* Yf .u *4. ' > The world want* nut—large-hearted, manly Men who shall loin Ha chorus, andprolong The psajm of labor and Uio song efwve. The times want SCBOLABS— edbolan who shall shape The doubtful destinies of dubious Tears. And land the ark that bears our country's good, Sale on some peaceful Ararat at last. The age wants uiuoas—hcrwea who shall dare To struggle in the solid rants of troth ; To clutch the monster Error by the throat; To bear opinion to a loftier scat; , To blot the era of oppresaion out. Ami lead a universal freedom in. And Heaven wants sorts—frtalt and capacious Nth, To teste its raptures, and expand like flowers, Beneath the glory of its central aun. It wants frtsli soula—not lean aud shriveled ont * • ... It wants frosh souls, my brother-—i : Ssv, hits dc come who all men is above I* ] i Has IUV queen found her king? haa herhsnfr round its master ? Lily, my sweat, is it dawning of lave ? There ! O, I gussaVMit, I kuew it. Ny dearest, 80 it is he—it is just as 1 pray'a. One to thine innermost bosom is nearest Nearer than she at whose feet than hast play'd 1 Well, be it so, love; 'tis Nature's decreeing : Think not that aho who held thee t lr breast Prom the all-blessed hour of thine earliest being Owns not that God ever orders the bust. See 1 the red sunlight grows palo ' i the gloam ing' Tis the last day of the quick-dying year: Gold the horison, unerring the omen Morn shall dawn smiling, unclouded, and clear. Ton aportive birds, row the summer hath ended, Tcarn not for warmth of the mother s soft breast: When spring brings her green, with her flower buds blended, J j In turn they will build 'neath the t v their neet. Darling. I love thee I What though lam weep ing A few tender tears ? there is jov in civ heart; j For I give my sweet blossom with pride to the keeping Of one who will guard her 'till death do them part. There! I have done, love: what ts the meetest. j Baring 4 him' to me, he shall see not a tear; ' A dear gift will I give hiin, my best and my sweetest,— A bride, and a wtah far 4 a happy new year 1' The Heart Bowed Down. I The heart bowed down by weight of woe To weakest hopes will cling. To thonght and impulse while they flow That can no comfort bring ; With those exciting acenea will blend "O'er pleasure's pathway thrown, But memory is the only friend That grief can call its own! The mind will, in its worst despair, Still ponder o'er the past. On moments of delight that wets Too beautiful to last; To long, departed rears extend Its visions with them flown. For memory is the onVy friend That grief can call its sera. A LEGEND OF ALEXANDER THE GP.EAT. No hero except Solomon, perhaps, has so many wonder nil adventures credited to h;ni by the story-teller of the E&t a< Alexander the Qreari One of these, which I am told is also to be ionm! 1 in the literature of the Hebrews, is not onlv entertaining but possesses some deep ant! gtacvful morals. , 1\ 1 Luring the unprofitable march of Alex aiider in India he cam* to a lovely oasis watered by a clear running stream. The great king stretched bis weary limbs on its banks and ordered from the scanty ! stock of provisions a few dried salted fishes : for his repast. Clear water, served in at golden goblet, replaced the choice Lesbian in which the great king so often indulged. But how astonished was the conqueror when an accountably delicious odor and taste jervaded the water firon this running " stream! 44 Surely,' 1 said Alexander. u a river so full of rich properties must take its rise in a happy land. Let us explore j its sources." After a fatiguing journey on foot in quest of the head-waters of the stream, the king at last came to what seemed an immense enclosure, the walls of which were cf great height. He was re assured by fiudiug a pair of colossal gates right before him. Knocking loudly at the postern he demanded entrance. A voice from the interior answered, 44 Thou cans'! not enter here; this is Paradise, and the gates are the gates of the Lord." '■ I am," answered Alexander proudly, ! u the conqueror of the earth: whv do you hesitate to open the gates for me ?" " Here," said the voire, l * no conquefbf is acknowledged except he who can cdtn *! quer his own desire*. Art thou fit Alex- 1 ander, to enter V The great conqueror felt that if admit- : 1 tancc to Paradise depended upon this law he had no chance to effect an entrance. •'Give me," said Alexander to the voice j which spoke to him, " some token at least, so that I may show the world that I have 1 been to the very gates of Paradise, where j until now no mortal was." !' A small pert-hole was opened, and from it Alexander received a portion of a human skull. "Take this," said the voice within; " a single look upon it may teach thee more wisdom than thou hast received 1 1 from all thy masters and philosophers." Alexander contemptously took the gift, 1 and wended his way to his tent. Throw- j ing it down in disgust, he said", "And this < is the present that is given to the conque- 1 ror of the world ; truly, a paltry present < from such a source as Paradise." * 1 " Great king," sa'd a sage who was pres- i ent, "to me this gift ponsesses a secret i meaning. Pray, put it iuto one scale, and j 1 fill the other with the finest gold." 1 The king ordered it to be done, and le !< the piece of human bone outweighed the t filled up scale of gold. ji il This is a wender," said the king. Larger scales were brought, heaps of gold t were placed in one, and the human frag- t ment of the skull in the other, yet the s bone outweighed them all. e The sage then ordered the skull to le j* covered with earth, and behold it only p weighed its own specific gravity. j c " How remarkable is this," said Alex&n- c der, " can you give me a solution V a " Great king," answered the sage, " this fragment of a human skull is that part i which in life encased the eye. The human s eye, although hemmed in, is nevertheless c insatiable and unlimited in vision. The more it possesses the more does it desire, j I The treasures of the earth fail to satisfy its 1 continual longings. But when once de- : 1 sccnded to the grave, and covered with its 1 f mother earth, rt finds a limit for all its 1 once boundless wishes. Learn, O great j < king, wisdom! Of what avail will thy < conquests and riches be when thine eyes 1 are covered with dust and thou sleepest ] the sleep of death ? 1 " What!" cried Alexander, "is fame 1 nothing, that thousands of years hence 1 people should speak my name—nay, be as 1 1 familiar with it as are my own legions? 1 Thoa art a grovelling philosopher, and hast I not the soul of a conqueror in thee." Heedless of the warning he had received j 1 at the gates of Paradise, Alexander march- j 1 ed on from kingdom to kingdom, leaving destruction, famine, misery, and death be- : hind him. At last h came to the country I < governed by the Amazons, where women govern and fight and men do the household 1 work. Alexander summoned their chief 1 city, which was walled in, to surrender. 1 The Amazons sent him a deputation, who 1 thus spoke to the great king: " Great con- | < queror, if thou intendest war with us thy < arms prevail, thou wilt not add a jot to < thy fame by having oonquered a kingdom ' of women. But as all war is doubtful, and 1 battles are not always to the strong, thou 1 i mayest be beaten; and then behold the 1 ignominy with which thy name will be branded forever: The conqueror of the 1 world was beaten by women ! 1 Alexander felt the force of this argument, 1 and abandoned his undertaking, ordaining 1 an obelisk to be erected, with the follow- ( 1 ing inscription: i I, Alexander, aptU now foottah end vain, have < leaned wisdom irdm women. ! 1 Somewhat subdued in his desires, he : ] marched on' a northerly direction and!] " { , V, ■ - - ■ ■ ' IIIHI- ■ - V 1..-.W .RII KJENTRE HALL REPORTER ISiM priarnm S I.MIMH T* MII HI *.I Ihi* army huv ' pit ably. He sent BwaaMigera to unite Alexander to his modest. palace, end pre parcd a banquet. When the conqueror wa* seated, he beheld a must singular spee ttacle. Instead of the wual fish and neah and fowl and bread, all that wa* placed before him wis either of gold, silver, or precious atones. Yka.*. instead of the soup there was a plate of emeralds. The goblet lof wine was represented bv a goblet of were there to represent the wheateu loaf. 44 Dayou eat, gold, and sjlwjand drink Ifitjlx In yoyr Tagd jajktd JAl*xan