BY D. A. & 0. H. BUEHLER VOLUME.XXVLI Wishing. BY JOHN SAXE Of all amusements for the mind From logic down to fishing, • There isn't one that you can find • So vety cheap as "wishing P' A very chimp . diversion, too, If we but rightly use it, And not, as wo are apt to do, Pervert it did abuse it. I wish—a common wish, indeed, My purse was 'something fatter, That I might cheer the child ofnecd, And not my pride to flatter; That I might make oppression reel; As only gold can make it, And break.tho tyrant's rod of steel, As only.gold can break it ! I wish that Sympathy and Love, And every human passion That has its origin above, Would come, and keep in fashion; That Scorn, and Jealousy, and Hate, And every base emotion, Weee buried fifty fathotits deep * Beneath the waves of Ocean I I wish that friends were always true, And motives always pure; I wish the good were not so few, I nish the bad were fewer; I wish that Persons no'er forgot ro heel) their pious teaching, I wish that practicing was not So different from preaching I I *Wish that modest worth might be 4praised with truth and candor, I wise that innocence were free From treachery and slander ; I wish that men their vows would mind, That women no'er ivere rovers ; I wish that wives wore always kind, And lusbands always lovers I I wish, itt.fine, that joy and mirth, Awl every good ideal, May come, erewhile, throughout the earth, To ho the glorious real ; Till God shall every creature bless With his Inpremest blessing. And hope be lost in happiness, And wishing be possessing. Honor thy,Fallter and Mother. BY ELLEN 0. HOBBS. "Honor thy father and mother," is the first commandment with promise—prom ise as beautiful in its °amplification as 4 lorious in its conception. A mother's lips fleet • breathed into our ears those words , of Holy Writ, and explained their • general import t" and from the time when the story. _of gray haired Elijah and his youthful mockers first excited my young imagination, up to' mature womanhood, the respect then inspired for the white hairs of age hat, grown with my growth, and strengthened with my strength. Wo sigh us we think of the days when the • young were woat to bow before the hoary heid,'and, by gentle utiealleturervassion- - ties, strew roses in the old man's tottering path. But those kindly. meows of our , puritan ancestors have passed away. The word grows selfish as it grows old, and age-dieting eyes must turn homeward for stays to their trembling hands and totter ing limbs. Hero should they find the fulfilment of the first commandment with promise. No true, womanly soul ever withdrew 1 her gentle hands from her poor old father or mother ; no manly heart over forgot the home loves of his wayward childhood, or ceased to hear the echoes of a fond . mother's prayers. Often the cares of this world. and the deceitfulness of riches, may choke up the inborn affections of narrow souls ; but few and far between is the fondly loved child, who can be so untrue to himself or his maker, as wholly to forget the mother who bore him. Yet, oven with the holiest dictates of our rea sons and souls, as with the wider applica. Con of the commandment, has fashion in-1 ..ainuated influence; and the sun, per- :charm, who loft his fond parent's humble home reluctantly and tearfully, to make his way in the world, forgets, when for tune favors, to welcome his rustic mother to his own luxury, with which he left her in his childhood home. Her dim old eyes, perchance, do not catch readily the mean angless courtesies of life; nevertheless, they look none the less lovingly upon her child than when they watched over his helpless infancy. Her withered hands may bo largo and bony, and may never have known a jewel ; but none the less gently did they smooth the weary pillow, or bathe the heated brow, in the dependent days of boyhood. Ah ! she's ?,:the same fond mother still ; her ago and work-bout form, old in rustic garb, conceals a heart full of never-dying love, and ready for now sac rifioes. And, thanks to the Groat Being who gave us the commandment (with prom. ise, now and then there stands up a noble man, true to his inborn nature, who, throwing off the trammels of fashion, how ever wide the gulf which separates him, in the world's eye, from the humble poverty .. , of his boyhood—who is not ashamed to love, before his follows,. the humble moth er who gave him 'birth, 4 4 My mother—permit . me to present ' her to you," said an elegantly dressed, no. Ile-looking 'young man to a friend for ~.„.,Whom he had crossed a crowded drawing root% with Marigold parent leaning on his arm. There was a dead: silence for full live minutes. The 'moral beauty of the ,picture, pervaded every soul, and melted away the frost work from world•worn hearts. 'Twas the old foreground of a fashitmable resort, whither hosts had come, with all their selfish 'passions, to i seek n vain for health and pleasure.— But hero wan s variation—a bit of truth to' i naturo in the motloy mingling, of From a little farm•honse, , pent in by forests, 'way up in the Granite State,' that young man had gone forth with brave heart and stalwart arm; • strong, liko his - "native hills, he had already made a name Polished circles opened for him,'and gentle tips bade him welcome.-- - Yet-none - the less carefully did his manly arm Support his homely, tottering mother ; --tiontrthe -less softly and tenderly-did -he -, her—queer though sho looked--"my mother," amongst the proud beauties, who bad stmna for his favor. Her dress was art4quated, fot the good gilts of her eon ---luukbotufemilimutilatod by rustle hands; yet only ono heartless girl tittered, 'dos. pito the broad-frilled cap. and well-kept shawl. Her voice was rough, and often her expression coarse and inelegant. Used to the social mug at home, she asked for her neighbor's goblet at table, and was guilty of many like vulgarities. She was not in interesting woman, save in her vigoroua age, and her beautiful love of her son.— Yet for a week, the son watched over that mother, and gained for her kindness and deference, in the very face of fashion, walked with her, drove with her, helped her, like an infant, up a difficult moun tain aide of twenty miles, humored her ev ery caprice, and each day found some new friend, whose heart ho might thrill by thou gentle words, "my mother." To him she was the gentle mother who rooked him to sleep in childhood, an.' true to the great commandment she had taught him, ho was making the path smooth for