BY D. A. dr. C. H. BUEHLER VOLUME XXVII The Mem Is emu o bit th 9 better For his richin l / 2 golden gains, For his Items and his palace? ' If his inmost heart is callous, Is a mut a bit the better? . And if a man's no.bit the better, Fer his coffers and his mines, , For his "purple and fine linen ," • .Forhis vineyard and his vines I .. • • Why do thousands bow the knoo And cringe in niettn servility, • If a Mated no bit the better ? Is a man a bit the worse Fur a lowly dress of rugs? Though he owns no lordly rental, he. heart is kind and gentle, Is a MUM a bit the worse ? And if a man's no bit do worse For a poor aunt lonely stand, For an ever empty pocket, And a brainy working handl - Why do thousands pass him by • With '&'cold and scornful eye, If a mates no 4t hit the worse? The Lord's Prayer. A friend tells us au anecdote of Booth, the groat tragedian, which We i do not re- collect hiving seen in print. It occurred in the palely days of his fitme, before the Sparkle of his great black eye had been • dimmed by that bane of Genius. Strong drink. 'Boat and several friends had been Invited to dine with an old gentleman in Baltimore of distinguished kindess, ur hanity, anti piety. Thu . host, though dis approving of theatres and theatre-going, bad heard so much of 139i:orb's remarkable powers. that curiosity to see the man had, °in this iustauce, overcome all 116 scruples and prejudice. After the entertaiument was over, lamps lighted, aud the company resieated in the drawing room, sonic one requemted Booth as a particular favor, aud Aauu witioli all present would deuhtless ap preeiate, to read alquil the Lord's prayer. Booth expressed his willingness to afford them this gratification, and all eyes were _lamed expectantly upon hint. Booth rose slowly and reverently from his ,chair. It was•wouderful to watch the play' ote:no- Siustkihat convulsed his countenance.— Ho became deathly pale, and his eyes, turn ed tremblingly upwards; were wet with ice& - As yet he had not spoken: The silence could be t felt. It became absolute. ly . yainful, until at last - the spell was bro.. *An as by au electric - stroke as his rich toned voice, from white lips syllabled forth, 44 0 a r Fat Ile •Wite art in - Heaven." Ste.. 'strike. pathos and fervid solemnity that thrilled all hearts. lie had finished. The silence confirmed. Not a VOiCe was heard or it muscle moved 'in his rapt audience, until fruits aut ,roo . te corner of the room a subdued sob was heard, and the eld gen • tlemun their_ hest', st e ppodi re less;,i-srf fl streaming eyes and tottering frame and seated Booth by the hand. "Sir:" said he, in broken ascents. ..you have afforded we a pleasure for which my whole future life wilt feel grateful. I ant an old man, and every day, from boyhood to the present sloe, I thought I had repeated the Lord's ''Prayer, but I have never hoard it before, setter." "Yon are right." replied Booth, "to read that prayer as it should bo read, 'has oust mite the severest study and labor for thirty years, and I am far from being yet ..satisfied with my rendering of that avonderful productiatt. Hardly one per sett nn ten thousand comprehends how touch beauty, tenderness and grandeur ow he condensed in a space. so small and - words so simple. That prayer of itself suffitiiently illustrates the truth of the Bi .ble‘.and stamps upon it the seal of Diehl- So great was the effect produced (says our informant, who was present,) that the ,conversation was sustained but a short time longer in subdued monosyllables, and almost entirely ceased ; and soon after, at an early hour, the company broke up, and retired to their several homes with sad fa- Sees and full hearts—Garage Trib. A "STAANUE" PRE&CLIER.-1-lis name eras strange. Many will think his con duct was strange also. Ho was a zealous preacher and a sweet singer. Nothing gave him 60 much plessure as to go about 'die country preaching and singing. A be tters:dant gentleman, well o ff in worldly gear, desiring to make him and his family comfortable in their declining years, gene ration presented him a title-deed for three • hundred and twenty acres of land. Strange accepted the -donation with thankfulness, Autd went ou his way, preaching and sing akke Wont., But after a few months be returned, and , requested his generous friend to take the title deed. Surprised 'at the request, the gentleman inquired— "ls there any flaw in it I" "Not the slightest." "lottot the land good 1" •