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'XTas mo T said an artloss child,'
. Touins her sunny curls aside, r' ,
And clasping then, with dimpled arms, .
A youthful mother'a nock with pride :
'Klsi me!' hp said, 'my mother, now,'
- As though ungen electric chord -Were
charged with eloquence of lore,'
. . Which might not hreatho or speak in wordg.
' . , ' it. . ' ' , .,
'Kiss me !' eaid a maiden fair, . .
As she twinod, with a graceful hand,
Her parting lovers raven locki, ..
. Ere he sped to & far-off land :
Ki.s me !' sho said, in sweotost tone, -;
And leave thy truest love with me !
Jly heart shall blend its own with thine,
And bring them both unchanged to the.
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'JClst me '.' said a dying boy,
As a tear strayed down his pallid cheek,
And nearer drew his sister's ear,
' TO catch that voice, so soft and weak :
Kiss mo !' ho said. 'I'm dying now.
As f ado the eun-sct Lacs of even;
But, 'sister,' I will watch for thee
. And meet thee at tho gates of heaven !'
A "WONDERFUL STORY.
The following wonderful story appeared sev
eral years ago, from the pen of an unknown
author: ; -.-
The other morning at the breakfast tabic,
our friend, the Hon. John O. Calhoun, seem
ed very 'much troubled and out of spirits.
You know he is altogether a venerable man,
with a hard, stern, Scotch-Irish face, softened
In its expression around the month by a sort
of a sad smile, which wins the hearts of all
who. converse with him. His hair is snow
white. He is tall, thin, and angular. lie re
minds you very much of Old Hickory. That
he is honest, no one doubts ; he has sacrificed
to his fatalism his brightest hopes of political
advancement has oflered up on the shrine of
that necessity he worships, all that can excite
ambition even the Presidency of the United
States. " : '
Cut to my story. The other morning at the
breakfast table, where I, an unobserved spec
tator, happened to be present, Calhoun was
observed to gaze frequently at his right hand,
and brush it with his left in a hurried and Der
vous manner, lie did this so often that it ex
cited attention. . At length ono of the persons
composing the breakfast party his name, I
think, is Toombs, and he is a member of Con
gress from Georgia took upr.n himself to ask
the occasion of Mr. Calhoun's disquietude.
"Doesyour hand pain you ?" he asked of
Mr. C.
To tliis Mr. Calhoun replied, in rather a
flurried manner :
"Pshaw ! It is nothing more than a dream
I had last night, and which makes me sec per
petually a large black spot like an ink blotch
upon the back of my right hand. An opti
cal illusion I suppose."
Of course these words excited tho curiosity
of flic company, but no ono ventured to en
quire the details of this singular dream, until
Toombs asked quietly
""What was your dream like? I'm not very"
superstitious about, dreams; but sometimes
they havo a great deal of truth in them."
"Bpt this was such a peculiarly absurd
dream," said Mr. Calhoun, again brushing the
back of his right hand; "however, if it does not
intrude too much on the time of our friends,
I will relate it to you."
Of course the company were profuse in their
expressions of anxiety to know all abouj: the
dream. In his singularly sweet voice, Mr. C.
related it :, ; i
"At a lato hour last night, as I was sitting
"In my room engaged in writing, I was aston
ished by the entrance of a visitor, who, with
out a word, took a scat opposite me at my ta
ble. This, surprised me, as I had given par
ticular orders to the servant that I should on
no account be disturbed. Tho manner in
which the intruder entered, so perfectly self
possessed, taking his seat opposite me, with
out a word, as thongh my room and all within
it belonged to him, excited in mc as much sur
prise as indignation. As I raised my head to
look into bis features, over the top of my sha
ded lamp, I discovered that he was wrapped in
a thin cloak, which effectually concealed his
face and features from my view. And a3 I
raised my bead bo spoko :" - : - - .
"AVhat are you writing, Senater from South
'Carolina?' - "'''
"I did not think of Ins impertinence at
first, but auswercd him voluntarily:"- -'
"I am writing a plan for the dissolution of
iho American Union, (you know, gentlemen,
that I am expected to produce a plan of disso
lution in the event of certain contingencies.")
'To this the intruder replied, in tho coolest
manner possible : 'Senator from South Caroli
na, will you allow mc to look at your right
, band your right band ?' "
"lie roso, the cloak fell, and I beheld his
face. Gentlemen, the sight of that face struck
mo liko a thunder clap..- It was the faco of a
dead man, whom extraordinary events had
called back to life. Tho features weie those
of General Geoece "Washing tox I lie was
dressed in tha Revolutionary costume, such as
you sco in the Patent Office."-' . ,
Hera Mr, Calhoun paused, apparently agita
ted. His agitation, I need not tell you, was
shared by the company. Toombs at length
broke the embarrassing pause : ; r .
"W-c-1-1, w-e-1-1, what was the Issue or this
scene?" ' ' "' '
Mr. Calhoun resumed: - f '
"The intruder, as I have said, rose and ask
ed to look at my right hand. Tho truth; as I
felt a strange thrill pervade me at his touch ;
he grasped the light, thus affording me full
time to examine every feature. It was the
the face of Washingtou! ' Gentlemen, I shud
dered as I beheld the horrible dead-alive look
of that visage. After holding my hand for a
moment, he looked at ie steadily, and said in
a qniet way: 'And with this right hand, Sena
tor from South Carolina, yon would sign your
name to a paper declaring the American
Uniondissolved ?"
"I answered in tho affirmative. 'Yes,' I
said, if a certain contingency arises, I will
sign my name to the Declaration of Dissolu
tion.' But at that moment a black blotch ap
peared on the back of my right hand an inky
blotch which I seem to see now. '"What is
that V said I, alarmed, I know not why, at
the blotch on my hand."
"That," said he, dropping my hand, "is tho
mark by which Benedict Arnold is known in
the next world !" '
"He said no more, gentlemen, but drew
from beneath his cloak an olject which he
laid on the tabic laid it upon the very paper
on which I was writing. Tho olject, gentle
men, was a skeleton."
"There," said he, "there are the bones of
Isaac Ilayne, who was hung at Charleston by
the British. He gave his life in order to es
tablish tho Unin.' When yon put your name
to a Declaration of Dissolution, why you may
as well have the bones of Isaac Hayne beforo
you ; he was a South Carolinian, and scaro
you. But there w-as no blotch on his hand."
"With theso words the intruder left the
room. I started back from the contact 'with
the dead man's bones, and awoke. Overworn
by labor I had fallen asleep and had been
dreaming. Was it not a singular dream ?"
All the company answered in tho affirma
tive, and Toombs muttered: "Singular, very
singular," and at the same time looking curi
ously at the back of bis right band, while Mr.
Calhoun placed his head between his hands
and seemed buried in thought.
IMPORTANT FR03I CIIINA.
DiFFicrtTT at IIoxo Kosc The steamer
America brings intelligence of the arrest of
Capt. Nichols, of the American ship Reindeer,
by the British authorities, for an alleged as
sault on one of his crew. It seems that a fine
was laid on Capt. Nichols, which was paid by
Mr. Edward Gassctt, against the wishes of the
Captain, the U. S. consul, and many other A
moricans, and in consequence the feeling a
gainst Mr. Gassett was very strong. The
American citizens at Hong Kong . are unani
mous in their approval of the action pursued
by the United States Consul, James Kccnau,
Esy., and have addressed to him a letter to
that c licet. From this letter, which we find in
the Boston Courier of January 22J, we make
the following extract :
A brief review of this case may be impor
tant : An American ship arrives in the har
bor of Hong Kong in the lawful pursuit of her
business. One of her crew lawfully shipped
in the United States "-signing the articles to
make the voyage and return to the United
States deserts the vessel and after an absence
of some days, comes on board, behaves in a
mutinous and outrageous manner towards his
superior officers, is placed in irons, and, ne
cessarily, from his resistance to the proper au
thorities, treated with severity. Suddenly, in
the absence of the captain, an armed police
force boards the ship, takes from confinement
the person spoken of, and, without exhibiting
"warrant or aulhoiity," conveys him on shore
Then a warrant is issued for the captaiu for
assault and battery against this rescued priso
ner, a suit instituted, and judgment, under a
protest of the United States consul, given,
sentencing the captain to pay fifty dollars to
the Queen and twenty-five dollars to tho plain
tiff, or the defendant to go to jail.
Under these circumstances the United States
consul places the Captain under the protection
of tho United States steam frigate Powhattan,
and we cordially support him in his course of
action. We consider that the American prin
ciple of the denial of the "right of search,"
and that the "American flag and American
law," protect the American citizen when on
just and lawful occupation, has been ably and
patriotically carried out by the United Sfatei
Consul in this matter. We also solemnly and
firmly protest against the assumption of a for
eign power which assumes to take from and
protect the subordinate of an American ship
against hig superior, w hen that superior simply
performs his duty in disciplining his ship un
der" the United States laws and bo protests
against a foreign power setting at naught the
laws of the United States, and assuming to
control the internal regulations of an Ameri
can ship, arid we r respectfully, appeal to our
country to protect us in so serious a position.
A little fellow, not more thau five years old,
bearing some gentlemen at his farther's table
discussing the familiar line
'An honest man's tho noblest work of God,'
he said ho knew it wasn't true his mother
was better than any maij that was ever made.
: INCIDENT IN SCHOOL LIFE.
Years ago, when I was a boy, it was custom
ary and probably is now to some extent among
district schools in the country, to have spell
ing schools during the winter term. Theso
gatherings were anticipated with great inter
est by the scholars, as at those times was de
cided who was the best speller. Occasionally
one school would visit another for a test of
scholarship in this respect. Ah ! how the lit
tle hearts would throb, and big ones thump,
in their anxiety to beat the whola.
Once on a time, a neighboring school sent
word to ours, that on a certain day in the af
ternoon they would meet in our schoolhouse
for one of those contests. As the timo was
short,'most of tho other studies were suspend
ed, and at school arid at homo in the evenings,
all hands wero studying to master the mono
syllables, dissyllables, abbreviations, &c, &c,
which tho spelling books contained.
At length the day arrived, and as our visit
ors were considered rather superiors, our
cares and anxieties were proportionably great.
The scholars were ranged in a standing posi
tion, on opposite sides of the house, and the
words pronounced to each side alternately,
and the scholar that "missed" sat down. His
game was up.
It did not take long to thin the ranks on
both sides. In a short time our school had
bat eight on the floor, and theirs but six. Af
ter a few rounds, the contest turned in their
favor, as they had four standing to our two.-
For a long time it seemed as though those six
had the books "by heart." At length the
number was reduced to one on each side. Our
visitors wero represented by an accomplished
young lady, whose parents had recently arri
ved in town, and ours by myself, a ragged lit
tle boy of ten summers, who had set up night
after night while my mother, with no other
light than that produced by pine knots, pro
nounced my lessons to me. Tho interest of
the spectators was excited .to the highest
pitch, as word after word, was spelled by each.
At length the young lady missed, and I stood
alone. Her teacher said she did not under
stand the word. She declared she did, that
the honor was mine, and that I richly deserv
ed it." That was a proud moment for me. I
had spelled down both schools and was decla
red victor. My cheeks burned and my brain
was dizzy with excitement.
. Soon as the school was dismissed, my corn
petit ress came and sat down by side and con
gratulated me on my success, inquired my
name and age, and also flatteringly predicted
my future success in life.
Unaccustomed to such attentions, I doubt
less ucted as most little boys would under
such circumstances, injudiciously. At this
juncture Master G., the sou of the rich man of
our neighborhood, tauntingly said to me, in
the presence of my lair friend and a number
of the boys from tho other school ;
"O, yon needn't feel so big your folks are
poor, and your father is a drunkard."
; I was happy no more I was a drunkard's
sm and how could I look my new friends in
the face. My heart 6eemed to riso in my
throat, and almost suffocate me. Tho hot
tear3 scalded my eyes but I kept them back;
and soon as possible, quietly slipped away
from my companions, procured my dinner
basket, and unobserved, left the scene of my
triumph and disgrace, with a heavy heart for
my home. But what a home ! "My folks
were poor, and my father was a drunkard!"
But why should I be reproached for that ? I
could not prevent my father's drinking, and,
assisted and encouraged by my mother, I had
done all I could to assist her in her worse
than widowhood.
Boy as I was, I inwardly resolved never to
taste of liquor, and that I would show Master
Q. that if I was a drunkard's son, I would yet
stand as high as he did. But all my resolves
could not alloy the knawing grief and vexa
tion produced by bis haughty words and taunt
ing manner. In this frame of mind my heart
and head aching, my eyes red and swollen
I reached home. My mcther saw at onco that
I was in trouble, and inquired tho cause. I
buried my faco m her lap and bur&t into tears.
Mother seeing my . grief, waited until I told
her what bad happened, and added passionate
ly, "I wish father wouldn't bo a drunkard, so
wo could be respected as other folks."
At first, mother seemed almost overwhelm
ed, but quickly rallying, eaid :
"My sou, I fuel very sorry for you, and re
gret that your feelings have been so injured.
G. has twitted you about things you cannot
help. But never mind, my son.. Be always
honest ; never taste a drop of intoxicating li
quor; study and improve your mind. Depend
on your own energies, trusting in God, and
you will, if your life is spared, make a useful
and respected man. .1 wish your father, when
sober, could have witnessed this scene, and
realized the Borrow his course brings on us oil.
But keep a bravo heart, my son. ; Remember
you are responsible only for your own faults.
Pray God to keep you, and don't grieve for
the thoughtless and unkind reproaches that
may be cast on your father's account.". ".'
. This lesson of my blessed mother, I trust,
was not lost upon me. Nearly forty years
bave gone since that day, and I have passed
many trying scenes, but none ever mado no
strong an impression on my feelings as that
heartless remark of G.'s. It was so unjust
and so uncalled for. Now, boys, always treat
your master with kindness. Never induigo
in taunting remarks .towards any one", and re
member, that tho son of a poor man, and even
of a drunkard,, may have sensibilities as keen
as your own. - . " . . 4
But there is another part of this scry- The
other day a gentleman called, at it - of
business, and asked if I knew him., you
remember said- be, 6it being at t epelling
school at a' certain-: time, and" a , rudo 'and
thoughtless boy, twitting you of poverty and
being a drunkard's son ?"
"I do, most distinctly said I.
- "Well continued the gentleman, "I am
that boy. There has not probably a month of
my life passed since then, but I bave thought
of that remark with regret and sham, and as
I am about leaving for California, perhaps to
end my days there, I could not go without
calling on you, and asking your forgiveness
for that act." Boys, I gavo him my hand in
token of my forgiveness. Did I do right ?
iou all sayryes. Well then, let me close as
I began. Boys, never twit another for what
he cannot help. Buffalo Courier.
TrTE CRIMEA 200 YEARS AGO.
A curious book published at Rouen, in the
French language, in the year 1CG2, entitled "A
Description of the Ukraine, including several
provinces of the Kingdom of Poland," has ac
cidentally fallen under our eye. The name of
the author, as it appears on the title page, is
Sieur de Beauplan. The book contains also
an interesting account of the Crimea, and of
tho race of Tartars who inhabited it two hun
dred years ago. We translate the following in
reference to their manners and customs :
"The Tartars remain .several days, after they
are born, without opening their eyes, like dogs
and other animals. They are not of high stat
ure. Tho tallest is only of moderate size.'
Their form is rather blender, but their limbs
are large. They have broad shoulders, a short
neck, a large head, a face almost round, and a
broad forehead. Their eyes are always half
closed; they are very black. They have a
short no3e, and rather a small mouth. Their
teeth are as whito as ivory. j Thoy have a
swarthy complexion, and hair very black, and
as coarse as horse's hair. In fine, they have
altogether a different physiognomy from the
Christians. This you would observe at the
first glance. In their physiognomy and form
they resemble the Indians of America, and es
pecially those who are called Caribees. They
are all brave soldiers. . They are not easily fa
tigued, and they bear without much suffering
the cha'nges of the climate. The mothers
bathe their children every day in water in
which salt has been dissolved, in order to har
den their" skin and render them less sensible
to the cold."
The author thus describes, In another part
of the work, the manner in which the Cossacks
of thoso days mado love :
"Here, then, contrary to the custom of all
other countries, may be seen young girls ma
king love to young in, and a superstition
very prevalent among thcin, and carefully ob
served, causes them scarcely ever to miss their
object and, indeed, renders them more suro of
success than tho man would be, should the
latter attempt tho wooing. They proceed
somewhat after the following manner : The
maiden goes to the house of the father of the
young man whom sho loves, whon she thiuks
the family all together, and says on entering,
Pomegabogy which means, 'God bless you.'
Sho pays her complimeuts to him who has
made so great au impression upon her heart,
and tells him she thinks he will know how to
govern and love his wife. 'Thy noblo quali
ties,' she continues, 'have led me to pray thee
veo' humbly to accept me for thy wife.' She
then asks the father and mother to consent to
thj marriage. If she received a refusal or
some excuso, as that he is too young, and not
yet ready to marry, she answers that she will
not depart until be has espoused her. Thus
sho perseveres and persists in remaining until
she has obtaiued a favorable answer to her de
mands. After several weeks, tho father and
mother arc not only constrained to give their
consent, but also to persuade their son to look
upon her more favorably. At tho same time,
the young man. seeing the maiden so deter
mined in her affection for him, begins to re
gard her as the one who is destined to be the
companion of his life's journey. Finally bo
prays his father and mother to permit him to
espouse her. Thus she accomplishes her pur
pose, and the entire family, through fear of
incurring tho wrath of God by expelling her
from their house, arc constrained to give their
consent to tho union." Boston Times.
A StlQHT MiSCXDEESTAJfDIXG.'
pious
minister, after lecturing a Sunday
r schoo
ool class
in a most edifying manner, proposed to close
the exercises by singing "J ordan,". meaning
the hymn, 'On Jordan's stormy banks I stand.'
The worthy man was horrified by hearing the
whole school immediately strike up, "Jordan
am a hard road to travel, I believe."
A Hard Road To Tsavel-A. wag in De
troit had been, taking liberties,,with the repu
tation of the- Pontiac railroad, lie was asked
whether be knew of an accident on that road,
and replied."""Never but once a jiniddlo a
ged gentleman loft Pontiac railroad for Detroit,
and died of old age at Birmingham half-way."
A DANGEROUS PRIESTHOOD.
If there is one social duty devolved upon
the spiritual advisers of the people which they
arc bound to fulfil more conscientiously than
another, it is the setting of a bright cxaniple
in tho domestic relations. That religion is
worth but little which does not follow us into
the private circle, and regulate our conduct in
all tho duties of life. It is but a mockery of
worship that contents itself with idle mumme
ries, outside- show and hollow sentimcnlalism,
honoring God only in tho imposing ceremonies
of the sanctuary, bat forgetting to do him rev
erence where it conflicts with our own selfish
passions and interests. ......
The ministerial office 13 ordained of heaven,
not simply to proclaim from tho pulpit and at
tho bed of the sick, and dyingi the truths of
the gospel and the way of salvation, but to in
fluence by a holy life tho mass . of mankind,
and to awaken in the heart a lively sense of
the responsibilities of every hnman being.' It
is tho rectitude of our lives the conscientious
discharge of the duties wo owo to ourselves
aud to those with whom we arc brought in re
lation which alone establishes the sincerity
of our faith and our claim to the character of
a christian. We 6npport a priesthood to but
Uttle purpose, If they fail to illustrate this
truth if, instead of becoming a shining light
to others, their conduct i but a scandal to tho
faith they profess.
The ministry of all Trotestant denomina
tions, whatever be the diflerence in their reli
gious creeds, are beyon l reproach in the re
lations of private life. They all recognize the
binding obligations of the institution of mar
riage enforce its divine sanctions and duties,
and show by their example, the truth and beau
ty of the domestic ties. It was a bold, but
manly and glorious service which Luther dared
to do for the Christian world, when he shook
off the absurd'thraldom of Rome, and entered
tho holy bans of wedlock with an abused and
persecuted nun. ' Since that great day of e
mancipation from a vicious and ridiculous dog
ma, the Protestant priesthood havo nobly il
lustrated the advantage to the Church of a
ministry admitted to all the sanctities of the
social relations, and acquitting themselves of
their solemn responsibilities as husbands and
fathers, as citizens and men, in snch a manner
as to command the commendation of the world.
In contrast with them, how nnnatural appears
the position of the priesthood of Rome. Shut
out from the enjoyment of the purest and ho
liest ties of lifa condemned to a life of celib
acy, and brought into the freest and most con
fidential communion with persons of the oppo
site sex, they would be more than human if
they were not sometimes tempted to overstep
the barrier of virtue and decorum. Subject
to a tyrannous restraint in respect to the con
tract of marriage, and yet tolerated in the con
stant gratification of unlawful passions ex
posed to perpetual temptations in tho discharge
of the priestly offic-r, yet shielded from pun
ishment or public reprobation by the supersti
tions of his victims, tho Romish priest is a
sort of unnatural blot on the face of society
a monstrosity standing ever in the way of so
cial progress and improvement, and interpo
sing a grievous check to the amenities and tho :
inviolable secrecies of domestic life.
What must that religion bo which winks at
the most atrocious violations of the social vir
tues, from the highest to tho lowest dignita
ries of the church ? What shall be said of tho
character of a cosmopolitan hierarchy which
throws upon the community a body of men
debarred from the holiest domestic tips, yet
unscrupulous in morals and spurning the con
trol of conventional proprieties 1 Is it any
wonder that thera is a wide-spread horror
throughout Protestant communities of the
machinations of a priesthood thus exempted
from the ordinary claims of decency and mo
rality, to say nothing of the restraints of re
ligion ?. Happily for the future welfare of our
country, the priests cf Rome cannot conceal
their iniquities from the glaring light of truth.
Tho eyes of a free people arc fastened upon
them, the searching scrutiny of a free press
and free speech is an . ordeal through which
they cannot pass unscathed. If left to recruit
their ranks .from men born on the soil, we
might hopo that they would soon be forced to
conform to the wholesome dictates of public
opiuion, and to regulato their lives in accord
ance with tho promptings of a religion unde
fined by admixture with human frailties. So
long as Ireland continues to be tho fruitful
nnrsery.of tho dangerous priesthood, and to
furnish to all the world the zealous and jesuit
ical disciples and apostles of tho papacy, Rome
may preserve ber lordly sway over the minds
of the ignorant multitude. But while tho in
telligent voice of a free people dominates on
American soil, there is little real danger that
thi3 vicious priesthood can maintain intact tho
aacendaucy which it now exercises Yer our
foreign population. Tho inevitable result of a
long residence in this country, is to emanci
pate the intellect and enlighten tho prejudices
of the Irish emigrants to our shores so that
there is a limit beyond which they will not
bow the knee to their present masters. If, as
Mr. Daniel Ullman predicts, an independent
Catholic church is one day to be established
in the United States, our correspondent is pro
bably right in saying that we shall hav "no
Pope, no "Archbishop," but a Church compar
atively exempt from hierarchal 'control and
from many cf the absurd dogmas and . hollow
mockeries of Romanism. X. Y. Mirror.
BANCROFT ON POPERY.
The distinguished historian of the United
States is not a Calvanist, bnt a Unitarian. Let
us bear him describe tho manner in which Pa
pists 'tolerate' Protestants in tho only examplot
In which they exercised supreme control at ait
early day within the limits of these States.
In the first volume of Bancroft is to bo
found an account of the niassacjo of the
French Protestants at May rivor, in East Flo-
rida, in 1GG3, by Melendcr, who announced
himself in these w ords : ' "I am Melender,
sent by the King of Spain with strict orders
to gibbet and behead all Protestants in this re
gion. Tho Frenchman who is a Catholic I
will spare, but every Protestant shall die."
Bancroft says: "The captives with their
hands tied behind thorn, were marched tow
ards St. Angnstine like a flock of sheep driv
en to the slaughter. As they approached tho
fort a signal was given, and amidst the sound
of trumpets and drums the Spaniards fell up
on tho unhappy men who had confided in
their humanity and who ould offer no rcsisti
ance. A few Catholics were spared, some nm--chanics
were reserved as slaves, tho rest wero
massacred, not as Frenchmen but as Calvan
ists." The whole number of victims is said
by the French, to have been about 900.
The Papal power throughout the world may
be traced in lines of blood. ' "Its monuments .
arc the bones of thoso it has slain in cruel
gore. Its voico has ever uttered maledictions
on thoso who would not espouse Its enormities
and submit to its sensualities. Tho rod of op
pression has been ono of its most powerful, as
it has been of its most destructive weapons.
It has from the first been arrayed against gen
eral progress. It is so now.. Its fear is to ed-
ucate the masses its hope and cflort to keep ,
them in ignorance. Even its bishops do not j
hesitate to belie history for the purpose of i
misleading its victims.-Pres&yferfan.f Jrocac.
Axecdote of the New Coatlaix. The '
Reverend ITenry Clay Dean, tho present Chap-
lain to the United States Senate, some years
ago was a resident of northwestern Yirginia.
While preaching one day at a church situa
ted a few miles from Fairmount, be was an
noyed by the inattention of bis congregation
as manifested in turning their heads to see all
who came in. . -" " i
"Brethren," said he," it is very difficult to-,
preach when thus interrupted. Now, do you ,
listen to me, and I will tell you the name of
every man as ho enters the church." " .
Of course, this remark attracted universal
attention.
Presently some one entered. . '
"William Satterfield !" called out the prea
cher, while that "brother" was astonished be
yond measure, and endeavored in vain to guess
what was the matter. t -
Another person came in. . ;
"Brother Joseph Miller !" bawlod tho prea
cher, with alike result ; and so, perhaps, In
other cases. - -
After a while the congregation were amazed
at healing tho preacher call out In a loud
voice ....
"A little old man with a blue coat and a
white hat on I Don't know who ho ia ! Yon
may look for yourselves. "
Pat's Dream. Two sons of tho green and
glorious isle met a day or two 6ince, and thus
colloquized:
"Good morning, Pat." , .
"Good morning Dennis."
Dennis. "How is it wid ye, Tat ? ye eamo
In a quandry." ,
Pat. "Bcdad, but it's all right ye are with
out knowing it, for it's in that same I am. It's
a provoking dhrame I've had." . .
Dennis. "A dhramo 1 was it a good or a
bad one ?" -
Pat. "Bad luck, but it was a little of both.
I dhramed I was wid . the Pope, who was as
great a gintleman as any boy in the district ;
and ho axed mo would I dhrink. Thinks I,
would a duck swim ? aud seem the Inishowen.
and the sugar on the side -board, 1 tould him I
would'ct mind taken a woe dhrap of punch.
Cowld or hot f 63ys the pope. . Hot, says I,
and wid that he stepped down to the kitchen
for the hot water; bet before be got bacfc I
woke up, and now its disthrossin' no to think
I uid'nt take it cowld." , "
A Bouxcer. Mr. John Lawrence Bazlcr, in
the Louisville Times, offers to bet from $2009
to $30,000, that he can do as follows : Jump
Svo feet further on a dead level than any man
in Kentucky three feet further than any man
in the United States one foot further than
any man in the world-or that ho can stand flat
footed upon the earth and leap a brick wall fif
teen feet high and four thick. -
1 The best cough mixture that has yet beov;
made consists of a pair of thick boots, mixed . ;
with lots of air and plenty of exercise. .Peo
ple who hug tha stovo . and grow lean wiil
please take notice. . - - -
. The old gentleman who undertook to take
the twist ,out of the . Maelstrom, has gone out-:
West to whitewash the -Rocky, Mountaias. ?
ne goes in for largo jobs.