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LEWISBUKG, UNION CO., PA., NOV. 27, 1850.
Volume VII, BTnmber 35.
Whole Number 347.
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The Atmosphere.
We must now try to conceive of the
'mophere as a whole, and to realize
elenrlv (he idea of its uni'y. And w hat a '
whole! whnl n unity it is ! It possesses!
properties o wonderful, and to dissimilar,
that we are alow to believe that they cmdi
xiat together. It rises above us with its t
inthtdrul dome, arching towards thai
heaven of which it is the most familiar
synonyme and symbol. It floats around
us like that grand object which (he apostle
John mw in Ins vision "a sea of glass
like unto crystal." So massive is if, that ,
w hen it begins to stir, it tosses about great
hips like I'litythings.nnd sweeps cities and
fores'., like snow-flakes, to destruction be.
t ire it. And yet it is so mobile, that we
hive lived years in it before we can be
prsoaded that it exists at all, and the great
bulk l mankind never realize iho truth ;
i tiit they are La '.bed in an orean of air. i
I;s weight is so enormous, that iron shivers!
Li fore it like glass; yet a snap ball sails!
through it with impunity, and the tiniest!
insect waves it aside with its wings.
I; ministers lavishly tj all the senses.
Ve touch it nnl, but it touches us. lis
warm south winds bring back culor to the
pale face of the invalid ; its col west winds
it fresh the fevered brow and make the
Mood mantle iri our cheeks ; even its north
blasts brace into new vigor the hardened
children of our rugged clime. The eye is
indebted to it for all the n agnificence of
sunrise, the full brightness of mid-day, the
chastened radiance of the gtoaming.ind ihc
"clouds that cradle near the setting sun.''
Hut for it the rainbow would want its "tri
umphal arch," and the winds would not
send their fleecy messengers on errands
around the heavens. The cold ether would
not shed its snow-feathers on the earth, nor
would drops of dew gather on (he flowers.
The kindlv rain would never fall, nor hail-
storm, nor fog diversify the face nl the sky.
Ujr naked globe would turn its tanned,
unshadowed forehead to the sun, and one
dreary, monotonous blaze of light and heat
dizze and burn up all things. Were there
no atmosphere, the evening sun would in a
moment set, and, without warning, plunge
the earth in darkness. But the air keeps
in her hand a sheaf of his rays, and lets
them slip but slowly through her fingers ;
a that the shadows of evening gather by
degrees, and the flowers have time to bow
their heads, and each creature space to
f. nd a place of rest, and to nestle to repose.
In the morning, the garish sun would at
rie bound burst from the bosom of night,
and blaze above the horizon ; but the air
watches for his coming, and sends at first
tut one little ray to announce bis approach,
tnd then another, and by and by a handful,
nd so gently draws aside the curtains of
rjilit, and slowly lets the light fall on the
face ol the sleeping earth, till her eyelid?
open, and, like man, she goeth forth again
to her labor till the evening.
To the car it brings forth all the sounds
if.at pulsate through if, the grave eh
cience of men ; the sweet songs and happy
laughter of women ; the prayers and prais
es which they utter to God ; the joyous
carols of birds; the hum of insect wings;
the whisper of the winds when they breathe
cently, and their laughter and wild chor
eics when they shriek in their wrath ; the
'c ashing of foun'ains; the murmur of ritr
era; the roaring of cataracts ; the rustling
if forests ; the trumpet-note of the thunder;
tnd the deep solemn voice of the everlist
'ng sea. Had there been no atmosphere,
melody nor harmony would not have been,
o?r any music. The earth might have
made signs to the eye, like one bereft of
'.icech, and have muttered from her depths
inarticulate sounds, but oature would have
been voiceless, and we should have gazed
i r.!y on shores "where all was dumb." To
: last of the senses the air is not less
bountiful than to the others. It gathers to
'tflf all perfumes and fragrance; from
t'Eu-fields in flower, and meadows of new.
mown hay ; from hills covered with wild
me, and gardens of roses. The breez
es, those "heavenly-winged thieves," waft
tiiem hither and thitherT and the sweet
south wind "breathes upon bands of violets,
stealing and giving odor."
Jd3:o not that you be not judged1.
SsfiThe following fine requiem, we copy
from the X. Y. Home Journal ; but in
what paper it originally appeared, is not
stated.
LINES ON THE DEATH OF Her. Dr. JODSON.
Was H the aea-v.av'a moan,
That dreary. muliled t'lue.
Thai broke the silenec'lnne. cm Indian seas?
The swift returning oar.
The boatman linroewunl bore,
While swept thai rummer shore the eveulug breeze.
No! oilier soumls than thru.
Than eartli'ssoft inelodiee.
Auid the tall palm trees, rose in the air!
V here parted ware from vzir,
To make an ocean irmve,
A lonely C'hristiau cave a brother therel
Free from life's heavy woe.
Wrapt in IK-atli's sweet rep-se,
Calmly the waters cli-se above hit form :
And when the prayer was said,
And when the tear waa ahed.
Mourned Uiey his spirit tkd from earthly storm.
Ilnw will Uie dark-browed race
Miss his familiar fare !
Look al his vacant plaee. with saddened heart ;
lie. too. the viiril kept
Where wasting siekner slept.
He o'er their dead hath wept could hr depart T
He tanplit them to forraka
Their idols and to wake
From Error's sleep, and wake his faith their turn.
Answering their spirits' need,
Christ's wand'rinjr floek to feed,
77u was his earthly weed, and Out alone!
The mortal mind must ftrst
lis mortal fetters burst,
And stay its burning thirst, at Wisdom's well,
I'.re it can tell how blest
1 hut spirit in it rest.
How glorious the puest. where angel dwell?
!-. ehiH of sin. and learn
His lesson htre was stern.
But oh! ley,,ni Lite's bourne reward was given.
For many souls he won
To l.od bis work is done.
And Christ, the incarnate Son, rlaims bim In heaven!
Con.
tIrom ths Mothers Magazine.
BY MRS. II. C CONANT.
" Aunt Deborah 1" exclaimed young
Amy Greene, in an eager and somewhat
triumphant tone, this writer in the
Review seems to have quite a different
opinion fru.n you on the subject of novel
reading."
" Ah!'' said Aunt Deborah, with a quiet
kindly smile, "what, then, does he think?''
Why, that novel reading tends direct-
ly to cultivate the imagination and the sen-
nihility, the two qualities roost lovely and j
most useful in a woman ; and that it is,
the novel reading women who are capable
of doing most and sacrificing most for oth-
ei9, because they feel most.''
Aunt Deborah stopped knitting, pushed
back her spectacles, and said, very gravely:
How strange it was that Absalom did not
wear a wig !'
"What an idea !" cried Amy, laughing:
"I am sure he had hair enough of his own."
" That is the very reason,'' said Aunt
Deborah. "It is because he had so much,
that he ought to have had more."
" 'Whial do you mean, aunt I" asked
Amy, looking rather puzzled.
"Why, my dear, I always thought thai
our sex had, by nature, more imagination
and feeling than most of them knew how
to manage, and yet, according to this wri-
ter, our chief aim should be to
the stock as much as possible.
increase
Now to
mo it appears that the weaker parts, the
understanding and judgment, stand most
in need of being strengthened.
" Then you won't allow any use in
novels, aunt Deborah."
"Do you think apples a wholesome;
article of food, Amy t"
" To be sure."
" Then, of course, you will eat all the
hard, unripe, and all the decayed and
wormy apples you can find, as well as
ihe good ones. You will neglect your
regular meals, exercise, and every duty,
for the sake of eating apples. You will
even set up half the night to do it, they
are so very wholesome !'
Amy laughed and blushed, for the pre
ceding midnight bad found her absorbed in
"the last new novel.''
The fact is, my dear, that young
f.irls read novels just as children eat ap
ples, not for the sake of any benefit it may
be to them, but simply for the pleasure
they take in doing it ; and if they can get
a strict and sober old body like me to ad
mit any possible use in their favorite au
thors, why, then it is nothing but novels,
morning, noon, and night. One would
think they were resolved to offer up soul
and body in search of the hidden virtue."
Amy made no reply, and after a little
pause aunt Deborah continued :
" And not only so, but you make it the
excuse of reading novels of bad, or, at
best, of doubtful character, such as in your
own heart you know are unfit for a pure
eye and an unguarded mind. It is not for
the use, it is for the entertainment, the ex
citement, that you read them, and it is not
honest to pretend otherwise."
This was said with unusual sharpness
of tone, for untruthfulness in any lorm
was in aunt Deborah's eye a cardinal sin ;
and she had, moreover, paid the penalty of
Amy's vigils by a nervous headache.
She recovered herself in a moment, bow
ever, and proceeded in a milder voice :
" Now, Amy, if you nsk honestly after
the uses of f.ciious reading, is it not plain
that two things are presupposed 1 First,
that all works of immoral or even doubtful
tendency are to be swept at once out of
view. No nailer what claims tbey may
put forth as works of genius, as pictures of
life, of human elm racier, the mure attrac -
live they are, the worse they are for the!,)cm; brought to wind bv the decease of
young mind, turner, Mio, ana sanu
can notevenbe put on probation with us."
"And no (or the second condition. ''
"Is is that such as aland the lest
in every respect, shall be read hcnl'h
fully, that is, at proper times and seasons;
in the daytime, and not when t ho body
ronniroa Joor,- tint In tlio nn.ilsel of i nnr
- o .
j regular course of solid reading, or of daily
practical duty ; wi'h moderation, not like
a dram swallowed at a single di aught."
" Oh, aunt Deborah, your second rule
is harder than the first. U'hul ! tead a
novel by piecemeal, iiitcrperscd with histr.
ry, moral essays, mending stockings, &c.
It is out of the ciucs'ion for me to sto; fir
imvtliinir short oi n matter of life nnd
j death, in the midst of a story. The only
way for me is logo through it with a rush,
1 and dune with it.''
j 'Now you touch the kernel of the ques
tion," replied aunt Deborah. " By your
own admission, this sort of reuding conies
into practical life as a distuibing influence,
j The mind loses for a time its sell-control,
: the feelings are diverted from their proper
! objects, und, of course, duty is neglected.
Yet the claims upon you remain just the
same. The household, of which the elJest
daughter is so important o member, ran
not accommodate itself to your unseason
able enjoyment. Your mother has, I sup
pose, no extra supply of strength for the
occasion, you can't magnetize your little
brothers and sisters into a convenient
state of ' suspended animation,' that you
may read undisturbed, and nobody suffer
by it. Is it not true that the enjoyment
is, on this account, almost without excep
tion, an unquiet and feverish one, and fol
lowed by a feeling of self-reproach V
Amy looked very thoughtful a few min
utes, and then replied, with a sweet ingen
uousness of manner : " I believe you are
right, aunt Deborah. I must own this has
been my experience a great many times."
And how much worse the case must
be with hundreds and thousands w ho are
not blessed with the countless influences
which surround you ! Novel reading
grows with them into an inveterate habit,
no less strong and no lest fatal Ihnn that
of ihe drunkard or opium-eater. That dis
order of mind which you experience from
an occasional indulgence, becomes their
habitual .state, the only change being to a
craving for more frequent and stronger!
potations. The moral sense is weakened,
not only by the false sentiments imbibed
from vicious novels, but by the daily neg
lect of common practical duty for lbe6ake
of the indulgence. The reasoning powers
suffer a paralysis for want of e.xcrcisP.
They live, not in the real world, nor yet
in a world of thought, but in a land of
dreams dreams born of unhealthy fancies
and emotions. And suppose this habit
carried, as it often is, into married life, its
victim the wife, mother, guardian of the
order and purity of a home !''
And yet," said Amy, nfter a pause,
" it seems to me that 1 have gained some ;
good from novels.
Miss Ivhfworth's Ilel-
. i
en, for instauce. What a picture the case j
of Cecilia gives of the influence of falsehood I
on moral character ."'
I have no superstitious fear of novels,
my dear, nor do I judge ol them 'all in a
heap.' Some of the finest fruits of the
finest minds are found in this field of lite
rature. But lhe whole number of those
which I should reckon beneficial, or even
safe, for ardent and imaginative young
persons, would hardly supply a genuine
novel reader a single month. And even
these should be read not in solitude, but in
ihe domestic circle, as a social entertain
ment." " On the whole, then, you think much
cultivation of the imagination and sensi
bility, undesirable for a woman."
" I think, my dear, that every faculty
of mind and heart which God has given
us, should be cultivated to the utmost ;
but no one or two at the expense of the
rest. A woman all reason, is only half
fitted for life, for she can not be even use
ful in the highest sense, unless she be
loveable also. A woman all fancy and
feeling, will be sure to attract, to interest.
to awaken sentiment, but her reign will
be short, because her character offers no
solid basis of trust and confidence. In the
practical duties of life, in the exercise ol
the kindly offices and sweet a fleet ions or
home, the heart and the judgment grow
healthfully side by sdc ; that is the best
school of character."
" But the imagination, aunt Deborah ;
you seem lo forget that."
" Ah, my dear, that is a fu'l chapter
by itself. I must go now and visit poor
neighbor Crofton. But let me say one
thing lo you, if I could 6ee you buried in
Paradise Lost as you were in your novel
last night, I should not feci that you were
wasting your labor for a string of paltry
glass beads, but were gathering gems
which could never lose their value, nor
ever go out of fashion."
! jj,k Editor Chronicle : The annexed
our lite President Tayi.hr, T consider one
of tlie best productions of its gifted writer,
and doubt not its republication would be a
gratification to all your patrons. X.
The Death of Harrison.
BY Si. P. WILLIS.
w'hnt ! roared the old eaple to die at the snn t
j Lie, I,.. stiff with spread wiliesst tile JT'ial be has won?
Are there spirits more blest than the -Planet of Keen,"
V bo mmmt tu their Zenith, then melt into Heaven,
- wniuiiK "I lire. n qiieneiitng Ol rav.
Hut rising, still rising, when pa.Kinir away ?
Fan well, eaihint eale! tlir.li'rt buried in lijrht !
l!c!-siecd into Heaven, lust star uf the night 1
rvatht Heath in the White Hnnse Ah. never before
Trod his skeleton f'ot on the President's fionr;
He is lonked r in hovel, and dreaded in hill
The kins in his el'-t keeps li:tteltcientand pall
Tin youth in his I 'rth-plaee. the old man at home.
Make tlear from the door.tne the path to the tomb;
Tut the lord of this manikin was eradled not here
In a rhureb-yard far oil stands hia beckoning bier!
He i her.; as tin wuve-cre.t heuves ttathimron high
As the arrow is stopped by It prize in thesky
The arrow to earth, anil the foatu to the shore
Ileath finds them when swiftness and sparkle are o'er
Hut Harrison's death tills theeliniax ofs'orv
He wvut with his old stride from fclory to glory t
Lay hi sword on hi breast! There's no spot on its blade
in whose eatikerini: brealh hla bright laurrla will fade !
'Twathe first to lead on at humanity's eall
It was stayed with sweet merey w ben "glory" was all 1
As calm in tlie eouncit as gallant in war.
He fought for his eonutry. mid not its "hurrah !
In tlie path of the hero with pity be trod.
Let him pasa with his sword to the presence of God !
What more? Shall we on, with hla ashes' Yet stay I
He hath ruled the wide realm of a king in bis day ! '
.At bis word, like a monarch, went treasure and land
The bright gold or thousands lias passed through bis hand.
I there nothing to show of bis glittering hoard ?
No jewel tndeek the rude hilt of his swonl
No trapping- no horses? what had he. but now?
On! on with his abes ! nr. ttrr bct his Plow !
Ilrave old t'ttieinnatus ! uuwibd yehissbe.it!
Let bim sleep aa he lived W illi hie purse al hia feet 1
Follow now, aa ye list r Tlie first mourner tolay
omioM wiiime lamer la laaen awayl
Wife, children, and neighbor, mar moan at bis knell-.
He waa "lover and friend" to his country, as well!
For the stars on our lianner. grown suddenly dim,
lt us weep, in our darkness but weep not "for him!
Not for h:m who. departing, leaves millions in tears!
Not for him who haa died full of honor and years !
Not for him who ascended Fame's ladder so high,
From the round at the lop he has stepped to the sky 1
Advertising.
Wo were impressed, when a boy, with
the benefits of advertising. It was our
wont in early life to read the newspapers
through, advertisements and all, unlit we
became as familiar with them as with our
alphabet. The Enqiiher was our family
paper, which made us acquainted with the
leading firms in Richmond, ami the differ
ent kinds of merchandize offered for sale.
The second visit we msde to Richmond
was as the juvenile companion of a wealthy
old gentleman of the neighboihood in which
we resided, who paid our expenses for the
pleasure of our company. Well Uo we
remember of pacing the Brick-row (as it
was called in former times) and reading
the signs. Household words were not so
familiar as the names of tlio leading mer
chants of Uichmond. The old gentleman
(our companion) wanted an article not in
comrr.on use he was ignorant where it
could be bought, when we told him the
bouse, and the merchant by whom it was
offered for sale, information which wc had
gathered from an advertisement in the Kn-
quirer. He repaired lo the establishment
bought that nrtic!e,and many others. Ten
years afterwards, we heard the same mer
chant say that that same old gentleman had
continued to trade with him from the period
'of their first acquaintance until that time,
j to nn amount never less than 500 a year.
all of which was the result of one adver
tisemenl. Yes, $50 exj ended in yearly
advertisements, is belter than nn B.l,li.i,,nl
'
capital of S3, 000. It gives a merchant
respectability, makes him known to the
public, and secures for bim a trade which
he could not by other means have acqui
red. Frethrickshtirg Xeics.
Crowding the Professions.
One of the ablest periodical writers of
Great Britain, speaking of the ambition in
that country, of adopting professional life
of all kinds, and of the rush, if we may so
call it, into the professions of "law, physic
and divinity," thus points the mind's eye
to lhe general consequences, or some of
them :
"Thousands have died of broken hearts
in these pursuits, thousands who would
have been happy behind the plough, or op
pulent behind the counter ; thousands in the
desperate struggle of thankless professions.
look upon the simplicity ot a life of manual
labor with perpetual envy ; and thousands.
by a worse late still, are driven to neces
sities which degrade the principle! of honor
within them, accustom them to humiliating
modes of obtaining subsistence, and make
up, by administering to the vices of socie
tv. a livelihood wnicn was reiusea io meir
legitimate exertions."
Testimony of a Rich Man.
The late Mr. McDonogh.the millionaire,
in his will, says :
" Let the poorer classes of Ihc world be
consoled, assured that the labor-loving,
frugal, industrious, and virtuous among
them possess joys and happiness in this
life which the rich know not and can not
appreciate. So well convinced am I,
after a long life and intercourse with my
fellow-men of all classes, of the truth, 'that
the happiness of this life is altogether on
the side of virtuous and industrious poor,'
that had I children (which I have not) and
a fortune to leave behind me at death, I
would bequeath.after a virtuous education,
to effect which nothing should be spared,
a very small amount to each, merely suf
ficient to excite them to habits ot industry
and frugality, and no more."
, !
A ease of Compunction.
The other day, while we were visiting n
secluded spot near lown. we saw a mnn
who, from his actions and nppeantnce.see
med to be laboring under some violent
Dental paroxysm. He was seated on ihe
fence, with his head buried in his hands,
which position he frequently changed by
I throwing forward his arms in a very per
turbed manner, as if in the act of casting
Irom him some harrowing phantasm that j
was disturbing the equanimity of his ima"
ination. At first sight of him, it was our
impression that he was going through with
a pantominc performance ; but upon fur
ther observing, that ever and anon he drew
a pistol from his breeches pocket and ap
plied the muzzle of it lo his temples, we
concluded that he was a melancholy indiv-
idual who had formed some designs auainsl 1
his own life, yet was reluctant to cut ihe
thread of his existence. Not relishing the
idea that any one of our fellow creatures
should take French leave of this world
without making due preparation, we sallied
forth from the place where we hnd been
observing him, with the intention of pre
venting the consummation of his object.
Upon seeing us approach, he applied the
pistol again to his crazed noddle, and pull
ed the trigger. An explosion of the cap
merely was the result.
"What has placed you in this suicidal
position ?" exclaimed we, with emotion.
"C rime crime black ,da inning crime!"
he replied, despondingly. '
"DO yOU intend, ' said We, "IO erase
your guilt by blowing out your brains?!
Pause reflect? Your case can not be'
honelpsa " i
"There is no hope for me," he answered
bringing his fists down upon his breast
with a jerk peculiar to play-actors.
"What is the complexion of your of
fence?" we asked. "Comfort, perhaps,
can be o fie red you !"
"Must I be the interpreter of my shame,
the trumpeter of my sinlul actions? 'Oh,
my offence is rank it smells to heaven !'
I can not remain in the presence of him j
whom I have irreparubly injured!" he i
i l... .J. k . i
cried, as he attempted to rush past us.
We grasped him bv the rout-tails while I
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in the act of beating a retreat. "Stay.t
madman,'' was our ejaculation, "we're un
conscious of being injured by you ! Speak
explicitly you shall find a confidant I"
We saw ihe iron enter into bis soul, as
with a low, hissing whisper, that nigh con
gealed our blood, he said "I have not paid
the st'Bscrtir'ncN ox tocr rArm rort
six tears !''
At the mention of this impiety our head
swam 'round eveylhing before us grew
green a fiendish noise,like the wild laugh-
ter ofn legion of maniacs, sounded in our a brother f f the Hon. E. D. fiaker, was
ears, and we were on the point of fainting, j driving a spirited horse in the prairie, when
Hut we recovered. ; B t0fped to adjust something. The horse
"Although your sin is dark as Krebus'tonk fright and started otF. Mr. Baker
we said, almost overcome at the thought of
the wickedness men would commit, "jet, if
you pay up without further defalcation, you
may yet le forgiven."
" " . 7 ' .
A tsvni'ihf wna rprnnvfn tmtn hte hnnrt
lie a"ain breamed ireeiv. iiistee
ni!, as
elastic as gutta percha, expanded upon the !of mtrid ami .trf.ngt, enough to disengage
removal of this burden, and striking up- I ,;s lirrfai although many of his bones were
wards, spread a new-born glow over his ckea and his whole body mangled in a
re-animated countenance. Looking up in-1 IT)anncr ,nnt buffi description. With
to our face with eyes that seemed like lhe;greal eirbrt he manned lo crawl to the
embodiment of hope and thankfulness he norse aud with hl3 fe cut hi.n lose,
asked if we'd lake corn ' 5' "'"ry Gaz. Su-ering jntPnse agony, and fearing that
The All-Seeing Eye. ! ' h' Paia ne ""gbt be induced to take h-s
It is a mistaken idea that lhe guilty !own life, he threw away the knife. In the
ever escape punishment in this world. ' most intense distress from his injuries and
They are punished here as well as hereof- thirst, he continued on the ground for two
ter. The outward gilding of wealth and jdays and nights. By some casually his
prosperity may impose on the rest of man- j umbrella had been thrown near where he
kind, but in the dark closet which every !'y 5 ' got h",d of and occasionally
man carries within his bosom, the spectres j raised, hoping by it lo attract attention to
of remorse and fear work in the silence of i h'- Durin;; this time, with his pencil he
night like sheeted ghosts, unseen except
by him to whom their special mission is
directed, shrieking in the ear and pointing
the skinnv fingureor scorn or denuncia-
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tion. The guilty live in rert etual fear.
and a life of fear is a life of misery. U'hat
though their crime had no witness but the
eye of Omnipotence, which penetrates the
inscrutable obscurity of midnight darkness
what though years of impunity may
have stilled the voice of conscience, blun
ted the skill of remorse, and rendered de
tection eveiy day more improbable, still
l here exists one who knows it all, and that
one is omnipotent. He can at any time
draw the secret crime from the bottom of
the deep, and when least expected unlold
the dark mystery that has so long been
hidden from the eyes of men. There is a
dread consciousness of this power haunting
the imagination of guilt and preying on its
vitals. To the eye of the world it may
seem prosperous and happy. It may ac
quire wealth and honors, it may be pos
sessed of the very fullness of outward
prosperity; but there is a worm in the bud;
a disease of the heart lurking unseen by
mortal eyes, unknown and unsuspected
except by the guilty wretch and Him who
sees and knows all things. In this world
we see nothing but the outside ; we can
not unfold the secrets of ihe hearts ol oth
ers and enter into I ho : dread mysteries
which baffle human investigation. Hence
it is, that we are beyond doubt perpetually
making erroneous estimates of human en
joyment, and not tinfrequently becoming
guilty of the presumption of questioning
the justice of Heaven for having apparent
ly made such a strange, unequal dis
tribution of happiness in this world. Noth
ing but the recognition-of a future state of
reward and punishment, it would seem,
could have possibly reconciled the suiter
ficial view we have of ihose secrets with
the attributes of the Supreme Being. .
K. Fuulding.
From the Family Minstrel.
T is sweet to bear the South wind s minstrel vole
Run, like a laughing whisper, through the woods.
Kissing the fluttering leaves till they rejoice.
And Music fllla the listening aolitudeds:
T is sweet to hear old Ocean's ebbiag wave
Break in receding Cturmura on the shore,
While, soft and flute-like, skrhs the fisher's alar.
Sweeping, with broken uh, the waters o'er :
T is rapture to drink in from Beauty's lips
The poet's dream, to melody transfused ;
It fall like sunbeams on the soul's eclipse.
It soothes the heart a callous world had bruised :
Soft sighs tlie viewless sonter of Uie dark.
As in the rose her mournful notes exj iro;
And gaily carola the exulting lark
Floating in ether, like a winged lyre :
Joy tends her breath to fill the Hunter's horn.
Stirring Uie courser tor the coming race.
And burst of gladness on the winds are borne
As swells the chorus of the reckless chase ;
lirandeur and power arc in the trump of War,
When, to its tune, the shouting squadrons charge.
As Carnage bares his thirsty scymetar,
nd 1"!rpins ,,,rr3r Jrop' hcr
cut sweeter than the south wind's melody,
When Spring's nrst leaf beneath its breath It quiv'rinc.
Softer than murmurs of the refluent Sea.
When not an air its mirror'd breast is shiv'ring.
Far more enrapturing than Love's blandest tone.
Holier than warblings that in ether swim.
Richer than notes from Sport's glad bugle blown,
Sublimer than young Freedom's battle hymr.
Is the blest Anthess trwt, from heart and tongua
Of gathered thousands, to their Maker peals.
When every temple's gates are open flnng.
And, in its Sabbath garb, a Nation kneels!
Now sweet and low, now lofty and sublime
Flows through the vau!t4 aisles, the choral tide ;
Fade, like a melting cloud, the dreams of Time,
Bows in the dust the pomp of mortal Frida-
speech is a glorious gin, the electric chain
Through which the lightning of intelligence
lt, ,,,, wh(.n tht kin,1Mne brin
Wouu si-i i-"r
But Saceep Sosu is not of Auaum birth;
AroUn(, ,ioB-, throne angelic p-ans nmS.
Ere wheeled fi nm chaos the revolving earth.
Or Man's weak voice Jehovah's praises sung.
Acw Turk, Srpt. Zi, 1SB.
J. B.
Dreadful Casualty,
asd kxtraordi.nary frese.nce or JtiXD.
One of the most extraordinary instances
of injury, accompanied by firmness and
resolution, that we have ever heard of. oc
curreJ about two week - ago in the vicinity
of M.-chanicsburg, about 14 miles from
Springfield, Illinois. Mr. Thomas Raker.
fell forward of the wheels, and by some
',;,,. anlt ..Jle. hi bndv on the .-round.
means enc leg was lastenea between tne
' , lh-w jtion lhe friohtened horse, at full
t - i - r :i . t
isl,eea' camea nnnul ,OJr w"c"
ne sj0nped. Mr. Baker had still presence
wrote in a hymn book he had in his pocket,
a brief account of what had happened.
On the morning of the third day he was
discovered by a drover, and relief secured.
.... . J 1 .l. u
e ungereo six nays longer, wm-
died. Throughout, his sufferings were
most intense, but his presence of mind nev.
er forsook him. Ho was about 32 years
of age. His wile died a few months ago.
He was a worthy and highly esteemed
citizen. St. Louis Itepitb.
Price of a Wife.
"Mr. Brown, the American Dragoman
at Constantinople, who is now in this ci'y
accompanying the Turkish Envoy through
the United States, says that the female
Circassian slave maikets continue in full
blast at Constantinople. M. B. affirms
that the prices range from six hundred to
ten thousand dotlnrs, according to their age
and personal charms, and that the alaves
are sold in what is called the Circassian
quarters of tho city."
It is stated, by the N. Y. Transcript,
thnt on his arrival in Constantinople, Mr.
Brown was not a little astonished lo receive
from a Pasha, an offer of ten thousand
dollars for his wife, who is a lady of re
maikable beauty.
Trom the Fennsylvaniawv
A Sabbath Hearing.
The M.iyor held a- ievee thin morning,
being the Christian Sabbath. Moses Har
vey, nn old colored man, was up for steal -ing
a copper ketil'; value ?3.75. During
the examination of the principal witness,
Moses showed much dissatisfaction in hia
countenance at Inst he broke out wilb the
following declaration :
"I ject to de w hole aerceding I"
Mayor. S'ate your objection.
Motet Ww, it's Sunday aad Pse con
scunkhus scrupus about answering any
questum on dat day. De kittle ot wutf
much any how ; got four hole i bottom ;
but if want lo know if t hooked am. test ax
me 'bout it some oder day, and I tell you
berry quick it's down in my cellar dia ber
ry minnir.
Mayor. You admit then that you stole
the kettle T
lUoitt.Ho I dosant rmXa Duffing
to-day. If I did hook dat old kittle, I yid
not quite bid enuff to break de Sunday,
nuthur. De niggi may do de small sin,
but it take de white folks to come up to the
big one.
Mayor. You thmk it a smair sin tbco
J to steal a copper kettle 1
j Moum Yes 1 do, when um got bote
! in de bottom antf wonf hold nufUn.
Mayor. You appear to have quite s
discriniinatitvg conscience, old man.
Mot.- -Yes I have a crimination con
shus, eber since I seed de man in de moon
wat was put dare for picking up sticks ob
Sunday mornin' when he ought to been
gitting ready to go to meeten.
Mayor. I shall have to commit foa.
Jtfuses. Den yon commit great sin, sah !
I bery sorry when decent looking gemmao
not know no better. Tou link de kittle
wid de whole in in de bottom wuf more dan
de Sabbath,, sah T How you 'splain dat !
Come sah, you gib me de reasum, eh !
Mayor. No j that i another question.
Tt has nothing to do with the kettle.
Motes. Xo sah, but I feai'd it will be
sumflng to do wid de frying pan, sab.
i You understand ? Debbil nebber fry peor
! nigger for stealing old copper kittle wid)
hole in de bottom, sah. De white folks
! wat break de ?abbath will be fried bery
Jnice and brown, like de catfish, Sah.
Wish you bery good mornin, sah.
I A sign from the Mayor caused old Ho
i ses to disappear very quickly under the
guardianship of two officers. W.
Anciea. JWUquueS.
"en ws "'ecn rmies by nine, and
I Broun. one nundred leet
: auu ""CK enouin ,or lnre chariot..
Babylon was sixty miles within the walls,
which were seventy-five feet thick, and
three hundred high, with one hundred
brazen gates. The temple of Diana at
Ephesus was four hundred and twenty
seven columns, sixty feet high, to support
the roof. It was two hundred years in
uuiIJinK- The Iargest he pyramids is
j fdUr hunJreJ and feet high, and
six hundred and ninety-three feet on the
sides ; its base covered eleven acres. The
stones are about thirty feet in length, and
the layers are two hundred and eight;
three hundred and sixty thousand men
were employed in its erection. The labyr
inth of Egypt contained three thousand
chambers and twelve halls. Thebes, in
Egypt, presents ruins twenty-seven miles
around. Athens was twenty-five miles
around, and contained twenty-five thous
and citizens, and four hundred thousand
slaves. The temple of Delphos was so rich
in donations, that it was once plundered of
nineteen thousand pounds sterling, and
Xero carried from it five hundred statues.
Rome was thirteen miles around.
Walking with God
It is no fiction no mere poetry, but
blessed reality a glorious fact, we may
walk with God. Day by day, may we
walk with him, night by night converse with
him. In solitude we may have hirw all to
ourselves-. In the place of businesshe may
attend our steps, guard our thoughts, com
pose our minds, protect our rectitude, bold
our hearts in peace, and preserve us un
spotted from the world. X. Y. Evangtlist.
A gentleman living near Keswick, Eng
land, a short time since discovered a pin
upwards of an inch in length, in a ben's
egg. i ne egg had been boiled for break
fast, and on severing a piece at one end,
the pin was found standing perpendicular
in its centre.
He that v isits the sick in hope of a lege
ey, let him be never so friendly in all other
cases, 1 look upon him in this to be no bet
ter than a raven that watches a weak sheep
only to peck out the eyes of it.
We (the English nation) are actually at
this moment supporting, out of the public
funds.lhe descendants of ArnolJ.the Amer
ican traitor. London lime.
God reigneth ever, merciful and jutr.
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