: i ? - r 1 1 IV. H. JAIOBF, Proprietor. Truth and Right God and our ( onutry. Two Dollars prr Annan. VOLUME 13. BLOOM SB ORG, COLUMBIA COUNTY, PA., WEDNESDAY .MARCH 20, 1801. N U hl Wil li 1 I. E V JiLh il JJ iio J ) 1 STAR OF THE NORTH PUBLISHED 1TIBT WIDNKSPAY IT ' wn. fl. JACOBY, Office ob Sain St., 3rd Square below flarket, .TERMS: Two Dollars per annum if paid within six months from the time of subscri bing : two dollars and fifty cents ii not paid withirt the year. No subscription taken fur a less period than Six months; no disco n linaances permitted until all arrearages are paid, unless at ihe option oi the editor. The terms of advertising will be as follows : One square, twelve lines? three times, $1 Every subsequent insertion, One square, three months, . 3 One year, .8 00 25 00 00 WHITER ClSSuT LIST fOBETES. Winter cannot last forever, Spring will soon come forth again, - And with flowers of every color Deck the-hill-side and the plain. Lambs will soon in fields be sporting, Birds re-echo from each tree "Winter's gone I its days are ended ! We are happy, we are free !" Hedge and tree will soon be budding, Soon with leaves be covered o'er; Winter cannot last forever, ! Brighter days are yet in rttfre ! Sorrows will not last forever, Brighter times' will come again, Jjy bur every grief succeeding, As the sanshiue after rain. As the snow and i?e of winter . Melt at the approach of Spring, Sj will alt out cares and trials, Joy and peace and comlort bring. While the heart is sad and drooping, Think, though yoa be vexed and tore, . Sorrows cannot last forever ! Brighter days are yet in store. THE TWO SISTERS. XT HATHAXICL HAWTH01KC. The following story, the simple and do to tie incidents of which may be deemed hardly worth relating after such a lapse of time, 'awakened a degree of interest a hun dred years ago, in a principal seaport of the Bay of Massachusetts. The rainy twilight 'of fen autumn day, a pa rlor on the 6econd floor ot a house, plainly famished as be seemed the circumstances of its inhabitants, yet decorated w'uh curiosities lrom beyond the sea, and a. few specimens of Indian manufacture, these are the only particulars to be presented in regard to scenes and seasons. Two young and comely women at together by the fireside, nursing their mutual and peculiar sorrows. They were the recent brides of two brother?, a sailor and a landsman, and - two successive days had brought tidings of the death of each, by the chances of Canadian warfare and the tempestuous Atlantic. The universal sym pathy excited by this bereavement, drew numerous condoling guests to the habita tion of Xhro , widowed sisters. Several, among whom was the minister, had re--mained nntil the verge-of the evening, when, one by one, whispering many com fortable passages of scriplore, that were answered- by - more abundant tears, they took ibeir leave, and departed to their own happy homes. The mourners though not insensible to the kindness of their friends, had yearned to be left alone. United as they had been, by relationship of the living, and now more closely so by that of the dead, each felt as ii whatever consolation her grief admitted, was to be found in the bosom of the other. They joined their hearts and wept together tilenily. Brft after an hour of such indul gence, one of the sisters, all of whose emo tions were influenced by her mild, quiet, - yet not feeble character, began torecollect the precepts of resignation and endurance, which ber piety had taught her, when she lid not think to heed them. Her misfor tune beisdei, as earliest known, should earliest cease to interfere with her regular course of duties ; accordingly, having pla- - ced the tabhc before the fire, and arranged a frugal meal, she look the hand of her companion. "Come, dearest sister, you haye not eat "n a mortal to-day," aheaid. "Arise, I pray yoa, end let us ask a blessing on that which is provided for as." ' tier sister was of a lively and irritable temperament, and the first pangs of her sorrow had been expressed by shrieks and passionate lamentations. She now shrunk lrom Mary's words likd a wounded sufferer from the hand that revives the throb. ."There is no blessing for me, neither will I ask it," cried Margaret, with a fresh fccrst of tears. "Would that it were His will that I might never taste food more." ; "Yet she trembled at these rebellions ex- ' pressiona, almost as soon as they were ut tered, and by degrees, Mary succeeded in bringing her sister's mind nearer to the . situation of her own. Time rolled on, and the usual hour of repose arrived.' The brothers and their brides entered the mar tied state with no more than the slender jneans which then sanctioned such a step, and confederated themselves in one house hold, with equal rights to the parlor, and claizring exclusive privileges in two sleeps ing apartments contiguous to it. Thither '- the widowed ones retired, after heaping ashes upon the dying embers of the fire, and placing a lighted lamp on the hearth. The doors of both chambers were left open so that a part of the interior of each and tha bed with their unclosed curtains, were reciprocally visible. Sleep did not steal cp-Gtj the sUtera at ona and the eame time. Mary esf criecced the effect of'.ea conse tjust coon grief quietly borne, and soon sunk into temporary forgetful ness, while Margaret became more disturbed and fe verish in proportion as the night advanced with its deepest and'stillesi hours. She lay listening to the drops ot rain that came down in monotonous succession, unswayed by breath of wind, and a nervous impulse continually causing her to lift her head from the pillow, and gaze into Mary's chamber, and the intermediate apartment. The cold light of the lamp threw the shad ows of the furniture , up against the wall, stamping them immovable there, except when they were shaken by a sudden flicker of the flame.' Two vacant arm chairs were in their old position on the opposite sides of the hearth, where the brothers had been wont to sit in young and laughing dignity, as heads of families; two humbler seats were near them, the thrones of that little empire, where Mary and herself had exer cised in love a power that love had won. The cheerful radiance of the fire had shone upon the happy circle, and the dead glim mer of the lamp might bave benefitted their reunion now. Whis Margaret groan ed in bitterness, she heard a knock at the street door. "How would my heart have leaped at that sound bat yesterday," thought she re membering the .anxiety with which she had 40 long awaited tidings from her hus band. "I care not for it now ; let thein be gone, for I will not arise." But even while a sort of childish fretful ness made ber thus resolve, she was breath ing hurriedly, and straining her ears to catch a repetition of the summons. It is difficult to be convinced of the death of one whom we have deemed another self. The knocking was now renewed in slow and regular strokes, apparently given with the soft end of a doubled fist, and was heard through several thicknesses of the wall -Margaret looked to her sister's chamber, and beheld her still lying in the depths of sleep. She slightly arrayed hetsell tremb ling between fear and eagerness as she did so. ' "Heaven help me I" sighed she. "I have nothing left to fear, and meihinks I am ten times a coward more than ever " Seizing the lamp from the hearth, she hastened to the window that overlooked the street door; and having thrown it back, he stretched her head a little way into the moist atmohdhere. A lantern was redden ing in the front of the house and melting in light In the neighboring puddles,' while a deluge ol darkness ovewhelmed every ob ject. As the window gra'ed on its hinges a broad brimmed hat and blanket coat step ped from under the shelter ot the project ing story, and looked upward, to discover whom his application had aroused. Mar garel knew him as a friendly inkeeper of the town. 'What would yon have, good man Par ker?" cried the widow. "Lack-a-day, is it you, mistress Marga ret ?" cried the inn keeper. "I was afraid it might be your sister Mary, for I hate to see a young woman in trouble when I have not a word of comfort to whisper to her." "For heaven's sake, what news do you bring ?" screamed Margaret. There has been an express through the towc within this half hour," said the good man Parker, "travelling from the westward jurisdiction, with letters from the Govern or and Council. He tarried at my house to refresh himself with a drop and a morsel, and I asked him what tidings on the fron tiers. He told me we had the better in the skirmish, you wot of, and that thrileen men, reported slain, are well ar.d sound, and your husband among them. Besides, he is appointed one of the escort to bring the captivated Frenchers and Indians home to Province jail.- I judge you wouldn't mind being broke of your rest, and so I stepped over :o tell you. Good night." So saying, the honest man departed : and the lantern gleamed along the street, bring ing to view indistinct shape of things and the fragment of a world, like order glim mering through chaos, or memory roaming over the past. But Margaret stayed not to watch these picturesque effects. Joy flash ed into her heart, and lighted it op at once, and breathless, and with winged steps, she flew to the beside of her sister. She paused however, at the door of her chamber, while a thought of pain broke in upon her. "Poor Mary!" said she to herself, "shall 1 awaken her to feel her sorrow sharppened by my happiness? No; I will keep it within my own bosom till the morrow She approached the bed to see if Mary's sleep was peaceful. Her face was turned partly upward to the pillow, and had been hidden there to weep ! but look a of motioi. less contentment was visible upon it, as it her heart, like a deep, lake, had. become calm, because its grief was sunk down so far within. Happy it is,' and strange that the lighter sorrows are those from which dreams . are fabricated.. Margaret shrank from disturbing her sister-in law, and fell as if her own better fortune had rendered her involuntarily unfaithlul, and as if alter ed and diminished aflection must be the consequence oi the disclosure she had to make - With a sudden step she turned away. " Bat joy could not be repessed, even by the circumstance (hat would have excited heavy grief at any other time Her mind was thronged with delightful thoughts till sleep stole on and transformed them in to visions more delightful and more wild,' like the breath of winter (but a cold com parison) working fantastic tracery on t the window. - ... ,- : v i When the night was far advanced, Mary woks with a sudden start A vivid dream had latterly involved her in its unreal life,' of which, however, she could only remem ber that it had been broken in . upon at its most interesting point. For a little time slumber hung about her like a morning mist hindering her from seeing the distinct outline of her situation. She listened with imperfect consciousness to two or three volreys of rapid and eager knocking. At first she deemed the . noise a in altar of course, like the breath she -drew next ; it appeared a thing in which she had no coy-. cern; but soon she became aware that was a summons necessary to be obeyed At 1 lie same moment, a pang of recollection darted into her mind : ihe dim light of the chamber and the objects therein revealed, had retained her ideas and restored them as soon as she unclosed her eyes. Again there was a quick peal upon the front door. Fearing that her sister would also be dis turbed, Mary wrapped herself in a cloak and hood, took the lamp from the hearth and hastened to the window. By some ac cident it had become unclasped, aad yield, ed easily to the hand. "Who's there?" asked Mary, trembling as she looked forth. The storm was over, and the moon was up ; it shone upon unbroken clouds above, and below, upon houses black with mois ture, and upon little lakes, of fallen rain, curling with silver beneath the quick en chantment of a breeze. A young man, in a sailor's drees, wel as if he had come out of the depths of sea, stood alone under the window. Mary recognized him as one whose livelihood whs gained by short voy ages on the coast ; nor did she forget that, previous to her marriage, he had been an unsuccessful wooer for her band. "What do you seek here, Stephen?" said she. "Cheer up, Mary, for I seek to comfort you," answered the rejected lover. ' You must know that I got home ten minutes ago, and the first thing my mother asked about was your husband, so, without saying a word to the old woman, I clapped on my hat and ran out of the house I couldn't have slept a w'n.k. before speaking to you. Mary, for the sake of old times " "Stephen, I thought better of yon !" ex claimed the widow, with gushing tears, and preparing to close the lattice, for she was no whit inclined to imitate the first wife of Zadig. "Bui slop and hear my story out," cried the young sailor. "1 tell you we spoke to a brig yesterday afternoon bound in from Old England and whom do you think 1 saw on deck, well and hearty, only a bit thi'-ner than he was five months ago ?" Mary leaned from tho window, but did not speak. "Why, it was your husband himelf," continued th generous seamen. "He ard three others saved themselves on a par, when the vessel turned bottom upwards. The brig will beat into the bay by day light, with this wind, an t you will see him here to-morrow. There'6 the comfort 1 bring to you Mary ; so, good night. tie hurried away, while Mary watched him i:h a doubt of waking reality, that seemed stronger or weaker as he alterna tively entered the shade of the houses or emerged into the broad streaks of moon light. Gradualiy, however, a flood of con viction swelled iuio her heart, in strength enough to overwhelm her, had its- increase been more. Her first impulse was to arouse her sister-in-law. and communicate the new born glaiiness. She opened the chamber door, which had been closed in the course the night, though not latched, advanced to the bedside, and wa ar-out to lay her hand on the slumberer's shoulder. But then she remembered that Margaret would awaken to thoughts of death and woe. rei.dered not the less bitter by the contrast with hf-r own felicity. She suffered the rays of the lamp to fall upon the unconscious form of the bereaved one. Margaret lay in unquiet sleep, and the drapery was displaced around her; her young cheek was rosy-tinted, lips half-opened in a vivid smile ; and express ion of joy debarred its pa-sage by her seal ed eyelids. struggled forth like incense fiom her whole countenance. "My poor sister, yon will awaken too soon lrom that happy dream," thought Mary. Before retiring, she set down the lamp and endeavored to arrange the bed-clothes so that the chili air might do no harm to the leverish slumberer. But her hand trem bled against Margaret's neck, a tear also fell upon her cheek, and she suddenly awoke. The mutual joy was made known, and they wept in each other's arms. - This it Poetry. Oh, if there is one earthly bliss More precious than-another, It is when, with delight, you kiss a pretty girl when she sends a certain individual out of the room on the important errand .. of seeicg what hour is indicated by the hand of the family time-piece, down stairs .... Certain individual being her brother. While musing thus, one summer eve, . As by the lair one's side I sat, The time was near at hand to leave, so, stealing my ' hand 'around her waist, I drew her gently to me. and, when in the ' act of applying my lips lo hers, the door was softly opened, and her respected ""Ma" appeared armed with a broomstick, and, before I knew where I was, I was knocked into a cocked hat. ' riT Wheels that would make good story tellers Spirsnm-wb?e!. 1 Leaf From the Joarn&l of Agatha Holmes. teV WILL IK WARC. If ever woman loved man, I loved Clar ence St. Mar. As 1 sat, one balmy evening, thinking of the many limes we had danced, rode and sung together, my mind wandered to the distant and uncertain future. I imagined myself the wile, of Clarence, surrounded by all that love could dictate, living in the Kiinliftil nf his smil il ui.14 nl;nnt In &drearn th for , ,oveJ clarence, and be- J lieved from my heart that 1 would become his wife. ... , While I sal there dreaming, I heard foot steps approaching, and a 'moment more, and I was in the arms of Clarence, his heart beating close to my own, his breath upon my cheek, his eyes gazing down into the depths of my own ; and I was happy, yes, most happy, for 1 knew he loved me; he had often told me so, but had never spoken of marriage. For hours we sat there, bathed in a soft flood t)f silvery moonlight; many words of endearment he breathed in my ear, jfnd the stars smiled upon U as we sat there in the mystical shades of night. At ler.gth, taking ray hand in his, be asked me to be his bride. 'Clarence, are you sure you love me with the devotion of a lover? Is it not the gentle milder Jove that a brother gives lo a sister ? Is it not a mistaken fancy which prompts you to offer me your hand ?" "Agatha! can you doubt the sincerity of ray love the depth of my attachment for you ? Oh, darling be to me through lile, a loving, gentle companion; have you not told m-6 a thousaud times that you loved me?" There was a winning tenderness in his lone 1 know not what made me reply as I did ; perhaps it was .o try how far I could go in trilling with his leelings ; perhaps it was in hopes of heating him plead and suppli cate ; ai all events, ihe motives were un holy. 1 looked up into his handsome, manly face, upon which tbe chastened moonbeams fell, and replied: "Clarence, 1 have always esteemed you highly have loved you as a sister woulJ a dear brother ; I have never asked my heart if it owned your image to the exclusion of all others. I will alway&love you as a sis ter, be assured ol this, dear Clarence ;" and I looke-J up, expecting, nay, firro'y believ ing that he would throw himself at my fen, but imagine my surprise when he rose from his seat, and standing before me, said: "Miss Holmes, you, have deceived me, trifled with my holiest feelings; farewell, may you be happy,' and he wasone, gone never to return. Ah, would thai I could have recalled the words 1 had ottered ; but alas ! it was too late ! I had sent the man i loved from me, spurned his love, when it was dearer to me than life itslf. The ago ny I endured thai night words can never express. Anxiously 1 watched for him day af tt day. but he returned not. Three yar passed away three years freighted with joy and sunshine lo some, bul to me, sorrow, remorse and anguish During those three years, 1 had not heard a word from Clarence ; but one day, as I sat reading, a servant entered the apartment and handed me a note ; it was from Clar ence ! he was sick dying and wi-hed me to cotne to him 1 hastened to his sick room, but alas ! when J arrived, hi was in the arms ol death. Sadly I returned to my home. Years have passed since then, and I am now an old maul; silvery threads s; reak the jetty locks of my hair, grief-marks are on my brow, ai:d I am hastening to that land where I will meet Clarence, meet lo be with him forever. I have written my bitter experience io night in the hope thai il may be a lesson to some young and giddy girl; therelore grant '.his ieaf irom my journal may be the means of preventing shadows from falling upon '.he lif of some bright and happy maiden. A Wolf Caught by a man on Skates. While James Graham, our wide awake Sheriff, was out wi:h a party skating on the river, a few days since, he observed, a he was gliding swiltly along over the smooth ice in ad vance of his companions, a large wolf crossing ihe river just a few rods ahead of him, when he immediately gave chase. The frightened brute turned down ihe stream finding his pursuers would cul him off before he could possibly reach the op posite bank, and ran as fast as he could, which was not his greatest iace. owing to the smoothness of the ice The Sheriff, in tent on his game, bent his whole energies to accelerating his pace, keeping his eyes on the truant creature before him and being a superior skater, he gained upon him at every stroke; but when within ' almost reach of the animal, he happened to cast his eye ahead, and there, within half a do zen yards, was an open stretch of water ol several rods in width, into which the woif sprang, followed of course by the Sheriff, who was unable to check his momentum soon enough to avoid the disaster. Finding himself 'in for it he laid hold of Ihe growl ing, snapping brute,' thereby buoying him self up until his comrades arrived, when he was pulled out and the cause of his cold bath forthwith killed. St. Joseph Ttavsler. ry'Tommymy son, run into the store ar.d get some sugar." "Fxcuse me ma. I am somewhat indis- nnsad ihia mornuW. ;Send father, and tell 2' L I t The Fire-Side. j Come, reader, come with me-, and let us I j sit down by the fire-side together. The sun has gone down, the shadows of night , prevail. The wind are blowing without, ' but the fire is sparkling within. The shut- rers are closed, the' curtains are drawn, here is yet an hour that may be passed i ! J .! peacefully and pleasantly let it be passed by the fire-side. The fire-side is a chosen spot, a charter ed space, endeared by a thousand affec tionate recollections. It is so itt my case; may it be the same in, yours!. Rut all Barthly things are given lo changes, and the fire-side ot our infancy and youth is rar-ely lhat of our manhood and old age. Still, however, it retains an attractive charm still it has a hold, a s;rong hold on -our affections. What though we are no longer children ; though We no more behold those who watched over us in our by gone days; tliuugh the friends of our youth may be looked for in vain ; there are other beings th'onging around us, sharing our joys and our sorrows ; other interest hve grown up in our hearts. The fire-side is et the home of domestic peace ; and if there are in heaven those who draw out thoughts after them, there are also on earth those who ca I them back again lo the world. Let us make ihe most -of our common mercies; and in health and strength, if food and fuel, if a home and fire-side be ours, let us see how we can turn them to the best advantage. Some of ihe pleasant est, some ol the happiest hours of my life have been spent by the fire-side; and you, too, must have had your fire side en joy ments. Let us make the most of our common mercies. We pal nt our houses, whitewash Our walls, and weed out gardens; why no', make them all that lliey should be, by banishing from them all lhat is unlovely, and adorning them with all that is amiable and excellent ? When a family parly, a fire -side circle, are all of one mind; when iheir love is without dissimulation ; when they abhor thai which is evil, and cleave to that which is good ; whn they are kind ly affectionated one to another, with broth erly love, in honor pTeferring one another; when they look lo the same Saviour unre servedly for salvation, and with one heart and voice sing his prai-e, they come near er ha piuess than anything on this side of heaven. What the future may be we know not; let us be grateful for the present and the past ; for he that can look back to Ihe fire side of bin infancy, his youth, and his man hood w ithout feeling some kindling glow of friend.-hip and affection, must indeed have been unhappy. If, in the mirthful sports of your child hood, when ihe fire ha blazed cheerfully, your eye has been the orighest ot tne as sembled throng; and if, in after years, you have found your fire-side a fire-side of hap- niiincc itriAn riAt t a f it ci I i a ra Iota t r IriA . ... ,, u nK ot i.ne, inai your joj may ie iu.i. u jou bib muring augm iui mine cuuuiiu i j0 tpiow, the old priet would step lor-: joy than earth can give, the brighest fire- j w&Tii a, , hoij box to receive the dona- j side scene is as noihing compared withtiotl Ultimately there came alone a tall,' what is promised. And if the bit er bread j aunt) i,r,ber tided gander looking Yankee, j and water of atH-ction and sorrow n&ve been your suslena-.ce, still take up the book of eternal life, and read what is in More for th sorrowful servants oi :ne L.ora ; "tie that sitte.h on the tbr-no shall dwell among them. Ihey shall hunger no mnr, neiih er thirst any more; neither shall the sun light on them, nor any heal ; for the Lamb which is in the midst ot the throne shail lead ihem unto living fountains oi waters, and Goil sf.ail wipe away all tear from their eyes ;" Again I call upon you to im prove your common meriys, and among ihem not to neglect the improvement ol your fire side, that it may become the dwel - ling place of a grateful heart, the home of hospitality, the shrine of friend.-hip, the sanctuary of affection and the temple ol praise. Scoffers. Nothing shows, more clearly, the wick edness, ignorance, and low-breading of a person, liian :o make light of religion. We fully endorse ihe following from an ex change: "What a common thing it is to make sport of those who join church. This,more than anything else, defers persons from acknowledging Christ and becoming his dis. ciples. Il is ihe greatest barrier against which the church has to contend. Remove it, and you will inaugurate a revolution such as has never been witnessed. Many a young man, and woman too. ha felt tiie necessity of renouncing the world, but they lacked the moral coinage to meet the taunts and jeers of old associates. Bui why should ihey allow this to interfere? Why sacrifice their convxiions ol righl, indeed, their fu ture happiness, because a few may make '.hem ihe bull of ridicule. The truly good will admire and think all the belter of them. They who tuunt ihem for the step they have taken are not iheir real Iriends, and j the sooner ihey sever all connections with ihem the better. Then resolve, young man or woman, to follow out the honest convictions of your hart, regardless ot what others may say or do. To take tip the cross and follow Christ, is something ot which you need not feel ashamed. Never let it be said that you were driven from the paih of duly by ihe jeers of your compan- ions." ' ET Who discerns what is infinitely small? ... - The hud of The Aged. Some time ago, 1 stepped up to an old man whom I saw when preaching at an anniversary, and 1 said to hirn, 'brother, no yon know there is no man in the whole, chapel 1 envy so much fcs you?' 'Envy me,' 'why I am eighty-seven.' I said M do 'indeed: because you are so near your.home and because I believe that in old age their is apeculiar joy, which we young people do not taste at present. You have got to ihe boiiom of ihe cup, and it is not with G id's wine as it is wiih man's. Man's wine be comes dregs at the last, but God's wine is sweeter the deeper you drink of it." He said. 'That's very true, young man,' and shot.k me by the hand. I believe (here is a blessedness about old age that we young men know nothing of. I will tell you ho-v thai is. In the first place, the old man has a good experience to talk about. The young men are only just trying some ol the protnises; out tne old man can lorn mem over one by one, anJ say, 'There I have tried lha', and that, and that, and that ' We read them over and say, '1 h'fe ihey are true,' but the old man says, 1 1 know ihey are true.' Ana then he begins to lei I you j why. He has got a history for every one, like a soldier for his medals ; and he takes ; ihem out and says, 'I will tell you when the Lord revealed that to me; just when I lost my wife ; just when I buried my son ; just when I was turned out of my cottage, and did not gel work for six weeks, or at another time, when 1 broke my leg.' He begins telling you ihe history of the promi ses, and says, 'There, now, I know they are all true ' What a blessed thing, to look upon them as paid notes ; to bring oul the old checks that have been cashed, and say 'I know they are genuine, or else they would not have been paid.' Old people have not the doubls young people have about ihe doctrine.!. Young people are apt to doubt; but when ihey get old, they begin to get sol id and firm in the faith. I love to get some of my old brethren to talk with me concern ing the good things of the kingdom. TV,ey do not hold the truth wi:h their two fingers, as some ol the young men do . but they gel right hold of it and no body can take it from the grasp -Spureon. The Coolest Thing on Record. An Incident of the Mexican W'ur. As Gen eral Scott's arrr.y was marching triumphant ly into ihe city of Mexico, a procession of monks emerged from the gate of a convent situated on an eminence at the right, and advanced with slow and measured step u. itil they me! the army at the righl angles The guide or leatier of the procession was a venerable pnesl whose hair as whitened with the frost of many winters. He held in fcoth hands a contribution box, upon w hich tnere was a lighted cand'e, and when within a few feet of the army the proces sion halted. As the army proceeded, many a true believer in St Patrick dropped some j Bm;ij co: or p,er j,0 ..he old priest's box. . i i i a"", " xmuer j wa8 marching m his pockets for something j wno on .eem? ,he poor priest, thrust his . hanjs j1)Io the f ery depths of his breeches I pockti a9 j. m search for a dime, or some- i ,!,; 0f lne kiIKl. Tl ie priest observing I thu movement advanced, as usu!, while Jonathan, holding forth a greasy looking roll of paper, commenced very deliberately j unfolding it. The priest anticipated a liberal donation, anil put on an air of ihe most exquisi'e sat isfaction Jonathan continued to unroll piece a'ter piece of dirty paper, until at length he found a piece of twisted smoking imacco lie next tnrust nis nands into an ! olher pocke() ana jrew forth a clay pipe, which, wi;h the utmost deliberation, he proceeded lo fill by pinching oft small par ticles of the tobacco. When this was done, having replaced his tobacco in his breeches pocket, he stepped forward and lighted his pipe by the old prieit's candle, and making an awkward inclination of his head, (inten ded perhaps for a bow,) he 6aid, "much obleeed lo ye, 'Squire,' and proceeded on. t7 Seasonable Queries. The sell-ex amiuing society has proposed ihe follow ing queries to all persons about this finan cial period : 1. Does it cost anything to print a news paper ? 2. How long can a printer afford to furn ish a paper without pny ? 3. Do printers eat, drink and wear cloth ing ? 4. If they do, how do they get il ? 5. Do 1 pay for my paper? 6. Is not this particular period a first rale time to pay up ? We consider this a good sort of a cate chism, ar.d the sharpest delinquent subscri ber will no doubt understand il first and pony up instanter. It id said that John Sherman, of Ohio, John H iPt in an, of Pennsylvania, and John C Fremont, will be sent respectively as Minister lo England, Spain and France, under Lincoln's administration. An Irshman caught a hornet in his hand, but dropped it and exclaimed : " Be Jasus. what kind o' teeili do your bird have in Ameriky ?" Why are ladies the biggest thieves in evist-nce? Kecac ihovgy.f Linarl- F A B K L' A k V 14, If 61. - Mr Dkar R r I now take the Ipreseril opportu nity of informing you, of mv love to you. You have long been the id Jci of my Af fections, I had hoped but hitherto in vain, but 1 hope you will noi disappoint me, if 'ou U'' 'ou wiU bIa8t H m hope for life. -HI .1 Tl -i ll i iny near n , my inmu ann inve lias en tirely overpowered me on your account, I would ease my mind, by writing you my thoughts, eve'r since I first seen yon, my love has increased and I dont knoWihe reason yet, but still I love you tongne can not express the love I have for you, I think you are the hansomest being my eyes ever beheld. O my dear R , if I could Jonly have he plea r-lire of calling you frtiy, my, my, O, I am almo-t afiaid to speak that one word my h'. O, I dare not Speak it yet. I must tell you what it is, I mean my dearhu' O lhat heart rending word, but dear R , you must not think that I am crazy I am just gofrig to tell you that awful word and lhat I want to make yon my ever beloved, what shall I say I am afraid to say what I wan: to for fear you will rot agree lo it, but this is not telling too my heart, for I want you to know, that I love yoa enough to call you my dear and rWpe'cied husb'. but O there is thai awful word again you must excuse me for not telling you the whole name sooner, for 1 love you so ranch that I cannot Jive long unless you Vrtnt to be my dear hnsba', I wish it troubled you a little and then you would fly to my r'eliet,,! know you would ' dear R -s for iliere I may call you still bat there is a more precious name than thaf, and if yoo would wish to know what it is, t ii this if I could only call jou my dear husban'. O gracious my, O my. there I have almost told you now dear R , you may think lhat 1 love you more than any other one oa this fair Earth, for I would not dare tell any other what I now tell you, and h.y reasons for this, is that my love urges me to do so. 0 my dear It , if yoo would only come and see roe, I could le't you more than I can write, in ten or twelve days, for I am a very poor writer, and a much poorer speller but my love is just as true, as any one elses arfd if you come and see me, yoa will find it lo be jusi as true as I tell you now, I will tell you that charming word. I have so oft ten tried to tell you about and it is jnst this dear R , I would be so happy if you would be my dear lawful Husband. The Rose :s Red, The leaves are p'een, O, happy is the night That we have never ssen. O, te as true to me, as I have been to you, your true valentine. Now R , yoa know my wish and desire for this the last, 1 love you yet. Answer this as soon as you gel il or come and see me. Indian ineedote. Years ago, when the copper faced natives had mingled with the whites just long enough to confuse their iJea of propriety, when Judge Johnson held a court on tbe i banks of the Mohawk, Big John, a prince of the royal family Kinickinick, was ar raigned, tried and conviced of the larceny of a jug of fire-water. According to tbe laws in opperation at thai romantic period, Big John was sentenced to pay a fine of five doHars, which was duly forkaJ ovr. Whereupon the abcrigional culprit was in formed lhat he was at liberty to go. John ga,h.red Lis llanke! anund and approached the juc'ge, and demanded a receipt for the five dollars. 'There's no occasion for a receipt, John,' said the Judge, 'you'll never be called on to pay it again.' Ugh! big Indian steal whi.-kj pay five dollars want um receipt.' 'We don't give recipts here John.' But the son of the forest was not to be cheated. He bored the clerk, sheriff, and every one connected with the court, until the Judge concluded to give him a re ceipt lo get rid of him. He called him np to the bench, and said : 'John, if you tell me what you want with a receipt, I'll give you one.' Upon which the red man delivered him self as follows: 'Big John die one of these days. He go up to Heaven knock at the gate. Peter say, 'Who knock at the gates of Heaven?' 'Big John.' 'John ycu pay for lhat whiskey you stole?' 'Yes.' 'Shove the receipt un der tne gate, John.' Then Big John have to go hunt ail through hell to find Judge Johnson and get a receipt.' rT The lady with 'liquid eye' is much troubled by having them continually run ning 'round the room. E3T There is something inexpressibly sweet about liti!e girls Exchange. And it grows on ?em as they get bigger. 7 The ashes of a smoked cigar are lit tle thought of those of a man, scarcely more. IV Mrs. Partington says ihere isn't enough of the spirit of seventy-six left to fill a fluid lamp. CiAt a fashionable city party, at which low necked dre-ies were a prominent fea ture Miss B. addressed her country cojsin : "Con-in Sam, did you ever sae such a glonons fisint befoio?" "Never since I Mushing. was wttned!1 said Sanr Which had the mot modesty ?
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