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TERMS OF THE " AMERICAX."
TUB VETO.
When Johnny Bull demands Mac Cloud,
And struts and atnmps, with language loud,
The Fox will have to tktte O ;
And Uncle 8am. upon my life,
Will reason with a Bowie knife,
And stab him with a veto.
When Uncle Sam asked Pailey Vous,
To pay him up the spoils then due,
The merchants' losa to meet O ;
Saya he, if you don't answer me,
I'll grease you with old Hickory,
And slap on you veto.
When Uncle Sam a courting went,
Mias Caroline gave consent,
And smiled her lord to meet O ;
But soon the breeches she would toat,
On him she put a petticoat, (
And choak'd him with a veto,
When'er I see a lady fair,
Ju-t married, pull her husband's hair;
And him with passion greet O ;
I'm apt to think she rules the roast,
And tickles him with tea and toast,
Made up into a veto.
When I behold a dandy brave,
Stup'd by his tailor on the pave,
So beautiful and neat O :
If he should aiy, I've got no "ouilt,"
I cannot sign these bankrupt biilt,
I'll swear that is a veto.
If to the Bar a poet gne,
To wet hia throat and warm his toes,
No cash the wine to meet O ;
If then I hear the words "you must
Pay up, I can no longer trust,"
Oh ! Lord, that is a veto.
When to a lady f.iir you bow,
And breathe her many a tender vow,
And get in love so sweet O ;
If she should say, you are a fool,
And point you to a pubic school,
Ah ! that's a matchless veto.
One day a lady with a fop,
In South, near Market, chanced to drop
Her bustle in the street O ;
The boys, all gathering round to grieve,
Swore 'twas the ariake that tempted Eve,
But no 'twas Nature's veto.
MlLrOKD Babu.
From the Democratic Review.
DEATH IX THE SCOOL-UOO.M.
A FACT.
Ting a ling-ling-ling, went the little bell on the
eichei's desk of a village school one morning,
vhen the studies of an earlier part of the day were
ibout half completed. It was well understood that
his was a command of silence and attention ; and
when those had been obtained the master spoke.
lie was a low, thick-set man, and his name was
Lugare.
"Boys," said he, "I have had a complaint enter
ed, that last night some of you were stealing fiuit
from Mr. Nichols's garden. I rather think I know
the thief. Tim Barker, atep up here, sir."
The one to whom he spoke came furwar J. lie
v&s a light, f.iir looking boy of about fourteen , and
lis face had a laughing, good humored expression,
which even tho charge now preferred against him,
ind the stern tone and threatening look of the
.eacher, had not entirely dissipated. The coun-
enance of the boy, however, was too unearthly i'air
"or health ; it had nowithstanding ita fWl.y, cheer
ul look, a aingular cast, as if some inward, disease,
ind that a fearful one, were cea.-d wi' uin. As tho
tripling stood before that place of judgement that
place, so often made ihe sc'.na of heartless and
:oarse brutality, of timid ir.r.ocence confused, help
ess childhood outraijc.',, in j gcntle feelings crushed
Lugare looked on him with a frown, which
plainly told that h.e ftt j no very pleasant mood.
Happily a wc ,,jer lnj more philosophical system
s proving t men ln,t Khools can be governed bet
er than '0y isi,es, and tears, and sighs. We are
waxing towsril that consummation when one of the
''.j fashioned achoulmasters, with his cowhide, hi
heavy birch rod, and his many ingenious methods
of child torture, will be gaied upon as a scorn-d
memento of an ignorant, cruel, and exploded doc
trine. May propitious gales speed that day !
"Were you by Mr. Nicholas garden fence last
night 1" said Lugare.
"Yes, sir," answeicd the boy, "I was."
"Well sir, I am g11' to fl"J vou 10 rf,Jy w"n
your confession. And so you thought you could
do a Utile robbing, and enjoy yourself in a manner
you ought to be ashamed to own, without being pun
i.hed, did you 1"
"I have not been robbing," replied the boy quick
ly. His face was suffused, whether with resent
v
nient or fright, it was difficult to tell. "And I
did'nt do aoy thing last night that I'm ashamed to
own."
No impudence," exclaimed the teacher, pas
sionately, as he grasped a long and heavy rattan ;
m none of vour sharp speeches, or I'll
thrash you till you lg like a dog."
The youngster's face paled a little j his lip quiv-
ered, but he diU not speak.
"And pray, air," continued Lugare, aa the out
ward aigna of wrath diaappeared from hia feutuiee.
What were you about the garden for ! Peihaps
you only received the plunder, and had an accom
plice to do the more dangerous part of the job V
"I went that way because it is on my way homo. I
I was there again afterward to meet an acquain
tance ; and and but I did r.ot go into the gar
den, nor take any thing away from it. I would
not steal, hardly to aave myself from starving."
"You bad better have stuck to that last evening.
You were seer., Tim Barker, to come from under
Mr. Nichols's garden fence, a little after nine o'
clock, with a bag full of something or other over
your ahoulders. The bag had every appearance of
being filled with fruit, and this morning the melon
beds are found to have been completely cleared.
Now, air, what was there in that bag 1"
Like fire itself glowed the face of the detected
lad. He spoke not a word. All the school had
their eyea directed at him. The perspiration ran
down his white forehead like rain drops.
"Speak, sir !" exclaimed Lugare with a loud
strike of his rnttsn on the desk.
The boy looked as if he would faint. But the
unmerciful teacher, confidont of having brought to
light a criminal, and exulting in the idea of the se
vere chastisement he should now be justified in in
flicting, kept working himself up to a alill greater
and greater degree of passion. In the meantime,
the hoy secmeil hardly to know what to do with him
self. His tongue cleavej to the roof of his mouth.
Either he was very much frightened, or he was ac
tually unwell.
"Speak, I say," again thundered Lugare, and
his hand, grasping his rattan, towered above his
head in a very significant manner.
"I hardly can, air," said the poor fellow faintly.
His voice was hu?ky and thick. "I will tell y iu
some some other time. Please to let me go to
my aeat I an't well."
"Oh yes, that's very likely," and Mr. Lugare
bulged out his nose and cheeka with contempt.
"Do you think to make mo believe your lies!
I've found you out, sir, plainly enough, and I am
satisfied that you are as precious a little villian as
there is in the State. But I will postpone settling
with you for an hour yet. I shall call you up a-
gain: and if you don't tell the whole truth then,
I will give you something that'll make you remem
ber Mr. Nicholoa s melons for many a month to
come go to your seat."
Glad enough of the ungracious permission, and
answering not a sound, the child crept tremblingly
to bis bench. He felt very strsngely dizzy more
as if he was in a dicam than in real life, and laying
his arms on his desk, bowed down his face between
them. The pupils turned to their accustomed stu
dies, for during the reign of Lugate in the village
school, they had been used so to scenes of violence
and aevere chastisement, that such things made but
little interruption in the tenor of their way
"ISow, wliile ttie intervening hour la passing
wo will clear up tho mystery of the Lag, and ol
young Duiker being under the garden fence on tho
proceeding night. Tho boy's molhit waa a wi
dow, and they both had to live in the very narrow
est limits. His fuiher had died when he wa? ii
years old, and littlo Tim was left a sickly euiacia'
ted infant, whom no one expected to live laiiy
sweet fountains in which children's breasts ever
open quickly at the call of gentleness and kind
words, he waa feared by all for hia sternness, and
loved by none. I would that he were an isolated
instance in his profession.
The hour of grace had drawn to a close, and tho
time approached at which it was usual for Lugare
to gie his school a joyfully received dismission.
Now and then one of the scholars would direct a
furtive glance at Tim, sometimes in indifference
or inquiry. 1 hey Knew mat no would nave no
mercy ahown him, and though most of them loved
him, whipping was too common there to exact
much sympathy. Every inquiring glance, howev
er, remained unsatisfied, for at the end of the hour
Tim remained with his faco completely hidden, and
hia head bowed in his arms, precisely as he had
leaned himself when he first went to his seat. Lu
gare looked at the boy occasionally with a scowl
which seemed to bode vengeance for his aullenness.
At length the last class had been heard, and the
last lesson recited, and Lugare seated himself be
hind his desk on the platform, with his longest and
stoutest rattan before him.
"Now, Barker," he said, 'we'll settle that little
business of yours. Just step up here.
Tim did not move. The school-room wai as atill
as the grave. JNot a sound, was to be neoru ex
cept occasionally a lonn drawn breath.
Mind me, air, or it will be the worse for you.
Step up here a n J t.ike off your jacket !"
The boy did not atir any more than if ha had
been of wood. Lugare shook with passion. He
sat still a minute, aa if considering the be.t way to
wreak hia vengeance. That minute, pas-ed in
deathlike silence, was a fearful one for some of the
children, for their facea whitened with fright. It
seemed, as it slowly dropped awsy, like the minute
which precedrs the climsx of an exquisitely per-
formed tragedy, when soma mighty master of the
histronic art is treading the stage, and you and the
multitude around you are waiting with stretch'd
nerves and suspended breath, in expectation of the
terrible catastrophe.
"Tim ia asleep, sir," at length said one of the
boys who sat near him.
Lugare, at this intelligence, allowed his fcslures
to relax from their expression of savage anger into
a smile, but that smile looked more malignant, if
possible, than hia former scowls. It might be that
he felt amused at the horror depicted on the faces
of those about him : or it might be that he waa gloat
ing in pleasure on the way in which be intended to
wake the poor little slumberer.
'Asleep, are you, my young gentleman !" anid he,
let us see if we can't find something to tickle your
eyea open. There's nothing litjo making the best
of a bud case, boys. T'Tn, here, is determined not
to be worried in b's mind about a little flogging, for
tho thought of it can't even keep the little scoun
drel awatf,"
Lugaio smiled again as he made the last observa
tion. Ho grasped his raitan firmly and descended
from his seat. Wlla ligtil anu steanny sier s ne
crossed the room, and Blood by the unlucky sleeper.
months. To the surprise of all, hgv-evei, (he poor The boy was still as unconscious of his impending
child kept alive, and seemed In, recover his health,
us he certainly did his si'j aJ cooj looks. This
was owing to the k'',d oP.'ices of an eminent physi-
cian, who had a country seat in the neighborhood,
and who d been interested in the widow's littlo
fami'y, r-jrni l,e physician suid, might possibly
outgrow his disease, but every thing was uncertain.
It was a mysterious and baffling malady; and
it would not be wonderful if he should in some mo
ment of apparent health be suddenly taken away.
The poor widow was at first in a continual stute of
uneasiness, but several years had now passed, and
none of the impending rvils had fallen upon the
boy's head. His mother seemed to feel confident
that he would live, and be a help and honor to hrr
old age, and the two struggled on together mutual
ly happy in each other, and enduiing much poverty
and discomfort without repining, each for the other's
sake.
Tim's pleasant disposition had made him many
fiienda in the village, and among the rest a young
farmer, named Jones, who with his elder brother
worked a large firm on shares. Jones voiy fre
quently made Tim a present of a bag of potatoes or
coin, or some garden vegetables, which he lok
from his own stock ; but as his partner was a par
aimonious, high tempered man, and had often said
that Tim was an idle fellow, and ought not to be
helped because he did not work, Jones generally
made hia gifts in such a manner thl no one knew
any thing about them except himself and the grate.
ful oljt cts of his kindness. It m ght be, too, that
the widow waa loth to have it understood by the
neighbors that she received food from any one, fir
there is often an excusable pride in people of her
condition, which made them shrink from being con
sidered as objerts of "charity," as they would from
the severest pains. On Ihe night in question, Tim
had been told that Jonea would send them a bag of
punishment as ever. He mihl be dicaming aome
golden dream of youth and pleasure ; perhaps he
was far away in the world of fanry, seeing scenes,
unJ feeling delights which cold reality never can
bestow. Lugare lifted his rattan high over his head
and with a true anl expert aim which he had ac
quired by long practice, brought it down on Tim's
back with a foice and whacking sound which seem
ed sufficient to awake a freezing man in hia last le
thargy. Quick and fist, blow followed blow. With
out waiting to see the effect of the first cut, the bru
tal wretch plied his instrument of torture first on
one side of the boy's back, and then on the ether,
and only stopped at tho end of a few minutes from
verv weariness, still J im MioweJ no signs oi mo
tion ; and as Lugare, provoked at his torpidity, jei-
ked away one of the child's arms, on which he bad
been leaning over the desk, hia head dropped down
on the board with a dull sound, and his face lay
turned up and exposed to view. When Lugare
saw it, he stood like one transfixed by a basilisk.
his countenance turned to a leaden whiteness; the
rattan dropped from his grasp ; and his eyes, stretch
ed wide of en, glared as at some monstrous specta
cle of horror and death. 1 he aweat started in
great gbibules seemingly from every pore in his
face; his skinny lips contracted, and showed his
teeib; and when he at length stretched forth Ins
arm, and with the end of one of his fingers touched
the child's cheek, each limb quivered like the tongue
of a suuke, and Ins strength seemed as though it
wou d momentarily fail him. The boy waa dead !
He had probably been ao for aome lime, for his ryes
were turned up, and his body waa qe.ite eald. The
widow was now childless loo. Death waa in the
school-room, and Lugare had been flogging a
corpse. W. W.
Another Cirartl Dead.
Tho rich Brevourt, of New York,
potstoes, and the place at which they, were to be died recently, at the age of 100 years,
waiting for him was fixed at Mr. Nichols's garden He Will) tWO Other brothers UOUgni O
fence. It was this bag that Tim had been seen I riginally three strips of land, running
staggering undei, and which caused the unlucky boy from the Bowery to the 5th H Venue, be-
to be accused and convicted by his teacher as a tween Btll and Hill Streets, lew l oi k.
thief. That teacher was one little fitted for this
important and responsible office. Hasty to decide.
and inflexibly severe, he wss the tenor of the little
world he ruled ao despotically. Punishment he
seemed to delicti, in. Knowing little of those
lie held on to his shair, and although
it cost but &500, it is now worth over
two millions of dollars ! So the world
wags. Some grow rich without labor,
others starve with all their im ustry.
From the Lancatttr Age.
Reformed Drunkards.
A delegation from the Baltimore
Washington Temperance Society, com
posed of Messrs. Stansbury and Mi
chael, have been laboring among us for
the last seven days with some degree
of success. The citizens have become
enlisted in the principles which they
aavocate, and .me taking hold ot the
subject in a deliberate manner.
On Monday evening Messrs. otans-
bury and Michael addressed a large
company of gentlemen that assembled
belore the south side ol the court house
in Centre square, when a number signed
the pledge. On Tuesday evening the
court house was crowded by ladies and
gentlemen ; Christian Buchman, Esq.
presided, and after the meeting came
to order, Mr. E. Michael gave some
parts of Ins experience in intemperance
as follows :
It may appear strange to you, my
friends, that I appear before you this
evening, to relate my experience in in
temperance, and the numerous dillicul
ties and evils which beset me while
leading a life of folly and drunkenness ;
they are days that are as wormwood
and gall to my heart ; I would fain ob
literate them" from my memory, and
leave them in the darkness of oblivion,
but I am urged by the feeling that my
example may serve as a lesson to o-
thers who arc about treading the same
path which led me to so much unhappi
ness in my early life, and I therefore
cheerfully waive every consideration
for the purpose of endeavoring to re
deem my lost brother.
In my earlier years I was subject to
the guidance of tender parents no
wish ungratitied, of a moral character.
All passed smoothly as the unruffled
waters in my juvenile days; pearly
hope glistened before me as the sun
beam; they were days, however, that
soon passed around and left me misera
ble when I should have been most buoy
ant and cheerful. My father, at his
death, bequeathed to me a sufficiency to
keep me comfortable all my days. At
length the destroyer came in all his
bright and alluring colors, leading me
by degrees into a vortex or eddy which
had nigh forever ruined me. I com
menced the career of moderate drink
ing, trusting in my own power to dis
continue its use w hen it seemed meet
and proper to my mind.
I commenced the career of moder
ate drinking, together with a large cir
cle of associates and acquaintances, and
our resort soon became the tavern,
where we were introduced to Wine,
then came the stronger intoxicating
drinks with the most direful results. 1
subsequently drank to such an excess,
that I became one of the most abando
ned outcasts on the face of the earth;
riDe for all scenes of disorder and drun
kenness. I grew so low in life that I
attempted suicide, but was rescued in
the act and raised from a drunkard's
grave, and stand here to-night as though
I was one raised from the silent dead.
Intemperance has completely swept my
fireside, nor has it left me stock or stone;
it has alienated the affections of mv wife
who is now living with another man.
Long did my children live under the
imnression that I was dead ! The
earth may yield her increase, but hu
man nature can never restore to mo
what I have lost. 1 have wandered up
on the broad face of the earth, a va
grant, despised by all, known by none,
save one, my mother, who hoped a
gainst hope; it appears the worse I
grew, tho tighter she held to that hope,
nor has that hope been disappointed.
The Washington Temperance Society
has claimed me, the dispised one ; it has
bee.) to me the good Samaritan ; it has
poured oil into my wounds, and set mo
; on my feet again. Uod works in a
mysterious wuy. 1 believe trie society
of drunkards to be one of his agencies
when the united w isdom of the world
was baffled in their projects for the re
clamation of the poor inebriate, it has
accomplished a mighty work. The
truth is sealed, the Drunkard can be
saved, I stand here a living witness 1
In my early career I mingled in the
best of society, and frequented the most
respectable hotels in the city of Balli
more ; but mark mv end : I became so
reduced and sunk in degradation after
wards, that with tottering steps and
trembling limbs I would seek out some
obscure groggery, and there procure a
beggarly cent's worth of whiskey, and
having obtained it, 1 could not w ith one
hand raise it to mv mouth ; it required
I would clutch the glass with my
teeth.
When I starled in life, no person ab
horred Drunkenness more than I did ;
no man was firmer in his principles, but
alas, 1 tell, nor am 1 alone in this, llow
many thousands have been wrecked up
on this shoal I When I signed, rthe
Washington temperance society pledge
I signed it to be free I was a slave in
body and intellect ; I enjoyed not the
bounties of this earth ; they were with
held by the ruthless chains of the mon
ster the appetite demanded all my
means; it wrenched them from my
hands as fast as obtained ; I signed that
pledge as our fathers did the Declara
tion of Independence. I am free, and
with the Almighty's support I will re
main so while life lasts.
But what is my condition now, after
being reduced to tho veriest dreg of hu
manity. I am again restored to socie
ty, to my mends and relatives wnn a
welcome and a kindness which makes
mv heart exult. Have I not cause to
rejoice that I am liberated ? My aged
mother, who for a long period scarce
raised her eyes from the ground, tear
ing the scoffs of the world upon her
misguided son, she now walks erect, she
looks ten years younger, llow can l
ever repay her the debt of gratitude
which I owe her. At best we ow e all
to our "nearest parent," but peculiarly
do I stand indebted to my mother I
can never pay this debt. But she is re
joiced, she says, her "prayer is heard,
she is satisfied."
The drunkard can be reclaimed, no
matter how long he may be sunk. I
have experienced intemperance in all
its stages, from the vindictive stare of
the madman, to the unmeaning gaze of
the idiot. If ever a man felt the tor
ments of hell upon this earth, I believe
I have; in imagination I have been af
flicted with the damned, as depicted in
the Revelation.
1 beseech every man within the sound
of my voice to sign the abstinence
pledge ; I invoke vou as Christians and
philanthropists to move on the car of
temperance, and crush every vestige
of intemperance by its wheels. The
young, the old and middle aged are nil
in duty bound to aid us in this work.
Royal Itreakfast Tattle.
Her M . And you like the goat
milk diet, AU It is "most nutritious,
Railways and Steam power 3GOO
Years sgo.
The Lost Arts of the Ancient E
ovptians. If the Thebans, 1&00 years
before Christ, knew less in some depart
ments of useful knowledge than our
selves, they also in others knew more.
They possessed the art of tempering
copper tools so as to cut the hardest
granite with the most minute and brilli
ant precision. This art we have lost.
Again what mechanical means had they
to raise and fix the enormous imposts
on the lintels of their temples nt Kar-
nac ? Architects now confess that they
could not raise them by the usual me
chanical powers. Those means must,
therefore, be put to the account of tho
"lost arts." That they were familiar
with the principle of Artesian wells has
been lately proved by engineering in
vestigations carried on while boring for
water in the Great Oasis. That they
were acquainted with the principle of
the railroad is obvious, that is to say,
they had artificial causeways, levelled,
direct, and grooved, (the grooves being
anointed with oil,) for the conveyance
from great distances of enormous
blocks of stone, entire stone temples,
and collossal statues of half the height
of the monument. Remnants of iron, it
is said, have lately been found in these
grooves. Finally, M. Arrago has ar
gued that they not only possessed a
know ledge of steam-pow er, which they
employed in the cavern mysteries of
their Pagan freemasonry, (the oldest in
the world, of which the pyramids were
the lodges,) but that the modern steam
engine is derived, through Solomon do
Caus, the predecessor of Worcester,
from the invention of Hero, the Egyp
tian engineer. Westminster Review.
and you certainly improve upon it.
Albert. 'Tis ver sveet and goot,
my lof, and v ill give me strength, w hich
I ver much need ; for dc pother about
deVig pisiness, and du lying de first
stones, and do anxiety caused you by
de fretting about tie election disappoint
ments have made as vcak in de poty as
de Vigs in spirit.
Her M You really alarm me,
for I fancied you evinced symptoms of
inceptive consumption, till Sir James
Clarke assured me to the contrary.
Albert. Stuff, my lof, all stuff, as
nastv as vot he make me swallow. But
de goal's milk is delicious. Ver do de
goats come from T
Her M . In mv dominions.
-Yes, my lof.
. They are
reared in
Albert.
Her M-Wales.
Albert. Ah! I see, dev come from
i whales; from de great fishes. cr
goot ; but I never heard of luctcous nu
triment from big fishes before.
Her M . Albert, when will you
learn the idium of our language? How
stupid you are ; I spoke of Wales, not
whales.
Albert. Ila, ha, I clearly see, my
lof; I drink de milk of de Velsh goat,
and I get strong, and, and, my lof, de
physician prescribe de Velsh goat milk
to rear nnd bring forth de Prince of
Vales. Clever, Sir James, ver clever
ver goot.
Prince Albert recently laid the cor
ner stone of an infant Orphan Assylum,
at Wanstead.
English Knavery. They may talk
as much as they please about wooden
nutmegs and cucumber seeds; these
are nothing to tho English tricks. It
has been discovered that a parcel of
fellows in London paint sparrows so
dexterously to resemble bulfinches, that
thev sell lor a crown apiece. An old
gentleman lately gave 10 shillings for a
pair of these mocking birds.
Oil ot Coca koacb. The French paper aay
that a Chemist at Havre has obtained twenty qu r s
of good lamp oil fiom aevi ntcen tunnels of Ct ck
loaches. We thould like to make a contract with
this philosopher f r the supply of the inaierial for
the ' essential oil" of Muauuetoes; furnishing him
A Delightful Scene.
We understand that Capt. Moore, of
the United States Navy, recently for ti e
first lime since his station at this place,
shipped a crew on board his vessel. At
night, he informed them that he was in
the habit of reading his Bible every
night, and if they choose they might
join him ; and all, with one accord,
came forward, so that the open skylights
above the cabin were surrounded with
heads, intently listening to the voice of
their commander, as he read the word
of life. He then commended them to
God, and bid them good night. Soon
after, there came along a pleasure boat,
with a party of gentlemen and ladies,
who were engaged agreeable to the a
postoliral injunction, being merry in
singing psalms. As they came near,
some of the crew sung out, "Captain
we know that tune !" "Well, replied
he, strike the next verse." So they all
struck it, and sung the following verso
with great enthusiasm, and the compli
ment was returned from the boat with
waving of handkerchiefs. Ace. As the
boat, passing round again ncatrd the
ship, the sailors called out, "Captain, wc
know the Missionary Ilvmn!" "Well.
then, sing it," he replied. So they
struck up, at the top of their voices
'r roni w. enlind a i cy Mountain-.
And thus, instead of the evening beinp
passed in the forecastle singing obsceni
and profane songs, as often it is witl
seamen, they were lingering about tht
captain s door, singing hymns, till tarn
to "turn in. Uoston Record.
half a bust. el or so, for aa much of their oil aa would
the united effort ot both, and even then J afford light enough to kill them by. X V. cur.
True Philosophy.
Last Saturday, during the seven
rain, a lady passenger in the stage run
ning between Nazareth and Philadcl '
phia, discovered her band box on tin
top of the coach, unprotected and dren
died w ith rain. To the surprize of e
very one she gently begged that i
might not be forgotten by the driver
ns it contained a valuable new bonne;
Very soon the stage was in motion, Lu
a passenger, in attempting to pull dowi
a curtain, threw both the ill-fated band
box and heavy leather trunk into th
road ! The lady owner expressed sotm
surprize, and smilingly regretted the oc
currence. The stage was stopped aiu
found the trunk had fallen upon the t. j
of the band-box and crushed it, bonne
and ribbons, in the mud ! Now an out
break was expected, but hot an ill-na
tured word followed not an audil!-
murmur, fche smiled with otners o
the misfortune, but no indignant word
or looks were visible. Here was
band box crushed and a new bonm
spoiled ! "What a severe trial for
lady's temper," said one. "What a
admirable wife such a woman woul
make," said another. Unfortunatel;
it was found upon inquiry, that she w;
bovond reach she was a married h
dy'' Phil. Amer.