Raftsman's journal. (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, February 21, 1855, Image 1

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KO. 31.
VOL. 1.
Bss. Jokes, Publisher:
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A failure to notify a discontinuance at the expi
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- d anew nzj?mcnt.
The uif.n who'kcnrn. Jus bread before he cats it;"
who, while proauiiog the means of ample Bubfis-
iuee for liim.:c!f and family, is at the came time ilfs pleasure grounds at home, she had imbo
benefitticg (hecor.1mur.it7 in which bo lives,, will , soraej i0 hini her heart, told him of her own
peruse the flowing, as all readers should do, with i;aj)ny chance, bssousht him to abandon his
an acknowledgement of tho well-exj reused troths
it contains:
"The r.ob;c.--t men Tknow on earth.
Are men whose hands are brown with toil;
Who, backed by no ancestral proves;
Iiew down the woods, and tiil the soil,
And win thereby a prouder nanio
Than follows kings' or warriors' fume."
'The working men. wbnte'er their task. .
Who carve the stone or bear the hod,
They bear upon their honest brows
The royal stamp and seal of Go J;
And worthier aro their drops cf sweat
Than diamonds in a coronet.
"God bless the noble working men.
."Who rear the cities of the plain;
Who dig the mines, who build tho ships,
And drive the commerce of the main ;
God blosrf them ! fyr their toiling hands
Have wrought the glory of all lands."
(Original ftiornl
IwriTTtx r!i the jouusal. I
Valens and his daughter, having threaded
many a crooked, dirty street, and cautiously
crept along through piles of black ruins, at
length, foend themselves, with grateful hearts,
tifc-ly seated arain in their horac
Th? danger hid now become most immi
nent, and through portion1? of tho city, no one
renturc to pass, escepi at the peril of
Lis lifo. N ot only were they in dagger of be
ing trrestcd as Chriiliaits, but ihc streets were
everywhere infested by night, with band of
prowling n:oDstcr3, whose only o!ject was insult
end rubbery. Thousands of citizeus.for the few
l.ioT nights, had been knocked down, robbed,
and ra.'.l-treated in the most heartless aod
bhock'ng manner. In fact, the w hole city was
now ia a state of the most wretched anarchy.
Distrsss prevailed among all classes. No one
felt his life secure though against the poor
Christians the wrathful storm was directed.
Kcw could it be otherwise ? The Emperor was
setting before the people the most hideous j
epcetaclea of barbarity. Lirgs portions of the
city lay in ashec, while thousands and tens of j
thousand? of the lower classes were goaded to
desperation by suIcring and want. j
Xo wonder, therefore, that Valens and his j
caujr.ter instantly leii upon t;ieir Knees, on
entering the hal!, and united in their thanks to
God, fyr their sife return.
Valencia, who had remained at home, in
company with one or two neighboring women
"of like faith," was also on her knees at their
side, with little Tare clasped in her arms.
Soon after this, an event occurred in the
family, that was the cause of renewed sorrow.
Va'dinus, as already stated, had conceived
the Idea of a soldier's life, and had thoughts
of joining the army. This desire he had ex
pressed soon after he had formed the acquain
tance of Marcus, and to whose influence over
him it was attributed.
Valens, from tic first, had prudently oppos
ed his son's wishes, and had used every means
in his power to dissuade him from it. He was
hia only son, and he wished him to remain at
home. Then. knowing the wild, reckless turn
of his mind, he knew the consequences of such
a life would, in all probability, prove utterly
ruinous. Besides, the influence of the prin
ciples of the gospel ou his mind, had changed
his own views in regard to all such things,
and he wished his son to seek for honor and
glory of another kind.
The prudent counsels of the father seemed.
enengm, 10 nave prevailed. vaiamus nau L
promised to remain at home. He was fre-j
queru.y absent, however, greater part of the
Eight, no one knowing tckere. . At home, he
was sulky and silent ; and although he some
times spoke feelingly about his sister's death,
yet he evidently cherished a deadly hatred to
wards the Christians as a sect, and seemed to
think the slanderous reports circulated about
them more than half true.
On a certain evening, a fresh levy of troop3
was to leavo Rome for one of tho foreign le
gions. The next morning Valdinus was mis- !
the following day, towards its close, Va
lens learned to his great sorrow, that his son
ad enlUted as a common, soldier, and left
Rome with the levy in qnction.
The shock came upon tho family witha sud
den, overwhelming violence, and re-opened
&e wociids which the death of Fiducia had
indicted, with & sad, painful freshness.
None, however, lamented it more than Yer
t:t:r, it eeemed to snap assundcr her only
rojialaing earthly tie. They had hitherto
V:t roost Iov.fn flE( conjenUl spirits',
" Crashed in hetrt as brother -and sister.
but ia taste and disposition. From their
childhood they hid sported together, admired
the same beauties and gazed at the same won
ders together had walked the streets, strolled
along the kanks of the Tiber, visited the Cam
pHS 3Iartius, sat together in the theaters and
other places of public amusement. " '
Then, from the moment of her conversion,
her whole soul had set itself upon him with a
triple intensity, with an earnest, settled pur
pose never to give over in her prayers till he
rejoiced with her ia the hopes of another life,
and in a stroll among the vines and flowers in
idols, and seek after the eternal life of the
They had just stopped to look at a bunch of
flowers, that grew at the side of the walk.
Some of the last years stalks were dead, and
rotting on the ground. But from their roots,
others were springing forth, fresh and green,
while a few had grown up, and expanded into
a most beautiful flower, scented, and tinted
with many bright, luminous colors.
"How lovely !" said Vertitia, as she laid her
hand gently on one of the largest.
"Very ;" said Valdinus, as he rather rude
ly snatched up one, and held it out before
"But look at these dead stalks.. they'll soon
be gone," said Vertitia, raising up the re
mains of one with her foot.
"Yes they're of no more use," 6aid Valdi
nus, carelessly.
"But see," said Vertitia quickly, "how
these green ones are growing out of their
roots, to flower and bloom again ; how strange!
O ! isn't it, brother ?
"Strange enough;" said Valdinus; "but it's
the way they do, you know.
.Vertitia gazed for a few moments at the
large flower, fondling it with her white, deli
cate hand.
"These things convince we more and more
of what the Christians say;" at length, said
Vertitia, looking up earnestly at Valdinus.
"Christians :" said he, reproachfully; "if it
wasn't for father and mother, I wish they were
all dead as thcai ta!ks."
V ertitla trembled, an I hung fu r hoa'l.
'-But they might live again, brother, if they
were like them. Dont you see it's only the
stalk that's dead the root still lives. Now
that's just what the Christians say what our
dear father and mother says."
"I dont want to hear any thing about w'uit
they say fools!" said Valdinus, abruptly.
'But mayn't it be true, dear brother," look
ing up with an earnest smile, and speaking
very kindly ; may not the body die, and the
soul live 1 It isn't any more strange than for
this stalk to die and the root to live, is it,
brother ?"
"The soul may live after the body, for any
thing I know or care, fools think so at any
rate," said Valdinus, with a short sneer of a
Vertitia felt hurt, and endeavored to con
ceal the tears which filled her eyes.
."But, oh ! brother, suppose it should live
forever in another world, and be forever happy
there ! That's what the Christians think ;
isn't it a nice thought, too ?" said Vertitia,
her teary eyes sparkling with a sudden emo
tion of joy.
"What good would that do mc, if I were
dead? My soul might live and be happy, but
that wouldu't bo said Valdinus, with
quite a hearty laugh.
"Yes ! yes ! brother, it tvould be you, it
surely would. The soul is what feels and
thinks in us what joys and sorrows. The
body ia nothing but dust and earth without it;
hence, wherever the soul lives or goes, it is
still us, and we're the very same persons."
Valdinus said nothing, but gave one of the
old dead stalks a kick with his foot, and dash
ed the flower from his hand.
"Oh! brother," said Vertitia, imploringly;
"there is another life another world, where
our souls go at death, and where we will be
forever either happy or miserable. Poor, dear
sister Fiducia's gone there gone to be happy
where they're sent. If I'm sent there, guess
I'll go too, only yon and I'll try to get sent
to the same place, that's ail; wont we ?"
"To where our dear sister Fiducia is, there
let us try to go, brother. But we must give
up our idols, and the pleasures of the world,
and live like she did.
"Guess, if I've got to go there, I'll take my
idols along with hh?, and my pleasures too. If
I'm to be the same person there, I'll need
them, yon know," said Valdinus, in a half
joke. -
"Xo! no! brother; it aint there like it is
here," said Vertitia, vexed at his light, incon
siderate remarks.
"Well, I dont care how it is; and I dont
want to hear any more of that Xazareno stu f,''
said Valdinus, angrily, and taking hold of
Vertitia'sarm, started off up the walk.
They walked along for some time in silence.
Vcrtitia's eyes were full of tears, and her
heart full of sorrows. She struggled hard,
however, against her emotions, while she inly
prayed for her poor, dear brother. -
"Well," at length, said she, "you love mev
f.lamtss, d-r.t yon ? . .
Easter is one of the three great festivals in
the church of Rome. It is true, the calendar
is nearly all set apart to the commemoration
of saints. We have more saints thau there are
days in the year; still Easter having been a sub
ject of agitation in the church, and the cause
of separation between the Latin and the Greek
churches, Rome displays iore luxury and ec
clesiastical splendor in its celebration than in
any other festival in the calendar.
The holy week, which precedes Easter, is
worthy to be mentioned. Every amateur of
music will know something of the far famed
"miesrere," which is performed in the fijclin
Chapel during the last three evenings of the
Holy week. The chapel is in the Vatican,
painted by Miehal 2ngelo, fresh as if his mas
ter pencil had touched it only to-day. On the
right of the altar a throne is erected for the
Pope; on both sides the. Cardinals are arrayed
in purple, each of them assisted by their re
spective caudalario, and Maestro di eeremouia.
The patriarchs, and bishops in their pontifical
dress; the generals, and chiefs of every religi
ous order in therr monastic array. The lodges
erected on both sides of the chapel are crowded
with foreign ambassadors, their ladies and oth
er distinguished foreigners of both sexes. In
the middle of the chapel is a reading desk of a
triangular form, upon which thirteen candles
are burning, as a symbol of the candelabrum
in the temple of Jerusalem ; others, however,
say of our Saviour, and his twelve disciples.
Every eye is directed towards the fhrouc ; the
Pope giving the signal, tic "miserere mei" is
commenced, and at once the chapel is render
ed vocal by a hundred voics. To describe the
effect, and imprassion which it produces upon
the senses, is beyond the pov.-er of human lan
guage. Ecclesiastical splendor flashing on ev
ery side in a thousand form?, military and dip
lomatic decorations of all the courts of Europe,
the display of the ladies, and other facinafions
beggar all description. In addition to this, the
paintings cf the most renowned masters of It
aly, the best performers of the theatrical art
ists, and choristers, and the most unrivalled
voices of eu.r.icJis, are too overpowering to be;
depicted. After eveiy pshu a candle is ex-
only one burning in the whole chapel. We can
see the color3 gradually darken, and the figu
res of tho paintings by degrees lose their form,
a striking symbol of the papal power, which
is losing its influence, and gradually fading
away like the twilight of the evening.
Saturday before Easier, at tw elve o'clock the
bells ar heard from every steeple, the cloud-s
are rent by their sounds, and the cr.rJh trem
bles from the roaring of the cannon from 1'crt
SI. Jliigela; ti)e cars are deafened by the mer
ry clamors of the children in the streets, and
the reports of pistols fired nearly in every house.
Saturday evening, at seven o'clock, P. M.,
every dwelling, where an ini".gr; of a Madonna,
or any s.;int. is stationed, for the houses are "il
luminated, a!iars are erected, litanies are sung;
aud prayers upon bended knees are offered to
those saints, all these in the middle of the
streets. In the. meantime the multitude of the
so called) better class of the inhabitants of
Roni aro directed toward St. Peter's, where
the grandest and most imposing spectacle is to
be seen. But at the same time the most revolt
ing to every moral sense and religious feeling.
A cross (covered with brass, symmetrically
illuminated with thousands of lamps,) is sus
pended in the middle of the church. The read
ermay form some kind of an idea of the colossal
height of that cross, when he is informed that
its magnitude does apparently, not diminish,
even after being suspended at a tremendous
height above the heads of the people. Round
that cross you can see, promenading arm in
arm, the lover with his dulcinea, as though
promenading in a dancing saloon; chatting
laughing, aud indulging in most irreverent
acts, which would be considered an offence in
a respectable hotel; these are committed pub
licly in the sanctuary, uner the cross of Christ.
As the the church is entirely dark, except the
light which the cross reflects in it, there arc
sometimes lovers of darkness rather than of
light, who often lose their way in the adjacent
collonades and chapels, where they perpetrate
the most wicked acts, of which every honest
man would blush, except the adorers of the
cross in the church of St. Fcter's. The specta
cle lasts until eleven o'clock in the night; de
cency forbids me to say more, and constrains
me to relinquish the subject of the adoration
of the crosi in St. Peter's at Rome.
Easter morning. The roaring ot tho cannon
announces the ushering in of the morn; the
harmonious sounds from the thousand steeples
mitigate the roughness of the first, and invite
the slumbering beauty to leave her coueh, and
prepare for tho rendezvous given the last night
under the illuminated cross.
Xine o'clock, A. M. The square of St. Pe
ter's presents the most varied and interesting
spectacle. State carriages of all descriptions;
the cardinals in their full dress, and suit ; the
ambassadors of all the foreign courts, with all
the particular characteristics of their nations;
carriages f the innumerable prelates, bishops,
and chiefs ot the monastic orders; two regi
ments of soldiers in arms; martial music, the
spouting of the gigantic fountains; thousands
and tens of thousands of pedestrians of every
sex ft.nd -.Io5..t. cro.-?rd in their best t-arrneifs.
j tak their post nxder the coioi-wlc,-. rr. other ?
spots, as they think the most convenient; this
lasts until one o'clock, P.M., so that the whole
square is thronged with people. One o'clock
is usually the time of the appearance of the
Pope on the balcony of the church ; a dead si
lence prevails throughout the whole mass of
people; every eye is directed to the spot, with
watches in the hand? the minutes are counted;
in the mean time the balcony is filling with
cardinals, bishops, and monks; the attennion
becomes so rivited, that a sigh might be heard,
at length the Pope appears in an arm chair,
carried upon tho shoulders of eight persons be
tween two gigantic fans. Then the deafening
shouts of the people, the sonorious martial mu
sic, the roaring of the cannon rend the clouds.
"Padre la saniu benedizi:nc," (father the holy
blessing,) bursts from every mouth; the hand
kerchiefs are waved by the ladies, and the hats
by the men. All prostrate themselves upon
the ground, they receive the blessing from the
Pope; a prelate then- reads the so called
"Bulla Cana Domini," in which the most hor
rible curses against the heretics and infidels are
pronounced, and a blessing upon all the faith
ful. Thus ends the spectacle for this time.
In the afternoon all the promenades are vis
ited, the wine houses filled, the places of
amusement enjoyed until the evening, when all
again repaired to the square of St. Petej's to
enjoy the illumination of the cupola. The cu
pola is illuminated by three hundred persons,
who are stationed with lighted torches within
the interior, in order that they should not be
seen; and as soon as the first stroke of seven
o'clock is heard, they rush forward and light
the lamps assigned unto each of them, so that
in one minute the whole cupola is illuminated;
even the cross on the top has three lights. In
addition to this, the reflection of these lights
in the spouts of the gigantic fountains, where
every drop in the air is like a prism, and rep-""
resents thousands of rainbows, is above all de
scription. When Joseph II. of Austria, visit
ed Rome, the Pope gave as? illumination in
honor cf that august stranger; when he ha.d
w atched the spouting" fountains for for a short
time, he said: "It is enough." But how much
greater was his surprise when he was informed
that, these were prcpetusUbuntains And.at
the first stroke of seven o'clock the Secretary
of State asked him for a pinch of snuff, and in
the time the emperor of Austria turned togivc
his snuff-box, the whole cupola appeared in fire.
Joseph was so astonished, that he would not
take the snuff-box back, but gave it as a pres
ent to the cardinal, Secretary of State.
Dox't c.viiRY coals to Newcastle. Many
people make the grand mistake of endeavoring
to adapt themselves to persons distinguished
for particular talents or attainments. The fault
is in the efl'ort to get intotheirvein to be wit
ty with witty people, to tell stories with good
story tellers, to discuss deep subjects with
learned men, and, generally, to be sympathet
ically sucked into the drift of the nearest cur
rent. This is a mistake all round. Xo man's
hobby will carry double. The attempt must fail;
for, if you are inferior to the man you pitch
into, he sets you down for a bote, and is dis
gusted ; if you clearly excel him, he feels
that you are a bully and he hates you.
There are these two good reasons for being
easy, natural and yourself with everybody
nothing else suits you and nothing else is ask
ed of you. There arc tw o more reasons for the
same thing persons of good taste dislike any
thing else; and you are wanted in your own na
tural shape ttr fit your company ball and sock
et fashion. Nothing packs society together so
well as for some one to be hollow just where
somebody elsa bulges. Be receptive, therefore
tc the man of science; enjoy the joker without
struggle for supremacy, and play conductor
for the electrtcity of the wit; then if there is
anything in the fellows, you'll get it out of
them and contribute best to the enjoyment of
the company; and besides, if there is nothing
particular in you, (which is barely probable,
but still possible) you won't expose yourself
and annoy other people. Perixcopics.
Is Religion Beaetifcl ? Always in the
child the maiden, the wife, the mother; reli
gion shines with a holy benignant beauty of
its own, which nothing of earth can mar.
Religion i3 very beautiful in health or
sickness in wealth or poverty. We can nev
er enter the sick chamber of the good, but
soft music seems to float on the air, and the
burden of their songs is 'Lo peace is here.
Could we look into thousands of families to
day, when discontent fights sullenly with life
we should find the chief cause of unhappiness,
want of religion in woman.
And in felons' cells in places of crime,
misery, destitution, ignorance we should be
hold, in all its terrible deformities, the fruit of
irreligion in woman.
Oh, religion, benignant majesty, . high on
thy throne thou sittest, glorious and exalted.
And there religion points. Art thou weary,
it whispers, 'rest up there forever. Art
thou sorrowing cjoy.' Art thoujweighed down
with unmerited ignoraeny, 'kings and priests
in that home.' Art thoupoor, 'tha etreetsbe
forc thy mansion shall be of gold.' Art thoa
friendless, the angles Ehallbe thy companions,
and God thy friend and Father.' , -
Is religion beautiful? We answer that all is
d?sor.ti",n rrd dforrniy wh?r$ relfricn is
At Madrid, a lady gave a b ill, and among
the guests were a M. R and Mdlle. B
It was observed that the young man constant
ly kept close to the yourg lady, and followed
her when she went from one part of the room
to the other. It was al?o rot "ced that she seem
ed greatly annoyed by his attentions.
The mother of the young lady wished fo in
terfere, but the mistress of tho house, anxious
to avoid an unpleasant scene, prevented her.
At a late hour, a lady of high rank ahd her
daughter were anounced, and the whole party
rose to receive them. M. R , taking ad
vantage of the slight confusion which was cre
ated, seized Mdllo. B , by the hand, and
whispered in her ear. She turned pale, then
blushed, and replied in a low voice.
Thereupon the young man, without sayinga
word, pulled apoignard from his pocket, and
stabbed the youdg lady in the breast, and then
stabbed himself near the heart. Both fell
bathed in blood. A surgeon was immediately
sent for, and on his arrival te found that the
wound of the young lady was not mortal, r.s
the poignard had struck the sternum, but the
young man was quite dead.
It is said that M. R had long sought
Mdlle. B- iu marriage, but that she refused
to accept him, and that meeting her at the ball,
he again pressed her to accept his addresses,
but that she again peremptorily refu. d.
XEwsr-Arcn. Comicautifs. An advertise
ment in a country paper, as printed, reads thus:
"The scoundrel who took the canary with a
pug nose; rod face and light overcoat on, is
requested to return it immediately to 2S Wil
low street, as thcr bird is a valuable one, from
whom no questions will be asked." Another
is quite as ludicrous: 'Lost, a brown m'.kh cow-,
the propcrt y of a farmer with a white spot on
the quarters, long straight horns, aud the tail
tipped with white. Any person having seen
such an animal without delay, will please re
turn it to," &c, &c. Tony Cowan is adver
tised as having lost "a pig with a very long
tail, and a black spot on the top cf its snout
that curls up behind." A cow is described as
"very dificult to milk, and of no 'use to any
olio tiit TTie " tr.i-ner,-w!.o J:ad one hern much
longer than the othe."' John Hawkins U aUu
ded to as having "a pair of blue eyes, with lit
tie or no whiskers, and a Roman nose that has
great difficulty in looking any one iu the face."
Betsev Watcrton isaccused of having "abscon
ded with a chest full of drawers and a cock and
heu, has red hair and a broken tooth none of
which are her own." The manager of the
Savings' Bank at Dui.ferry, near Geodfuwran,
is s2okenol ia these terms: "lie had on, when-
last seen, a pair of corduroy trowsers, w ith a
tremendous squint rather the worse for wear
The Youth tiiat was Ilrxo. The sheriff
took out his watch, and said: 'If you hav
anything to say, speak now, for you have only
five minutes to live.' The voting man burst
into tears, and said: 'I have to die; I had only
one little brother he had beautiful eyes and
flaxen hair, and I loved him; but one day I
got drunk, for the first time in my life, and
coming home, I found my little brother gath
ering strawberries iu the garden, and I became
angry at him without cause, and killed him at
one blow with a rake. I did not know any
thing about it until next morning, when I
awoke from sleep, and found myself tied and
guarded, and was told that when my little
brother was found, his hair was clotted with
his blood and brains. It has ruined me; I nev
er was drunk but on re. I have but one more
word to say, and thc'i I am going to my final
Judge. I say it to young people. Never!
never !iievcr! touch anything that will intox
icate.' As he pronounced these words, he
sprang from the box r.:: I launched into an end
less eternity.
KF"A great and go ! i nn, once speaking of
politeness, said: "I ma";e it a point of morali
ty never to find fault wjrh another for his man
ners; they may be awkward or graceful, blunt
or polite, polished or ltistic. I care not what
they are, if the man means well and acts from
honest intentions, without eccentricity or af
fectation. All men have not the advantages of
"good society," as it is called, to school them
selves in all its fantastic rules and ceremonies,
and if t!i ere is any standard of manners, it is
only founded in reason and good sense, and
not upon artificial regulations. Manners,
like conversation, should be extemporaneous
and not studied I always suspect a man who
meets me with the same perpetual smile upon
his face, the same congcering of his body, and
the same premeditated shake of the hand.
Give me the (it may be rough) grip of the
hand, and the careless nod of recognition, and
when occasion requires the homely salutation,
'How are you, my old friend V "
K7"Now girls ? said onr friend Mrs. Part
ington to her neices the other day, 'you must
get husbands as soon as possible, or they'll all
be murdered!'.
'Why so, aunt V inquired one. -'"Why,.!
see by the papers that we've got al
most fifteen thousand pcst-ofEccs, and nearly
.all. of them dispatches males every day the
Lord hare. mercy on us poor widows,' and the
old !sdytc$ 3"ick!y to the lookirr to
Hew cop.
There has been "any amount" of sport made,
of late months, of Shanghai Fowls. .They seem
to be loosing much of their first popularity
among us, like many another two-legged for
eigner who has paid us a visit of Loner,
which ended very differently. The Shang
hai is born into the world with an inordinate
pair of legs, which thereafter continue to grow
into regular drum-sticks of the longest dimen
sions. It is asserted, to6, that although good
"layers," they are very fond of devouring
their own eggs. A Mohawk farmer, who has
tried them thoroughly, expressed aby no means
favorable opinion of the breed. He says their
true name . is Shank-high, and that they are
rightly named: "They have no body at all,
and when the head is cut off the legs come
right apart. I don't sec how they can set on
their eggs my jack-knife can set as well as
they can. They don't sit on the roost ahsame
as other chickens; not a bit of it! WlTb they
attempt to sit as other chickens do (they t'rai
dle the stick,) they fall off backward!
"They sit when the' cat, I know; for I've
seen 'em do it; and I've seen em try' to cat
standing but. they couldn't 'fetch it;' "for
when they peek al a grain of corn, on the
ground, they don't more than half reach it but
the hcaiTbobs right between their legs, ma-"
king them turn a complete somerset. I'd as
soon sec a pair of tongs or compasses walking
about my yard as -these Shank-highs. They
crow, too, a long time before day in the morn- .
ing, when it isu' day; probably because their
legs are so long that they can see day -light
long before the common chicken!"
Damxixg a Bird. We find , in ono of cur
exchanges a singular instance of "damning a
flood" cf song. The writer of the anecdote
says: ' :
"A friend of ours ha. had fcr a long time a
very superior Canary bird, which has been
celebrated for its excellency as a songster,
an 1 for which he has been offered large sums
of money. About three weeks ago, our friend,
being aw akened fropj a nap by its voice, rose
and hastily exclaimed, 'd n that bird.' The
bird, then at the height of its song, suddenly
ceased its note, and from that time toths pres
ent has never warbled or even chirped, but
has maintained unbroken silence. What phil
osophy of instinct, or of mutual affection be
tween man and his pets can account for this?"
AxncnoTE. It is often made a subject of
complaint that ministers of the gospel partici
pate in political matters. An anecdote of the
Rev. Mr. Field, who lived iu Vermont several
years ago, contains a good reply. As the rev
erend gentleman went, at a time, to deposit
his vote, the ohicer who received ity being a
friend and pnris'ioner, but of oppojlte politics,
remarked : "I am sorry, Mr. Field, to see you
here." "Why?" asked Mr. F. "Because,"
said the officer, "Christ'has said that his king
dom was not of this world." "Has no one a
right to vote," asked Mr. Field, unless he be
longs to the kingdom of Satan?"
Quid pro Quo. Smith and Brown running
opposite ways round a corner, struck each
other, "Oh, dear," said Smith, "how you
made my head ring."
"That's a sign it is hollow," eays Brown,
"Didn't your's ring?" says Smith,
"No," says Brown. ,
"Then that's a sign its "cracked," replied
his friend.
The Same FavltI Laura was disconsolate.
Henry had long flirted, but never put the
question. Henry went his way. Laura's aunt,
for consolation, brought her a love of a span
iel pup. 'My dear,' say3 the aunt, 'the puppy
can do everything but speak.' ''v'hy will you
agonize me ?' says Laura, 'that's the only fault
I found with the other.,r . -u .'
HP"A revcrned sportsman was once boasting
of his infallible skill in finding a hare . "If,"
said aquakcr who was present, "I were a hare,
I w;ould take my seat in a place where I should
be sure of not being disturbed by thae."
"Why, where would you go ?"
"Into thy study."
Bites, The following sell came offa few days
since not many miles from where we now sit :
Two gentlemen fishing sharp boy appears
Boy "Well, sir, g:7 any biles'.
Gent (unconcerned) "Lots of 'em."
Boy "Y-a-a-a-s under your hat!" .
Gj?"A veritable entry, mads by the R. S.
of a Division of the sons of Temperance, read
"Artergwine through - the yewzel fawms.
there was a colleckshin takia np but nothin
was paid in." ' - I '
fH-An old lady looking at the curiosities f n.
Barnuci's Museum, came to a couple "of larg
sea dogs, and after gazing at theni-'Tvilh won
der," inquired of a wag who stood near "if they
ever barked I" "No madam,"i replied he.
"not now their bark is on the tea." .
ZjFX celebrated toDer. intending to eo to a
masked ball, consulted an acquaintance as to
what, character he should disguise himself.'
vG-o sober,1, replied lis " friend, ahd'7onr
iao.i3itaw.fricj!f W5'J hct know you.