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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 ?