrc are you going i ' said a young
gentleman to an elderly one in a white cra
vat whom he overtook a few miles from
Little Rock.
"I am coin 2 to Heaven, mv son : I have
been on my way there for eighteen years.
"Well, good bye old fellow if yoa have
been traveling towards Heaven eighteen
years and got no nearer lo it than Arkansas,
I'll take another route."
HIE LAST LINE OF TYPE.
'Tis ihe last line of malttr,
Left tlattdinp! abme,
AH the rest ot the column,
Lies down by the stone,
No typo will own it,
No Foreman high,
To talk lo one kindly,
ho mourns over pi.
I'll not cause thee, vist ruin,
But sadly dMIore
'Twas ihe work of the "devil.'
Who 'scaped through the door;
Now cruelty leach me,
Some exquisite wa)'
Of mayhem and torture
j-l.e "Devil to pay.'
Thus, thus It is always
Some J n ible trick,
From if at imp of destruction,
Meets galley and ttick.
When Jormt ara corrected.
More errors have grown,
Aud now I'm determined
To let 'em a'oue!
Guide to happiness a young lady's
arm.
Some people's highest idea of.content
ment is to sit in the houfro aud see others
stick in the mud.
An Irishman tells of a fight in which
there was only one nose lft in the crowd,
and that belonged to the tay-keltle.
Npxt to God, v,p are indebted to woman,
firxt for life itself, and then for making it
worth havi-ig
A Souih Carolina Fourth of July toast :
Woman to her virtues, we give our love ;
her beauty, our admiration ; and to her
hoops, give way.
Never refuse to ray the printer when
you have read his paper for a year or more.
A man who does thi, is mean enough to
steal rotten acorn? from a blind Aog.
A young girl once committed suicide be
rau?e her mother refused her a new bonnet.
Coroner's verdict "Death from excessive
spunk"
Shon,' said a Dutchman, 'you may 6ay
what you please 'botit bad neighbors, I had
tie vor.-t neighbors as iiever was. Mine
pics ami min hens come home mit dere
ears split, and todder day two of them
come home missing.
A crast of bread, a pi:cher of water, and
a thatched roof, aiul'lovr there is happi-
i ness for you, whether the day be rainy or
i snny. Ii is the heart that mkes the home
j whether the eye rests upon a potato patch
i or a flower garden.
In Cincinnati an Irishman became angry
at a negro and broke ix or seven bricks np
on his head without doing t im tho lea-t
injury. The negro who was perfectly cool
during the operation, exclaimed : Struck
away whit? man dis chile don't mind dera
pebbles no how ! yah ! yah !
A Hint for Learned Pheachebs A
learned divine was in the habit of preach
ing so as to b rather beyond the compre
hension of village hearers. The squire of
the parish met him one day, and atked him
what the duty of a shepherd was?
To feed his flock, of course."
'Ought he, then,' asked the squire, place
the hay so high that the sheep cant reach
it?"
Sentimental Our "Devil'' wer.t out to
see his ''sweetheart ' the other niiiht. and
i on his return we aked him how matters
were progressing, when he replied :
'
I clasped her ti-iy hand in mine;
Kmhraced her slender form ;
I vowed to shield her from the wind
And from tho world s cold storm.
She sal her beauteous eye on me ;
The pearly tears did flow,
And wi ii her little lip he said
'Dod Masi'vou kiss me beforo vougo,'
'Wife, bring me some cold beef,' said a
shiftless husband, when for the first lime
in his life, he discovered that he was more
hungry than thirsty.
.There is no beet in the house,' was the
mild reply.
'Fetch me some pork, then.'
'No pork, either.'
Well, then, let me have some potatoes,'
'Not a potatoe left.'
Thunder and lightning ! get me some
bread, then.
'The bread's all gone '
Well give me a knife and fork, and let
me go through the motions.
A committee Man in School. A sub
committee of a school board, not a thousand
miles from the city of Lynn, awere exan.i- 1
ning a class in a primary school. One of
the committee undertook to sharpen up
their wits by propounding the following
question: "If I had a mince pie and should
give two twelfths to John, two-twelfths to
Isaac, two-twelfths to Harry, oand should
keep half of the pie for myself, what would
there be left?"'
There was a profound study among the
scholars, but finally one lad held up his
hand as a signal that he was ready to an
swer. "Well, sir, what wonld there be left?
Speak up loud so thai all can bear," said
the committee man.
"The plate !" khouted the hopeful fel
low. The committee man turned red in the
1 face, while the other member roared aloud.
leiiuliful Insiancc of Faith.
Wa have t-eldom met with anything'so
tOLchirg us the incident recorded below,
L is so strikingly illustrative of ihe nature
of faith, a simpla childlike t rest in God as
an ever ready helper in the t me of need,
and it exhibits so beautifully ihe nature of
real prayer, a calling upon God for help,
with the perfect assurance that he hears
and will answer with relief, that we can
not refrain from commending it to our read
ers, old and young, as a, lesson as well as a
touching incident. The Horne'sville Jour.
j naf state that ihree young children of Mr.
and Mrs. J B. Hawley, of that place, went
into the woods on Saturday to pi k berries
without the knowledge of their parents,
and wandered till they were lost. Not re
turning before evening, the anxious parents
in company with nearly one hundred oth
ers, started for the woods, and at length
succeeded in finding them. It seems that
after having picked enough berries, they
thought it time to return home ; but ou
turning about for ihat purpose, they could
not find the road or any way out of the
woods. They sat down on a log a long
time, finally giving up that jhey were lost.
Marj, the eldest, said lo the others: "Lit
us pray lo God lo help us to find our way
ou','' and all kneeling down with hands up
lifted, they prayed for deliverance. Tney
then took a s.ew start, and soon found
whorileberrie plenty, vith which ther
satisfied their hunger. The little ones now
commenced calling aloud the names of tha
family. Carrie, the youngest, calling re
peatedly for milk, and complaining of fa
tigue, sai down to rest. Ida, the second,
was tired and sleepy, and would rather
stay there than try any longer to get oul.
Mary then stripped bark from a de&d tree,
laid it on the ground for a pillow, covering
it with leaves, and laid the two youngest
down, and it was getting dark, and sha
again knelt down to pray for deliverance,
and that God would take care, of them.
She had made up her mind to stay thera
the night, knowing that she could not find
the way out herself She knewthe night
would be long and the little ones might
wake before morning hungry, so she filled
her pocket with wiutergrens to pacify
them every few minutes during the time
calling upo'i the different members of the
family. When found, ihe two youngest
were keeping, and the eldest, not yet ten
years of age, was ujion her knees prayinj.
Eziminer.
Washiugiuu m a Muriu.
From all accounts when General Wash
ington was in a passion, it was a grand one,
with just ihat 6ort of intensity that gives us
an idea of suppressed power of a strength
we do not quite see.
In the volume recently prepared by the
executors of Richard Ruh, entitled 'Occa
sional Produc ions,' we find an anecdote
illustrating thi. When in 1791, the officer
arrived with dispatches announcing the de
feat of St. Clair, Washington was at dinner.
His Secretary, therefor?, left the table to
receive them; but the messenger said his
I instructions were to deliver Ihem in tln
Washington in person. The Secretary re
turned, and Washington left the table to see
the officer. On coming back, he made an
aj'o'ogy for his absence, but said nothing of
the business, and maintaind his usual affa
bility during the whole evening. At tea
o'clock the company had all gone, aud Mrs.
Washington retired, leaving only ihe Gen
eral and his Secretary, who described the
scene. Washington walked tLa floor for
some minutes, and then sat down. But it
wa plain that he had been suppressing a
strong emotion. Suddenly hej'broke out;
'It's all over St. Clair's defeated routed
the officers nearly all killed, the men by
wholesale the rout complete too shock
ing to think of and a surprise into the bar-
ftra a.t
i gain : ne unerea mis wuu great rehe-
mence, paut-ed, got up and walked the
room, then directly stopped short and broke
out : 'Ye, here on this very spot I took
leave oliiim ; 1 wished him success and
honor ; "you have your instructions,' I said,
from the Secretary of War.' I had a strict
eye to them, and will add but one word
beware of a surprise. I repeat il Leicmeof
a s'irptise you know how the Indians fight
us. He went off wilh that as my last sol.
emn warning thrown into his ears. And
yet to suffer that army to be cut to pieces,
hackeJ, hutched, tomahawked, by a sur
prise the very thing I guarded him against!
O, God, O, God, he's worse than a murder
er ? How can he answer for it to his coun
try ? The blood of the 6lain is upon him,
the curse of the widows and orphans, the
curse of Heaven.'
While making these exclamations his
frame shock,and be tossed his hands wildly.
The tempast passed, and Washington, seat
ing himself, said iu a calm voice, 'this must
not go beyond this room.' Another and a
longer pause and he 6aid in a lower tone,
'General St. Clair shall have justice I will
hear him without displeasure he 6ha!l have
full justice.'
The Dbocth iv Texas Ended Raiv
It has riued nearly every day during the
last two weeks past. Otlr dry and thirsty
land has become a pool. The face of the
country, which a few week ago presented
the appearance of an arid desert, now
wears ihe garb of spring. It is surprising
to notice th change which has been
wrought on every thing aronnd'u in the
brief space of two weeks. All nature
smile, and the co n cast faces of men be
gin lo brighten and glow in sympathy with
our resuscitated and gladdened mother
earth. Ihe San An onia river ha been
r