Huntingdon journal. (Huntingdon, Pa.) 1843-1859, December 30, 1852, Image 1

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TERMS. brains at all, who
,generally pass through
Tic "Ti rig ttionos .I,lultAL" is pnblished at Fre (rite comfortably, and are the most
the year .v rates: ..i‘, l 4" people intacinable.) hut. for those
If paid lu advance 91,40 milers, whose gni, its must meet and endure
11' wimin t! e
An.l t:vo donors anal tiftv cents it not paftl till '
after tl.e ex,iration of the veer. No stihgerildiun Sinin tentieriv, and borne eith patiently un
win t do, foe s I t s period than sis niohths, til the trouble ends. it is the fillet. pot_
an 1 5., p Iper will he qigeontinne.l, except at the t i on
of all finer natures; the restless want,
o l .tion at], "1161'4' natil " It " r " . "'"'" " I ' the vague asi big, the perpetua ly stri
p After the clog@ of the present vol., ,
:an, kiln:: ii 4igtant eontitieg. or in other States,' sing for perfecion in poetic ii eatnings--in
will re pti e Ito Is invariably in advance. idle love fancies, inconstant as •air, eaoh
(F a r The above terms will be vegidly adhered seeking after something diviner or more
to in en • I beautiful, which is never found; in knowl
edge, or in the frenzied dissipation of pleas
ure, all alike ending in nothing, until the
only truth of life seems to be that bitter
est one of Solomon,.the Preacher, "Vanity
Of vanities, all is vanity!" . This is, per
haps, the story of every human •it ind in
which shines one spark of the fire of geni
es.. the story's beginning, but, thank God!
not necessarily its end. Alany a great
strong spirit has passed—and all can pass
—out of the cloudy void into clear day.—
Shakspeare, who must. have felt, or lie
.could not have painted young Hamlet,
reached at last the d,vi e height, where,
in the universal poet, we lose all traces of
the individual man; and he who once worte
"The Sorrows of \. erter," lived to be that
great Goethe who, fronthis lofty calm of
eighty-two years, could look back on what
was, as near as any human life could be, a
perfect and fulfilled existence.—The Head
of the Family.
One squat° of sixteen line, ni• legs
lir I insertion $0.50, For 1 month $1.25,
4, " 2 ti 0,75, " 3 " 2.75,
,_ 6( 3 <I 1.00, " 6 " 5,00,
titOFFSSIONAL CA nOB, not eXCeoding ten
line•t and not changed during the year. • • .$4.00,
Card anti .lourn.ii, in ad, - ;Once, 5.00.
BIIttINESS CARDS atlt: same length, not chan
ged. 53.00
Card and Journal in advance, 4;00
On longer advertisements. iviietber yearly or
transient, a reasonable dedivuion will be made
mud a liberal discount ulluned tbr prompt pay
Oh. the old, old clock, of the household stock,
Was the brightest thing and neatest;
Ito hands though old, hail a touch of gold,
And its chimes rang still. the sweetest.
'Twat, a monitor, too, though its words were few,
Yet they lived Viou ;h. Nati :no altered:
And its voice still strong, warted oil autl.young,
Whoa the voice of friendship falter'!.
Tick. Tivk. it said; quick, quick fp bed,
For ten I've given you warning;
Up up—inal go—or else you know,
You'll never rise 60011 in the morning.
That uld, old clock was n friendly cluck,
it stood in the corner smiling,
And ble..'d the time, with a merry chime,
The wintry boars beguiling:
But a cross old clock was that same old clock,
As it called at day-break boldly,
When the dawn looked gray, o'er the tnisty way,
And the early air blew coldly.
Tick, tick, it call, trick out of bed,
For tire I've given warning;
You'll never have health, no'er get wealth.
Unless you're up soon in the morning.
Still hourly the sound goes round end round,
With a tone that ceases never;
While tears tire shed Sro the bright days fled,
And the old friends lost Sever !
its heart heats on—though hearts arc gone,
That warmer beat and yonnecri
Its hands still move—though hands see love
Are clasped (al earth no longer !
Tick. tick, it said, to the church-yard bed;
The Grace ha th given warning
-1.34,--tin—and rise to the Angel skies—
Anti enter it Heavenly morning! ,
.fanxitu eirtle.
The Immensity of the Utitver4e.
A 9 a proof of what an inunense honk the
heavens are, and also of the indefatigabili
ty of the stu-lent, man. in turning ever, its
le ices, 1/... Nichol, in his work describing
the magnitude of Lord Rosse's telescope,
says that Lord Roue has looked into space
a iiizeunee so tremendreo, so inconceivable,
t'tat light which travels at the rate of 200 -
000 miles i t one second, would require a
period of 250,000,000 of solar years, each
year containing about 82,000,000 of sec
ote!., to pass the intervening gulf between
this earth and the rem test point to which
this telescope has reached! How utterly
unable : is the mind to grasp even a fraction
of this immense Pt iod; to. conceive the
passing events of a hundred thousand years
only is an i tipossibility, to s•t nothing of
tuilliints and hundreds of millions of years.
The sun is ninety-five millions of miles dis
tant from the earth, yet a ray of light will
traverse that immense distance in 480 sec
onds; long as the 4 iistance may have seem
ed to be passed in so short a time, what
comparison can the wind frame betv cen it
and that greater dis . ancei which Dr. Nich
ol and Roue demonstrate would require
every second of that time to represent more
than 'five !Mildred thousand years ! And
recolluet the study of astronomy is not only
useful to excite entotiona of grandeur and
Sublimity at such discoveries; but it is the
basis of navigation end :Of our note of time,
and - unites the strictness of mathematical
reasoning, and the most certain oalculatious,
The Impatience and Despair Of
Vining Life.
We conteMplate with touch' .
.. amusement !:
the numbers of worthy, nadle-aged itidi
tiduals, cheerful, respectable authors, or I
hard-wot king men of business—merry old
baeholora, or happy fathers of families—
all of whotu were in their youth the wretch
oust of mortals, talking .perpetually of
"eliser" and “self-oestrootion." It seetue
ritticolous now, but it was awful y teal at
the thtAt. It is no more than a' phase of
mind witieh a1.,..05t every oue goes through,
(oxeent those worthies untroubled with any
Gentle Words.
Who has not felt the influence of gentle
words? wt at person have they not over-
come with a greater power than harsh
words or taunting remarks? Yet how feW
are in the habit of usinz them. Parsons
of the most trying di , positions, breaking
forth in loud exclamations of anger, with
out. any regard for the feelings f the indi
vidual for whom they were intended, be
come as calm as a summer's day when the
answer in return is all, gentleness--they
become ashamed and humbled before their.
victim. Again, we see those who have
met with others like themselves, answering
each other tauntingly, and so keep up the
controversy for hours, when a gentle word
would have settled all difficulties.. • Why,
then, should we not endeavor to smile
sweetly upon all; and ever strive to use
gentle words to those that surround
They are words that require no exertiun
on our part to bestto
Walking is Good.
Walking. is goud, nct stepping from shop
11) sht)por'.ront neighbor to neighbor; but
stretching nut into the country, to tho
freshest fields, and highest ridges, and
quintest lanes. However sullen the ima
gination way have been among its griefs at
home, here it cheers up and smilee. How
ever listless the limbs way have been when
sustaining a too heavy heart, hero they
arc braced, and the lagging gait becomes
buoyant again. However perverse the
memory may have been in presenting all
that was agonizing, and insisting only on
what can not be retrieved, hero it. is at first
disregarded and than it sleeps; and the
sleep of memory is the day in Paradise to
the unhappy. The mere breathing of the
cool wind its the commonest highway is
rest and comfort, 'which must be felt at
such times to be believe].
OU , critaitrotto.
Katy Cowslip's Fancies.
Girls, listen to ore. You all coins in
the world for a purpose; that purpose is
marriiuhny, and the sooner all you that are
eligible set about getting a husband the
better for yourselves and hose who other
wise will continue to be eigar-smoking, tod
dy-driuking, miserable 3astawuys. Win
ter is congenial to.wedlock, and it is com
ing with its long cozy fireside evenings, its
bustling parties and frolicsome balls; and
any t irl, with her proper wits about her,
need not see the spring flowers above
ground without an engagement on her
hands, if site but half embraces the chan
ces certain to be offered her? .LoOlt be
fore you leap,' is a good old grandmother's
sayi-g: but girls, don't throw the half of
a good chance away; it may not offer again.
When your fish is fairly hooked, don't play
him too long or lie may break your line;
but wind away ou the reel, steadily with a
will. 11 . 1tenlou have got him nearly to
land, let your mamma give him a slight
jerk; then, slip your baud net underneath
and flop it over him, when he finds him
self iu it. Cook him almost directly.—
Men are very much like fish: they don't
keep fresh long after being caught.
Have nothing to do with erratic bipeds
with no fixed intentions. Such fellows
there are Who will 101 l on your sofas, turn
the leaves of your music books and
your heads with silly nothingness, at
the saute time monopolize you for all
the fancy dunned, play waiter behind
your chair at supper,- he your bumble
servant at theatres and concert rooms,
and serenade you through a two or three
years campaign—bare nothing to do with I The Love of Titles.
them. • I For plain republicans, perhaps we are at
NV Matte • such drawlers off. Cut them
dead after taking them on trial fora win
ter and a summer, and 'begin- fresh on a
novelty. If a man does not come to the
, popping point' after - a uinter's dancing,
anti a summer's :nod ice creaming, he
wont do it at all. Ile is not a marrying
mon, and you had better, for your own
attires, hand such over to your young sis
ters, just out of short, dresses and pantel
ettes, smelling nice and fresh of bread and
butter, who have the thee to waste on tri
fles. You have none. •
! Mind, I don't say, don't wait for a man
if you are sure of him. Never care if he
is poor, if he is worthy. Your father was a
poor man, ten to ono, when he married
your mother. If you love the fellow, and
he merits it, love on; twit until he is in a
.positift to make the pot boil, and keep it
boiling; and gap some afternoon, when
your father ilkhappy in himself and at
peace with the world; throw yourself upon
his heart: wait until his dinner is digested,
and then put dear, Ilarry's love for you
Straight at hint.
Procrastination is the thief of time.
Don,t let the men procrastinate. Make
theta clearly define their positions. “To
be or not to be," that is the gnestion. I
admire a warm-bearted,.strong-loving girl,
one who, when her love is well bestowed,
is not ashamed to let the world see her
happiness; but I hate match-making mam
mas, and I despise girls who spend four or
five of the best years of . their lives in Walt
'zing and knitting purses, working slippers
for a set of fellows whose hearts. are in
their tailor's pattern books. These are the
men that are killing the purpose of your
lives,they are stealing away that fresh good
ness of heart, and ptire impulse of thought
and action,
which every girl should bring
'behusblind as a dowry. They wll bang
around you until you are thirty, if you
make op well, can bear.the test of gas-'
light, and have friends in a set they cannot
afford to Cu'; they will keep away from
you plain, boost and sensible own (quali
ities the danglers cannot claim,) who would
make old ace happy. Look for ono of
this latter class, then you will preserve
your pure womanly nature; your love for
him will spring up again to you ten fold, in
your children, and be perpetual in your
hitsband's grateful heart.' If you cannot
find 'such men, and live on alone with your
self until you are world hacked, why then
victimize one of the don leis. When he
is sated, and proved the vanity of all, he
will come to you, marry him, and think
yourself well off.
But marry, girls, marry, your mission is
matrimony. Think of forty-five in specta
cles with a cats knitting needles, chess
board, and chrome rheostat Ism—and shud
der. Dream of this, and then of a home;
fireside, dear Harry romping with Harry
Jr., you teaching a small copy of yourself
her letters, soother rocking a miniature
masculine in the- cradle, and Mary, sweet
little Mary, your eldest, playing 'Sweet
Home' on the piano. Look on that picture
of old, lone, forgotten, forty-five maiden
bond. Dream on it by night, and by day,
too, and when Harry says 'will you?' say
y ou- --4 y dcATY COWSLIP.
A General Cleaning Up.
A boy once went to a raftged school, and
had his face washed: awl" when he went
how neighbors looked at him with astral
ishment— ,They said, "shut looks like Tom
Rogers, and yet it. can't be, for he is so
clean." Presently his mother looked at
him, and finding his face .so clean, she fan
. cied her face was dirty, and forthwith
washed it. The father soon came house,
and seeing his wife and son clean, thought
his face very dirty, cud soon full,w
ed their example. Father, and , mother,
and scn all began to think the room looked
dirty; and down she went upon her knees
and scrubbed that clean. There ; was a
female lodger in the house who, seeing
such ti change in her neighbors, thought
her face a: d room 1 oked very dirty, and
speedily betook to the cleansing operation
likewise., • And very soon the whole was,
as it were, transformed, and wade tidy and
comfortable, simply by the cleansing of
one ragged school boy.
In the late council between the
Winnebago Chiefs, and Governor Ramsey,
Big Bear said that he did not want to see
any more schools amon , t ' his people, be
cause, Said he, afterwards education na.kes
the young women bad, and, the young men
too lazy to hunt, and too much like some
of the pale faces to speak the truth, keep
sober, or behave themselves like honest
Wiuuebagues. Big Bear is considered one
of the best Lunt of his nation.
roots, while out of the grouud,, should be
kept !twist, cud they should. never, for a
luetuent even, becowe dried during the pro
cess tit trausplaniiug. lleueo a rainy day
is recounliended, iu all eases, and especially
whore the roots are denuded.
little trio fond of titles. 'These titles are
not always the regard of long services or
the badge of real merit and distinction.—
There is a great disposhion to use the term
Esquire at the end of a otan's name, a sort
of title that is p rhaps the most
almost as common as the quirk in a pigs tail.
Captain, Major, Colonel sad Judge are con
ferred upon men who arc :ts ignorant in re
gard to utilitary affairs, or the machinery
of courts, as a Catuanche Indian is of the
one-lieu sineng. Sueh things give scope
for the-lmst unmerciful ridicule, and there
are few teen who do not see the ludicrous
ness of a title without the substance. We
have often laughed over a story of an hon
est Dutchman, who many years ago kept a
ferry at the mouth of Oil Creek.
A long time in the business had convin
ced hits that all the Yankees up the river
were men of distinction, for all were Ma
jors, Colonels, Doctors, Captains, or Judg
es. One day the old man was pollinz across
the streets with a large load of passengers.
j They were addressing each o•her as Major
thie and Col. that—every man but one had
a title. The old Pivelinran looked at the
plain Mt. —, with surprise. When the
fare catue to be pail, het barged the titled
men who asked the price, one shilling each.
- "What is my tare?" said the gentleman
who had no title, after the vet had paid.
"Your fare"—said the Dutchman—
“ Your fare is chUst nothing—you ish de
first high private Yetikeo I ever carried over
dis ~reek, and you is welcome !"---Uenan
go SpeCtator.
The Habits of Americans
- Capt. Mackinnon says :--No stranger
landing iu New York can fail to be pain
fully struck by the pale, wan, slight and
delicate appearance of both moo and wom
en. After raiding some titue it the coun
try, and acquiring a knowledge . of their hab
its, instead of being. surprised that so ma
ny of them die prematurely, one is aston
ished that they manage to live as long as
they do, or look so «•ell.
' , ln kl_qcture recently delivered in New
York EYl)r. Eitelt,lt is mentioned, as a
striking fact, that in the States only four
out of every hundred individuals live to the
age of sixty. In England, however, he as
serts that seven out of every hundred at
tain that age. Stillohough the climate in the
latter country is warmer, laid more temper
ate, it is much damper, and lies all those
atmospherical and other conditions •shich
contribute to pro Ince an immense amount
of consumption. The people are so conti
ned and eloscly paeleed—millions live so
poorly and in such miserable habitations—
that a far gre tier tendency to the above
disease exists in England than in America.
Why then should a greater mortality pre=
veil is the ITnited States'? The reason is
to be found in the different habits of the
people. In Englund, the experience of the
old is reverently regarded, and taken as a
guide; while in America, experience is but
little estimated, and the young consider
themselves more knowing - than their fathers.
The result is, they often find a fool for a
teacher, and die prematurely for their pre
Vulgar Words.
There is as much connection between the
words and tae thoughts as there is between'
the thoughts and the words.; the latter are
not only the expres4 n of the foroaT, but
they have pu.vev to re-set upon the soul
and leave the 'stain of corruption there. A
young luau uhu allows himself to use ono
profane or vulgar word, has not only shown
that therels a foul spot on his mind, but
by the utterance of that•word he extends
that spot and ialatues it, till by indulgenue
it will soon pollute and ruin the whole soul.
lie careful of your wards as well us your
thought,. If you can control the tongue,
that no improper words are pronounced by
it, you will able to control the
mind and save it from corruption. You
extinguish the fire by smothering it, or
prevent bad thoughts bursting out in len
guage. Never utter a word anywhere which
you would be ashamed to speak in the
prescence of the most religious luau. Try
this practice a little, agtl you will soon
have full command of yourself..
Pure air ic► Schou:ls.
At the edueation , tl convention at • New- I
ark, last Month, Dr. - Grise.ou, - of N. York,,
urged upon sehool euttli64loo• lima and
teachers, the iwportunee•of pure air for I
scholars. lie remarked that it would as
coltish. sense when he said that respiration
was the lust act of digestion. This act ox
idises uud decarbonizes the blood. The
want of fresh and
,•pure air is among. the
prime causes of •tuortality. ,It is a ..fao
that half a race die before, the age of tweu
ty-oue. The achuol-rootu and dortuitory
are changed into the uheiles of
Fresh air ts,4leliberately shutout, and tout
sir, that fell tuittister of death,.ke, t in.—
\V hen sill due attention le r paid to the
subject of ,velcilatiou iu .. , constructing
school-rooms, puinte nails, and dweiltngs?
Anecdote of Lafayette.
Shortly after Lafayette's second return
from America, ho was at Versailles when
the King was about to review a division of
troops. Lafayette was invited to join in 1 1
the review. He was dressed in the Amer
ican uniform, and was standing• by the side
of the Due de Conde, when the King, in
his tour of conversation with the offcers,
came to him, and after speaking on several
topics, asked him questions about his nni
form nod the military efisttuno in the Uni
ted States. The King's attension was at
tracted by a little medal, which was at
tached to his coat in the saute manner a
the insignia of orders are usually worn in
Europe, and he asked what it was. La
fayette replied that it was a symbol, which
it was the custom of the foreign officers in
the American service to wear, and that it
bore a device. The King asked what was
the device; to which Lafayette answired,
that there was no device common to all,
but that each officer chose such as pleased
his fancy.
"And what has pleased your fancy ?" in
quired the King.
"My device," said the young generay
pointing to his medal, "is a liberty pole'
standing on a broken crown and sceptre."
The King smiled, and,pith some pleas
antry about the republican propensi lea of
a French marquis in American unie 1.11),
turned the conversation to another. tot ie.
I Conde looked grave, but said nothing.
Winter the thne to think
Winter is the time for farmers to think
—spring, summer, and fall, to work; ands
the three latter season's labor will he too
little profit, if the time of the first sball
have been misspent. All the plans of the
next season's operations should be laid and
well considered during the winter. All
improvements, all designs for new opera- 1
tions; all the work to be done should then
be considered and prepared for; so that!
when the time for work arrives, he will
• have nothing to do but to 'go
Then he has no time to think; but if In has •
been wise durint7 the winter, he will have'
no need of it. It is a pitiful sight to look ,
at. in the spring, when all nature is in an
eustacy of delight, to bee a famer flying
about 'like a hen with her head cut off,'l
trying to do a thousand things at once, not
knowing which to do first, running here midi,
runnittg there in ceareli of his rusty imple-1
wants, setae of which require repairs, some
cant be found, Use plowing season passing!
away, th, planting s..,ason rapidly advan-I
clog, and he riot prepar‘d for any thing.—
Oh! it is pitiful.—Exciange.
A QUE OR 1111 N.
One of the voters of Peru township, in
this county, 'stuck in' the following ticket
on the 2d of November.
"My Kingdom is not of this world, else
would my servants fight.
'One i, your master even Christ, and ye are
his brethren.
'Resist not evil.
'Bless them that persecute you.
'Be not overcome of evil, but overcome!
evil with good.
glf thine enemy hunger, feed him, if ho
thirst, give him drink.
'Swear not at all.
'Fattier forgive them, they know not
what they do."
would vote for equal Human Rights
without. distinction; fo: the Dominion of
the Prince of Peace; for allegiance to the
God of J ustice and Love.'—W,V; Senti
•lie taus• have meant the l'iereeites
wheu he put that on his ticket.
Genii of Thought.
The true artist has the planet fnr Me l little boy, we thank you a thousand times,
pedestal; the adventurer, after years or and will remember you iu our prayers to
strife, has nothing broader than his own. Heaven."
shoes. 1 Edmund then walked on to school, and
1 count him a great man who inhabits a! felt happier than the purchase of a whole
higher sphere of thought, into which other' library could have made him.
men rise with labor and difficulty. • When Edmund came home from school,
' Talk much with any man of vignions his father eked .him what h9oksha had
mind, and we acquire very fast the habit . bought. Edmund tuna . dunn his he4(l a
of looking at things in. the satnedight, midi moment, but quickly locking lip, ho replied:
on each oecurranoe we auticit ate his "I have bought"tio books, papa. I gave
thought. • awn , to sonic poor Swiss people,
Poverty is, except where there is an ac- whom I net, and who seemed very, very
tual want of food and raiment, a thing miserable."
much more imaginary than teal. The' ~A nd you prefer Fie inn away your mon•
shame of poverty—the shame of being ey t o having a new year's I resent ? Is it
thought pour—it is a great and fatal weak- so ?" weced his rit'hel ,
ness, though mishit! in this ...tory from "I think I can wait till next new year
the hidden of the t was Limuselves. fo,' tny present," mid Eine:tel.
; , ‘T Lava
iWhen we aro inalltftl by i:eas, w e d,, nistny 1 rutty li.tlc Books alreitil3; Dud th. se
, net one this to Pla.o, but to the iuea, t o poor pool le not only had no 1 ool:e, lint
i which also Plato was debtor.. ! were without pr ior clothing and co .0.-
1 Bustle is nut industry, any amore thou 0, if y'ou had seen how grad they 'acre to
thipludcuee is courage. . receive the money 1 "
---------«-......---- . . 1 'My dear little boy,' exclaimed his father,
RD' The number or Bibles weekly sold' "here is a whole bundle of books, which I
in Cincinnati, is. said to be enertebus, touch • have bought for you, more as a rewird for
greater than any would suppose from the your goodness of heart, than as ' a new
condition of morals iti that city. Like oth-. year's gift.
er pree;ous volumes, they are,.no doubt
.."1 saw you,give the money to the poor
largely purchased but little read, their Se iss family; and it was no an t ill soot for
buyers bzlioving they perform a sacred oh- a little boy 1 . 9 hart vi h CO ebter 'llly. Be
ligation by gaining posaesaiun of them, tht.s ever rcs , tv to litlp the eistrossed and
kvi!hout feeling any necessity of, becoMing destitute, and . everS..t ear of . vbar life will
- - .
acqaamted with their contents. ' be 'a happy new year. -
VOL 17, NO. 52
Vouttite eoittmit.
Who Would not Kneel in Prayere
When happiness with lavish hand
I, casting flowers before ua—
When life seeing void of care or paint
And qtllllly skit e are o'er us;
While Love and Hope are hovering near
Like soluels Night and frit.—
Who would not then, in TitAxxrrixsee,
Wbu woull not kneel in prayer?
When sorrow broods with darksome wing
And shadows every joy—
When Friendship's smile nil hollow new
And love proves bet alloy;
When o'er the tomb of hnried hopes
Our hearts lie bleeding there--
Who would not in an hour like this,
Who would not kneel in prayer?
When Death's cold icy hand is laid
In terror on each form.
Who would not seek a shelter then
From every corning mwm?
Who would not cat one look to heaven,
And plead fur mercy there—
Who would not then itnptoringlr,
Who would not kneel in prover?
DEAR CRIIIRREN—We Lnce thr 0030 e month
hPen giving you, in the "Yonthg' Coht on" of the
plea,:ant lcsaot,a, de..aned to improve
your hating, minds, and ... ne m 11 yen, 10 ,
and would ;!roW wise and good, you must
he plyasr4 with ttese I.R,nrp4 and deli,:ll to rend
the:li. The one nut follows can not fail to teach
you how to spend
A Illapp3 New Tear.
One clear, cold morning, en the first of
January, little Edmund rose front his bed,
and dressed. and washed hitt.self in haste,
that be might he the first to wish the rest
of the faaily "a happy new year."
After he had 100 eti into every room in
the !Immo, and shentelfrrth these words
of welcome, he ran into the street, to re
peat them to such of Es coturades as he
might chance to see.
When he returned home, his fivher gave
him twit bsieht pieces of money for a new
year's present.
1 Edmund felt very happy as be took them,
i for he had long wished to hey some pretty
books, which he had seen at the windows
of the bookshops.
.. .
He left the house with alight heart, in
tending to purchase his hooks on his way
' to school. But, as he turned the corner of
a street, he saw a roar Swiss family, consis
ting.of a man and his wife, and three chil
dren, who stood, shivering with cold, on
the sidewalk.
The poor,penple had cone several hum ,
Bred miles in a ship, from Switzerland, their
native home. They were without friends,
without money, anti it it htmt a home. Their
clothes were thin and torn, and the scent
ed very wretched.
"I wish .you a happy new year," said
Edmund, as he was passing on in thought
, less .gayety.
1 The man shook his head, and replied,
91e no uuderstand."
"You are not Americans, then C" asked
The man again shook his head, for he
could not speak our language; hut he point
ed to his mouth, and then looked down up
on his children, as if to say, '\\'e aro very
hinter ; these little ones have bad nothing
to cat for many long boas."
Edmund understood, in an instant, that
the poor people were in dis•ress. lie took
forth his two pieces of money, and gave ono
' to the man, anti the other to his wife.
They said some thin,r, which Edmund
did not understand, hut. which meant, 'God