BY D. A. & C. H. BUEHLER
VOLUME XXIII.I
Lay of the Lover 4 Friend.
I would all womankind were deed,
Or banished o'er the sea;
Fur they hare been a bitter Vogue
These but six weeks to Me.
It is not that I'm touched myself,
For that I do not fear ;
No female face hath shown me grace
For many a bygone year.
But 'tie the most infernal bore,
Of all the bores I know,
To have a friend who'd lost his heart
A *hurt time ago.
Wheim'er we steam it io Blackwell,
Or down In Greenwich run,
To quaff the pleasant tiller cup,
And feed on lush and Ion;
Or climb the sloped of Richmond Hill,
'l'o catch a breath of air;
Then for my sine, he sueight belting
Tu rave about his fair.
Oh ! 'us tho most tremendous bore,
Of all the bores I know,
To have a friend who's lust his heart
A shod Limo ago.
In vain you pour into his ear
Yuur own confiding grief;
In vain you claim his by tai path y,
In vain yuu ask reliel;
lit vain yuu try to rouse him by
Joke, repartee, or quiz;
Ills ...do reply's a burning sigh,
Anil -What a imud it to I'
Oh I 'us the taut tremendous bore, &c.
1 ye heard her thoroughly described
A hundred tones, I'm sure,
And all the while I've tried to smile,
And patiently endure;
lie wexes strung even his prigs,
And potters u er his grog;
And .till I sty, in a playful way,
Why, you're a lucky dog !“
But, On ! tt is the heaviest bore, &e.
I really wick he 1.1 du like me ;
%% 11.11 1 was young and strung,
1 formed a pa.siou evely week,
hut carter kept it lung.
But he hu. not the sportive mood
I'list nivv nt s'rescued me,
And .0 I would ell women could
tie Ittul.hed o'er the
Fur 'tis the most egregious bore, &c
From the Boston Olive Branch
TILE LITTLE riuma•
The Clay was glomuy and chill. At the
freshly fipened grave stood a little delicate
girl of lire years, the only mourner for the
silent heart beneath. Frictulless,hopele4a,
homeless, she had wept till she had us
more tears to shell, and now shcstood with
her scanty clothing fluttering in the chill
wind, pressing her little hands tightly over
her heart as if to still its beating.
'•lt's no nse fretting," said the rough
matt, ns hest:unite(' the last shovel full of
enrth over all the child had, left to love
'•frettiup won't bring dead folks to life ;
pity yen hadn't got no ship's cousins
oinevi here to take you ; it's a tough world,
this 'ere,. I tell ye; 1 don't,see how ye'er
going to weather it. Guess I'll take you
?sinful to Miss Fetherbee's, she's got, pow
er of children and wants a hand to Ii p her,
fin come along. If you cry enough tofloat
the ark it won't do you no good." Allie
obeyed hiin mechanically, turning her head
every few minutes to take another, and
yet another look, where her mother lay
buried.
The morning sun shone in upon an un
derground kitchen in the crowded city.—
Mrs. Fetherbee, attired in a gay colored
calico dress, with any vanity of tinsel jew
elry, sat sewing some showy cotton lace on
a cheap pocket hankerchief. A boy of five
years was disputing with a little girl of
three, about au apple; from big words they
had come to hard blows ; and peace was
finally declared at the price of an orange
apiece, and a stick of eandy—each combat
ant "putting in" for the biggest.
Poor Allie, with pale cheeks and swolen
eyelids, was stancring up and down the
floor under the weight of a mammoth baby,
Who was amusing himself, pulling out at in
tervals little handsful of her hair.
"Quiet that child 1 can't ye ?" said Mrs.
Petherbee, iu no very gentle tone. "I
don't wonder the darling is cross to sec
such a solemn. face. You must get a little
life into you somehow, or you won't earn
the salt to your porridge, hero. There, 1
declare, yOu've half put his eyes out with
those long curls dangling round ; come
here, and have 'cm cut off; they Solt look
proper for a charity child ;" and she glanc
ed at the short stubby crops on the heads
of the little Fetherbees.
Allie's lip quivered, as she said, "Moth
er used to love to brush them Smooth ev
ery morning ; she said they were like little
dead sister's, please don't," said she, beseech
,
"But I tell you I do please to cut 'em,
so there's uo end of that," said she, as the
several ringlets fell in a shining heap on
the kiteben floor; "and do, for creation's
sake, stop talking about "dead" folks, and
now eat your breakfast if you want it; I
forgot you hadn't bad any—there's some
of the children's left; if you're hungry it
will go down, and if you aiut you can do
without."
Poor Allie 1 The daintiest morsel
wouldn't have "gone down;" her eyes fil
led with tears that wouldn't be forced back,
and sho sobbed out, "I must cry, if you
boat um for it—my heart pains mo so bad."
what's all this l'"
said a broad-faced, rosy milkman,
: as ho
sat his shining can down on the kitchen
table ; "what's all This, Miss Fothorbee
I'd as lief oat pins and needles as hear a
child ory. Who is she," pointing at Allie,
"and whit's the matter with her ?"
"Why, the long and short of it u, she's
a poor pauper that we've taken 10 oat of
charity, and she's'erying at her good luck,
that'a all," said the lady, with a vexed toss
of the head.
"That's the way benevolence is always
rewarded; nothing on earth to do here, but
tend the baby, and amuse the children, and
run to the door, and waslrthe dishes, and
dust the furniture, and go on a few errands;
ungrateful little baggage !"
Jemmy's heart was as big as his farm,
(and that covered considerable;) glancing
pitifully at the little weeper, ho said skill
fully, "that child's going to be sick, Miss
Fetherbec, and then what are you going to
do with her ? besides she's too young to
be of any use to you, you'd better let me
take her."
"Well, I shouldn't wonder if you was half
right," said the frightened woman ; "she's
been trouble enough, already ; I'll give you
a "quit claim."
"Will you go with me, little maid ?"
said Jemmy, with a bright good-natured
smile. "If you plcase," said Mlle, laying
her little hand confidingly iu his rough
palm.
"sit up closer," said Jemmy, as he put
1)11e arm around her, to steady her fragile
figure, as they rattled over the stoney pave
ment; "we shall soon be out of this smoky
city. Consort) it : I always feel as if 1 was
poisoned every time I come into town ; and
then we'll see what. hay fields, and new
milk, and clover blossoms, amid kind hearts
will do fur you—you poor little plucked
chicken ! Where did you come from when
you Mlle to live with that old Jezahel f"
"From my mother's grave," said Allis.
"Poor thing ! poor thing !" said Jem
my, wiping away a tear with his coat sleeve.
"Well, never mind ; I wish I hadn't ask
ed you ; I'm always running my head agin
a beam. Do you like to feed chickens,
hey? Did you ever milk a cow ?or ride on
a hay-cart ? or go a berrying' Ito you
love bouncing red apples? and peaches as
big as your fist? It will go hard if you
don't Itetor all. W...ltat's come of your
hair, child ? have you had your head shav
ed'"
"Miss Fetlierlwe out it off," said Allie
"The old Fa rpv nt !I wish I'd conic in
little quicker. \\at it your curls them
voting 'tins was playing with ? nev•
cr sail he, looking admiringly at
the sweet face before hint, "you don't need
'eni; and they might get yin to looking
into the glass oftener than was good for
you." . .
"Well, here we are, I declare ; and there
stands my old woman in the door-way,
shading her eyes from the sun. I guess
site wonders where I raised you."
Look here, Betsy : do you see this child?
The earth is fresh on her mother's grave.
She has neither kit nor kin. I've brought
her from that old skinflint of a Fetherbee's,
and here she is; if you like her it's well
and good, and if you don't, she'll stay here
just b the same ; but I know you will," said
he, coaxingly, as he passed his brawny arm
round her capacious waist; "and now get
her something that will bring the color to
her cheeks; for mind you, I'll have no
white Mares on my farm."
Bow sweetly Allie's little tired limbs
rested in the fragrant lavenderedsheets.—
A tear lingered on her cheek, but its birth
was not of sorrow. Jemmy pointed it out
to his wife, as they stood looking at her
before retiring to rest. "Never forget it,
Betsy," said he, "harsh words ain't for the
motherless. May God forget me, if she
ever hears one from my lips."
The Mother , ' Song.
Era=
Sleep!—the ghostly winds are blowing:
No moon's abroad ; no star is glowing:
The river is deep, and the tide in flowing
To the land whore you and I are going !
We are going afar,
Beyond moon or star,
To the land where the sinless angels are!
I loot my been to your heartiest' sire ;
("Fwas melted away by his looks of fire ;)
Forgot my OW, and my laiher's ire,
All for the sake of man's desire
But now well go
Where the waters flow,
And make us a bed where none shall
know.
The world is cruel ; the world's untrue:
Our foes are many ; our friends are few ;
No work, nu bread, however we sue !
What is there left for us to do—
Out fly—fly,
From the cruel sky,
Aud bide in the deepest deeps—and die
Love of praise dwells most in great and
heroic spirits; and thosn who best deserve
it have generally the most exquisite relish
of it.
The contemplation of distresses softens
the mind of man, and makes the heart bet
ter. It extinguishes the seeds of envy and
ill-will towards mankind, corrects the pride
of prosperity, and beats down aul that fierce
ness tuldinsoleuce which are apt to get in
to the minds of the dating and fortunate.
Speaking of the goods of life, Sir Wil
liam Temple says : "The greatest pleasure
of life is love ; the greatest treasure is eon
tontmeut; tho greatest possession is health;
the greatest ease sleep,, anti tho greatest,
medicine is a true fr,ud."
No two things differ more tLan hurry
and dispatch : hurry is the uiark of a weak
mind --dispatch of a atroug one.
GETTYSBURG, PA, FRIDAY EVENING, MAY 7, 1851,
THE LESSON OF Dit.TH-BEDS.
Lord Chesterfield said, at the close of
his life, "I have recently read Solomon
with a kind of sympathetic feeling. I
have been as wicked and as vain, though
not as wise as he ; but now I am old enough
to feel the truth of his reflection—" All in
th 3 world is vanity and vexation of spir
it." Goethe, the distinguished German
philosopher and poet, declared, at the
age of eighty-four, as the light of time went
out, and the great lode-stars of eternity
were beginning to open out on his vision,
that ha had scarcely tasted twenty-four
hours solid happiness in the whole course
of that protracted career. Lord Byron, the
great poet, gifted beyond measure in genius,
destitute more than many of grace, wrote
his experience in his own beautiful but an
happy strains, when he said upon the verge
of the tomb :
Though gay companions o'er the bowl
Mattel awhile the sense of ill,
Though pleasure MI the maddening sotr
The heart—the heart is lonely still.
Ay, but to die, and go, alas !
Where all have gone and all must go,
To he the nothing that I was
the horn to lire and living wo.
Count o'er the joys thine hours have seen,
Count o'er thy days from an;;uish free,
And know, whatever thou bast been,
'Tie something better not to be.
Nay, (tr myself, so dark my fate
Through every twit of Me bulb teen,
W u , a n d the world ao much I hate,
I care not when I quit the scene.
The bitter sareastu of the poet contras
indeed, with the glorious ran of the Apos
tle, "I have fought a good fight, 1 inn rendy
to be offered up. There is reserved for me
a crown of righteousness." Voltaire, the
French atheist, pronounced the world to be
full of wretches, and himself the most
wretched of them all. Miraheau, one the
Sallie school, died—calling in his last
meuts, fur opium to deaden the terribir fore
bodings of coming wo. Paine died intox
icated and blaspheming. Hobbes prepar
ed to take a leap in tie dark ; and Hume
died joking and jesting about the boat of
Charon ; very much,•l suspect, iu the way
which school-boys whistle when they walk
through a dark and lonely - place, just to
keep their spirits up and their terr otO
th twit ; but Paul, of far different character,
breaks forth as he departs, in the euthana
sia indirattal iu the text, "1 have fought a
g,aal
Wby shonld there be this contrast
Was Paul a fanatic ? Ile was the sober
est of men. Was he a mere mystic dreain
cr ? Ile was the most logical of reasiMerS.
Was he a novice ? Ile bad been in perils
by land, in perils by sea, in perils amongst,
false brethren, arrested, tried, beaten,
scourged imprisoned ; and yet, at the close
of all, conscious that he had a rock beneath
him, and a bright light above him, awl a
glorious hope before him—he breaks forth
in these thrilling--almost inspiring:—
certainly inspiring at-cents. "I mu now
ready to be offered, and the tim e of my
departure is at hand. I have fought a good
tight; I have finished my course ; I have
kept the faith ; henceforth there is laid
up for me a crown of righteousness, which
God, the righteous Judgep.stall give me
at that day." I do indeed believe that a so
ber and extensive comparison of the death_
beds of those who have repudiated the
Gospel, with the dying moments of those
who have excepted and rejoiced iu it, would
alone convince mankind that Christianity
is true—that Infidelity, practical or theo
retical, is a deception, a delusion, miehiev
ions in life and miserable in death.
A Happy Mows.
The first year of married life is a most im
portant era in the history of man and wife.
Generally as it is spent, so is almost all
subsequent existence. The wife and hus
band then assimilate their views and their
desires, or else conjure up their dislikes;
they add fuel to OM!' prejudices and ani
mosities forever al terward.
have somewhere read," says Rev.
Dr. Wise, in his Bridal Greetings. "of a
bridegroom who gloried in his eccentrici
ties. He requested his bride to accompa
ny him into the garden, a day or two after
the wedding. He then threw a line over
the roof of their cottage. Giving his wile
one end of it, he retreated to the other bide
and exclaimed:
" l'ull the !the I" •
She pulled at his request, as fir as she
could. He cried
“Pull it over !"
"I can't," she replied.
"Pull with all your might I" shouted
the whimsical husband.
• But in vain were all the efforts of the
bride to pull over the line, so lung as the
husband held on the opposite end. But
when he came round, and they both pulled
at one end, it came over with great ease.
•"I'llere," said he, as the line fell from
the roof, "you see how hard and ineffectu
al was our labor when we pulled in oppo
sition to each other; but how fileasant and
easy it is when we both pull together. It
will be so, my dear, through life. If we
oppose each other, it will be hard work ;
if we act together it will be pleas'ant to
live. Let us, therefore, alw aye pull to
gether." 's
.In this illustration, homely as it may
b s e, there is sound philosophy; ' Husband
and wife must mutually bear and concede,
if they wish to make hem a retreat of joy
and bliss. One alone cannot naeke bogie
There must be unison f actioo,
sweetness of , kit, and greaktorbearance
and love in bo thhusband and wife,. to
curs the great end 01 happiness
meek circle. • .
"FEARLESS AND FREE."
The Latest Dodge.
♦ 1411LW IDITION OP TYR "rattoues rassuuss."
Among the numerous expedients which
have been resorted to in evading "The
Maine Liquor Law," the following is the
most ingenious:
About a fortnight since, a tall specimen
of "Yankee manufacture" arrived in the
good city of Portland, in the State of Maine,
and established himself and luggage at the
Elm Hotel. This luggage consisted of a
small valise, and a large oblong box, con
taining ',for the inspectors had examined
its contents) a quantity of books, richly
hound, which the proprietor had brought
for the purpose of retailing about the city.
After seeing his property placed in the
room alluted to him. the pedlar made his
appearance in the office with a small vol
ume in his hand. He glanced his keen,
shrewd eye leisurely around the room,
which contained at that moment no ono
but the clerk and myself'.
"Fond of reading r inquired the pedlar
of the clerk, when he had finished his ob
servalion.
"Don't get time to read," replied the
clerk, tartly, busying himself at the desk.
"I rather guess I've gut a book here
you'd like to read," continued the pedlar
perseveringly.
What is it!"
"Well, it's a real good honk; and just
right fur the times, um, 'cause it'll give a
man spiritual consolation ; and they do say
that's what a man can't get very easy in
Maine, just now."
"Thai's very true, hut your consolation,
unfortunately, my friend, dues not happen
to he of the right sort.",
There was a cunning leer in the ped
ar's eye as he inquired : "Fond of right
sort, hey?"
"When I can get it," said the clerk, be ,
coining interested.
"Guess I shall sell you this book, then,"
said the pedlar, decidedly.
"What is havn't told the the
name 01 it yet?
"It's Ow l'ilgrim's Prcgress." ,
Oh ! bother, I've read it a dozen times."
"Hot this is an entirely new edition."
"Oh ! ii s all the same."
••Ih•autifully engraved."
Oh ! notisense—l don't want it." And
so saying, he rionmenced writing again,
visihly an noyed.
••Say, you—better look at the pictures;
continued the pedlar, thrusting the book
tinder his very nose.
This movement had an asionishirn! ef
fect upon the clerk. Ile jumped 01l his
chair and began to examine the volume
eagerly ; but much to my surprise. without
opening it. 'flien seemingly sittislitii: with
thei sexttlicy, lie ti.liesktin price and pur
chased it.
yeti"—said the pedlar, after the
bargain was cotieloiletl—ittoviog towards
the chor--"Say yon, if ail% body ch.,:
should wee that hook and want tip get so
other just like it, +,11,1 up to No. 73,
and I'll aveontininlate 'ern just about as
quick as they please."
And exelialiging: a very queer and reys
terit.ll3 look with the clerks the pedlar van-
...What on earth made you buy that
book !" asked l of the clerk, us soon as the
pedlar had gone.
••title here a moment."
I advanced and looked over his shoul
tier. 'fuming up one end of the honk, he
rentoved a slide, and discovered s supple,
which he unscrewed, and then handed me
the hook, which 1 applied mechanically to
tav mouth.
"What is it?" asked he, laughing
"Brundy--by jingo!" exclaimed I.
pausing to take breath, and making tracla
for the door.
t•llallo ! where ere you going ?"
"Up stairs; it has just struck me that
the ••I'dgrim's Progress"will be an excel
lent addition to my library."
The next day the pedlar's stock was ex
hausted.
DIESTITOTIIIN IN Losuos—The London
Marl in an article on this subject. asks
if it dues not appear at first sight a strange
result bran) terrible statistics of society. l
that upon an average one person out of
twenty of the inhabitants of that luxurious
metropolis, is every day destitute of food
and employment, and every night witl,out
a place for shelter or repose
"Notwithstanding the strenous efforts,"
the Times continues, "to relieve the demi.
tenon and minister to the wants of the
suffering classes, it is a lamentable fact
that in this very town of London alone, the
remit and core of British civilization,
190,000 persons are every day without
)kod, save it be the precarious produce of '
a passing job or a crime. Since England
was England, the general prosperity of the
country has never reached so high a point
as at the present moment. We mark with
complacency the gradual rise of this swel.
ling tide of wealth and luxury ; we take no
notice of the receding Wave. Many
schemes have been devised by politic or
humane persons to remedy this aeknowl
edged evil. The statesman erects Ids
Poor Law , Unions, anti the philanthropist
his houses of refuge ; but still the destitu
tion continues. It is stated in the Regis
ter-General's annual report for 1849, that
nearly one human being died weekly in
this wealthy metropolis front actual starva
tion.' In the corresponding report for
1851, we find that 28 adults died from
starvation, and 2,52 infants from want of
breast.railk or want or loud.. In the month
of December, 1851, five adults died
from starvation, and 29 infants from inan
ition."
• VERY GEOD.-Mr. Fox, the celebrated
orator, was one day told by a lady whom
he-visited, that she. "did not care three
skips of a louse for hint." He immediate•
ly took out hie pencil, and. wrote the fol
lowing. line :
"A lady has told me. and in harawn ba l m,
That the aim not for we ithreo skips of a Woe
I forgive the doaicreataro for whit ilia ham said,
Once women will talk of whit.rarts is.Atir Aare.
Ifyou grant a favor forget Writ' you re
ceive one remeMbarA , •
tioutto' atpartment.
"To aid the mind's development, and watch
The dawn of little thoughts."
The Robins have come back again.
BY ABBY ALLIN
The Rubins have come back again,
I see them on the wing ;
They flit about our dwelling,
And tell us It is spring.
I heard them sing this morning,
Before I left my bed ;
They lighted nn the cherry tree,
And sang above my bead.
Get up, you little truant I
Methouaht I heard them Play,
The sun iv upend even now
An hour upon hi. way.
The flowers are waking in the wood.;
The buds upon the tree
And every thing upon the earth
Rejoicesto be hue.
Within your little garden,
The pretty mow-drops peep;
And all the lambs are wide awoke--
How can you love to steep!
How can you be a sluggard,
When we are on the wing,
Get up you little sleeper,
And with us welcome spring
To Apprentice lioro
tie faithful, boys. A good, faithful' ap
prentice will always make a worthy and
industrious man. Tito correct habits of
youth are not lost in the man. Arisociate
with no youth who are addicted to had
practices. Spend your leisure hours at
some profitable persuit.
Do not go to any plane of amusement
where the mind is not really benefited.—
Do not stand at 'the corner of streets. or
lounge in shops of bad repute. Always
have a useful book to take up, or a good
newspaper.
Read the lives of such men as Franklin,
Hale, Doddridee, Locke, Newton, John
son, Adams, Washington, &c. ; men who
have been useful in life, and left behind
them characters which are worthy of tin
itation.
Break not the Sabbath. Always attend
ehoreh ; never let your seat ho variant, ex
rept you are sick, or away front home.—
Ile kind to all your awmei3ies. Cultivate
benevolent feelings. If you see distress
or sorrow, do all that in you lies to allevi
ate them.
When a friend or companion is confined
by sickness, make it a point to call upon
him, and bestow all little favors possible
on him. If you cultivate kind feelings,
you will seldom quarrel with another.-- ,
It is always better to oulTer wrong Minim
do wrong. We should never hear of mobs
or piiWie .111 tbreakß. it men would cult' cute
the hind feelings of the heart.
inake the Bible your study.—
Live by ire preeepta. In all your trials
and disappointments, here you will rind
pettee and consul:l6mi. You will be 311 d•
tamed in life, and supported in death.
A Beautiful Reply.
In visiting the poor families in a retired
part of the town, to find scholars for the
SAM:lth School, a gentleman found a little
girl, only six years old, trying to read her
New Testament. She was a member of
the school and very fond of it ; and though
quite young was a good scholar. She!
wtotted a hymn-book, and the gentleman
premised to give her one, if she would
learn to read the filth and sixth chapters of
the Gospel by ;Matthew, in a fortnight.—!
She did so; and when she read Lite first
few verses of the fifth ehapier, where it is
said by our savior, "Blessed are the poor
in spirit," &c., the gentleman asked her
which of the blessings here pronounced.
she would like to have for herself. She
paused a little, and then replied, would
rather he pure in heart." The gentleman'
asked will , she prefered this. The little
girl said, if she was only good, she should
have all the rest.
Could you make a better answer than
this? And have you a heart that is pure.'
MAXIMS FOR THE YOUNO.—Keep good
company or none.
Never be idle. If your hands cannot be
usefully employed, attend to the cultivation
of your mind.
Always speak the truth.
Make low promises.
Keep your own secrets if you have
any.
When you speck to a person, look him
in the lace.
Conch character is above all things else
Never listen to bowie or idle conversa
tion.
Your character cannot he essentially in
jured except by your own acts.
When you retire to bed, think over what
you have been doing. during the day.
Make no haste to be rich, if you ,wotild
prosper.
Never play at any game of chance.
Never ruu in debt unless you see a way
o pt out.
Puzzle.
bree-fifths of one-fourth, of three•fifths of five
score,
One-third of two•eizes divided by four ;
One-half of two-thirds, of six more than fly,_eabinev,
Three•fourths of eight dozen, 'and eight if you
please ;
The initialed each. if you join, you will spy
A thing which this moment is under your eye
LET answer suit wait.
Puzzle.
What is that thing which we have not got,
which we do not want, but ifwe hail it wa would
not take ten thousand dollars for it.
Virdiartver next week.
NAMES OF PLACES IN THE UNITED STATES
ANAORAMATICAM,Y EXPRESSED.
1. Pas 0! Lonie; 2. Dear Nag ; 9. Hire Gal;
4. Ys! Row Bones ; 5. Breast Dawn ; 6. Hook
Plot ; Balblot Pans; 8. Drugs Harbor,
It;ratasserr sera sank.
(?'Answer to Roigma of Last week: Major
General Anthony Wayne.
WhY isioa old open! nose like the
safety velve,of ss emote f ' Because they
ere eon le4hyttets °relent meat iA uP.I
For the "Stet and Bonner."
Enigma.
I am composed of 26 lithos.
My 1 19 6 14 18 WAS a general • engaged in the
American revolution.
MY 17 21 8 26 is a mountain
My 6 9 12 1 22 I. a county In Pennsylvania.
My I 12 7 24 is • county in Florida,
My 1 25 10 21 is a small insect.
My 16 10 321 9 4 1 12 is a city Iri 8. America.
My 16 12 5 is • ricer in Europe.
My 197 1211 2 hi a town in England.
My 17 11 g 15 4 is a female's name.
My 16 12 7 20 is a river in Bcodand.
My 18 23 5 21 14 21s a river in the U. States.
My Whole la a General who was engaged ln
the late Mexican war.
For the "Slur and Banner."
Enigma.
I am composed of thirty letters.
My 1 2 2 19 13 25 10 29 9 is an amphibious in-
imal.
My 2 29 897 3 6 is a city in England.
My 3 6 13 Q 1 3U 7 is ■ country in Europe.
My 6 19 2 3 it a river in Africa.
My 7 20 13 is a domestic
My ti 29 24 27 eras an ancient city.
My 17 19 21 27 14 is a wild beast.
My 23 19 9 8 is something we could not easily
diwwrion with.
My 24 29 30 17 14 27 1 2 is a city in British
America.
My q 3 9 29 was a very cruel emperor of Rome.
MY 43 2 2 3 3t is a county in Kentucky.
My whole' was a dielinguished (impend of
Greece.
Answers next week.
liomuth's Dream.
Koasuvu thus commenced a speech de
livered in St. Louis, on the 15th of March.
As a specimen of the imaginative, it is
perhaps, unsurpassed in prose in the Eng
lish language :
Ladies and Oenikmen: To.day is the
Fourth Anniversary of the Revolution of
Hungary.
Annitiersaries of Revolutions are almost
always connected with the recollection of
some patriots, death-fallen on that day, like
the Spurtrtml at Fliermopylre, martyrs of
devotion to their fatherland.
Almost in every mem try there is some
proud eatalulk, or some modest tombstone,
adorned on such a . day•bir 'a - garland Of
e7ergreen, the pious offering of patriotic
tenderness.
I Noised the last night in a sleepless
dream. And any soul wandered on the
magnetic wings of the past. home to my
beloved bleeding land. I saw in the dead
of the night, dark veiled shapes with—the
paleness of eternal grief upon their sad
brow, but terrible in the — tearless silence of
that grief, glidirg over the churchyards of
Hungary, and kneeling dqwn to the heads
of the graves, ant! depesiting the pious
tribute of green au t press upon them,
and after a short pro Or, rising with clench
ed lists, and gnashing teeth. and then
stealing away tearless and silent as they
came ; stealing away—because the blood
hounds of my country's murderers lurked
from every cornet on that night, and on
this day, and led to prison those who dare
to show a pious remembrance of their
to the belayed. To-day a smile on
the lips of Magyar is takch for a crime
of defiehee to tyranny; and a tear in
his eye is equivalent to a revolt. And yet
I have seen with the eye of my home
wandering soul, thousands performing the
work of patriotic virtue,
And I saw inure. When the pious of-
fferers had stolem away, I saw the honor-
ethic:id half rise from their tombs, Woking
to the offerings, and whispering gloomily.
“still a cypress, and still no flower of joy !
Is there still the chill of winter and the
gloom of night over thee, Atherland
Are we nut revenged t" And the sky of
the east reddened suddenly; - and boiled
with bloody flames, and limn the far, far
west, a lightning flashed like a star spangl
ed stripe, and within its light a young'
eagle mounted and soared towards the
flames of the east, and as he drew near,
upon'his approaching, the boiling flames
changed into a radiant morning suit, and a
voice front above was heard in answer to
the question of the dead :
“Sleep yet a short while—mine is the
revenge ! I will make the stars of the
west, the sun of the east—and when ye
next awake, ye will find the flower of joy
upon your cold beds."
And the dead' took the twig of cypress,
the sign of resurrection, into their bony
hands, and lay down.
TELLING! Fauvrs.—Did any body ever
hear the story of two bachelor brothers,
down in l'ennessee, who had lived a at
and dug sort of life, to their own and neigh
borhood's discomfort, fur a good many
years, but who having been at a camp
meeting, were slightly ..couvinced" and
concluded to reform.
••13rodier Tom," says one, when they
had arrived at their home,••let us sit down
now, and I'll tell you what we'll do. You
tell me of all my faults, and I'll tell you of
gown, and an-we'll know how to go about
mendin of •em."
“Good !” says brother Tom.
”Welllou begin."
..No, you begin, brother Joe," •
‘• Well, in the first place, you know,
brother Tom, you will lie."
Crack ; goes brother Tom's "paw" be-
tween brother Joe's "blinkers," and cue-
enterable of a •'crimmage" slum% until, in
the course of ten minutes, neither is able
to ..come up to time," and the reformation
it postponed eine die."
Our greatest blessings olteu arise from
the disappointment of our , most anxious
hopes, and our most fervent wishes:
1111 know,
Our indiscretion sometimes serves us
When our deep plots do tan i lad that ahnuld
' teach us
There's& 4ivinitythat shapes our ends,
Rough hew them how .wa
There is nothing like a `fixed, 1400.7
aim s with as 'honourable purpose. It dig
afles your ustuie, and Jailor,* your suctoesst
Men often are not *wire 'Of *hat *Worn
and untiring isbor they *re oipable, until
they hann Ando *o4tinit minnygib,
'oo,.* . ii.4:4.fii..':***.;to,o.
INVMBR 8;
gftritttliMit
lltalidul
E. , El!Molter lave• through
Farm Journal, that he believes if thettame ,
attention were , pea to growing corn, tit";
is given to raising . , wheat—.ll,
,the
3vas well manure(' and' worked Ww;ttld
as easily raise one hundred bushe
„the
acre as we Dow raise fifty.. This ayorite
method is to place the rows 4 Mal sPari
and the hills 2} from each other' with 2
grains in the hill, and from the 10th to,tho
15th of May.
Another, writer remarho,', , corn all
lessee when planted, should • be will .
ed with pulverised earth to the depth or
Ifront two and 'a 'half to three inches.—
When covered the foregoing depth, if cut ,
of, in the start by frost or gruhs it Will a
gain put forth with but 'little Drineltrauce ,
of injury, and it attend by drought, will ,
be much better enabled to withstand , in
jury
from that source. To insure success
in the cultivasinn of the corn crop. van e-,
ties should be ehoien best adapted to, the,,
different varieties of soil. In soils ,
ting of early planting late ripening
,v,acin r ,
ties, or inches tenuirtytittor mar! to
bring them to roattirityrnity be nw it
ethra
oualy adopted, as it is thele virtfthis,"
generally yield the largest crops. CUE ,*et.;
or clay soils not adrititting nfirlt
ing, varieties should Mas'ilanle4lorhin, ;It ~
turein-a shorter mstiolleif
Limiting Elifoctitt of Clainnin; ;v. - I»; 4
There is a strange wirectiiig , thal •
minds of half the farmers in the beititilt. : '
upon the iitdAject of.,.geano mcit, doing
any good to crops' eucceeding ita so ' which
it is applied. ,From a'tliciesaid4iiiini- i ,.
ilar evitleabes which We have tiehiiiiiNt ,)
select the roilowing experikco'or n 0...,
James A. Pierce, one'of NfarAtnirit'lyriii.;
Oft; as well as stateeinif.:; -111 40 , i'll'''
iu
WI 18-11 i, I 'applied 150 'pouhai 0 ' itie ' I
to an acre of growing WheAti ‘4 l lB :t1117.'',,
very poisr, Of course ft was OP P' 4 iii..
top dressing . mixed, however , With' istel'i'.";
Tie wheat was double' in iviartiiif,sty litiiii.('
line clover suceeeded it ; ehdliitiroditliiii;'!:
one of corn and ilia iiihCr t iirsiniiiiliiiii,:'`.
last year and iiiii"Arieinititti,t tilripta 414 :'
still apparent'" ' '`"' '" i '''"'"'
flow it shootit' be efiptietr—ri`nOtillil'
guano may he applied ate ii*liiii4itaiiiiitg:'
with good effect, as in the above instatt'a,' -
still it is the_better way, totiow,it broreicast,',
and plough it in for every kind of-crop ;
tnil always, when,used upim,anyitild.of
small grain, clover or othbi grey!' should -
be sown
Lime oti3Orchairdsi,,
It has been satisfactorily tleitatithatated •
by nuinerous experiments, thielitiitOrt.iii,;‘'
the highest degree bened4tal to orchard "'
I The qiiantity applied from a itifelfil 10'4'
bushel and a half to each tree, of fdllalte '')
though some assert that half a 'biniffetlit' '
amply sufficient even where the soittli
niiii-calcsreous, whores much laileftittiiii ,
tity fs requisite than where lime iittlerithre •
exists ; By applying lime,lhe albitent 4" , '
the orehad is increased in quaintly atel ''
quality. It also acts, doubtless, as Relit:l4'u ,
portant agent in destr9ying L lb' , grub
' Cm
worm which so frequently itiorea tbe l art;,
plc and other fruit crops, and.tytnctirp,lo4,
harmful to the trees theinsetvestl, pqrtorr,
sting l'ae wood. By applying' ha ra,tniels:l, .
el of fresh burned catistieltroc„et: o 44l, 4 t 4 ..
roots of trees, in the sering,. we 141 1 1 1!RAI, :.
7
the trees to be greatly iangotateitf,„ a l '
r.;
,
also, in small quantstiee, 41 an 1 40, Litt.:
application . f or inestfruit trade, piwtten sr.!
1p plums.
Bones.
In regard to the preparation of Wade
fur manure Mr. B. says '
It has been recommended by someiapf,,: .
tlemen of considerable attainments anti,
research into these matters, to , ,
the bones without any, further
,prgitra 7
tion than grinding. Of this I do, not, w„
prove, on the score of econ o m T . ,vrit,irld,
prefer dispensing with the grinding, and to
lieu threul, after haviug * dried theorist.",
the addition of a small outtotitY. (400,
wood, burn out all the organic InAtter.,— ,
Thie leaves the bone pervious toliiitiltis
and easily attacked by the *Sid. At *hie
saves the trouble of griading,, while" is
many localities it.is an operation ;toll:tub. • ,
ly procured SW be done. •••
Pho*phate of I,llnle.
G. B. Browne:of Gynell
gomery county. in the Arm•Journintof:.l
April.eapreeaee the.opinion that tbliti eld ye •
Phosphate of Lime, said to be diseovee.".
ed in.great quantities in MOOls then*:
New' Jersey, contains muelt.lem;elPhos.
,phste. than -hat been givew.to 11.41sytroirew
Mapes. Mr. B. mayor. PhoisphocielAtirLi
may be obtaitied 'to the •stiVantttla of the
manufactures of Ilydroltenb-eystnitts
potash. Thi* article' may heltobtailtettns , :
Worthington's Chemical Wotka i 6 .R.epap'l"
singtop
Salllvik l 4 l lo ll.l6 o.
This disease is supposed/ byo•serne t 0,,;
be occasioned by lobelia conmined:int,iim.ol
grass or hay by others to be brouglitmn by • •
white clover. It is of little einiacqtuince
what occasions it if we: have
better still. as die contldently•mserted•l
we bays. in sulphur. •illy Mixing a table
spoonfool of flourof• sullibur in the soli
given to ihe horse, from time to, time, it,, :
will be,enred,,iiviassid.to a certainly; •
A4vu4 leep
Joseph Cope. of,chester county,. is , ono• , • •
of the most aueeesaful Sheep growers in..,
the States and be, prefers the South Dowd. :
breed. any 'other. Ile imported, tho
breed•frona Ettglasd---st the gc"IS 0 (. 400 '
The .Soutls. DUNIi MI are more hardy Ousts
other breeds—leas eaters—and bettespro-• •
docent of wool and flesh.
Bark. Ouitsod WV41011..
Snrape wittta knife mild !rah with very ,
Strong soapiude, once ortkieedurintr
plane. end the Cure will ivali proluitsitipp , —
affeetad ; if not. tie tang. strew etronitiLo
the trunk, of the tree, *lnch is said tea ire
*n effectual ours.
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