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' 20 00 16 00 t a ble.colunaoiisplayeti, per annum 05 00 six. months, 3 00 LI three " 16 00 44 one month. 6 00 per square of 10 lines, each insertion Under 4. 100 fro of columns will be inserted at the same llini.trator's or Executor's Notice, 200 Notices. each, 1 50 S s rifi; Sales, per tract,, 1 50 irriage Notices, each, 1 00 Vrarce Notice, each, 1 50 liziti,trator's Sales, per square for 4 ..efti, n . lv:nms or Professional Cards, each, tote/ce di ng 8 linos, per year, - 5 00 ,tecial and Editorial Notices, per line, 10 pr All trhuAent advertisements must be nitlia a.france. and no notice will be taken oftßerti.scmcnts from a, distance, unless they scronv.mied by the mono or satisfactory !tenet. i 1 311th1t.55 i eatl)s. JOHN S. MANN, groRNEy AND COUNSELLOR AT LAW, Coudervort, Pa., will attend the several Courts in l'otter and M'Kean Counties. All care will receive on Mairrst...oppo -10:1 .111'ICING PHYSICIAN, Coudersport, *dully inform:, thf: citizens of the Til- 4,:e and riein:tY that lie will promply re rt:d to Al calk for professionul services. ar. Mail! E 4., in building formerly oc-. crud by C. V.. Elik, 9:22 E. A. JONES. SMITH JONES, IN DRUGS, MEDICINES, PAIN Fanny Art,dt.s:.Statizuury, D- :crass at., Cputlf O.I,3ISTED, *V GOODS, REA.DY-M._ rockery, Grucerie2, &c., Main a io:1 • M. W, MANN, IN BOOKS & ti.TATIONERY, MAI ed.Ld ]tunic. N. W. corner of Ma Ltd its., Coudersport, Pc. /9:1 NARK GILLON, and TAILOR, late from the City. trpcel, England. Shop opposite sf,, Couder,port ; Potter Co. P. B. — Particular attention paid to HENRY J. OLMSTED, [TTCCEESOIt TO JAMES W. SMITII,) STOVES, TIN fl.; SHEET Il Gain Et., nearly opposite the CI Coudersport, Pa. Tin and SI Warn wade to order, in good style, notice. - if ALLEGANY HOUSE, MILLS, Proprietor, Coles' Co., Pa., seven miles north of C es the Wellsville Wad. - '9:44 Far among the regal sting on high,. E Marching in lordly triumph through the "alci, Dimming all the nnkingdomed spheres of Oh! thou all-glorious, burning Hym, That o'er the unfathomed deep doth nightly . . • Forth from the harbor of 4 elestial glory bright. And hast thou like a falcon flown 1 From where Oniscienee, in his majesty alone, (Judge of the living and the dead,) Watches the stately planets wheel around his mighty throne With hushed and humbled tread! lie comes: and lo! those mystic vaults unclose, And from their liquid depths the hissing . Comet glows, Like crimson blush upon a lilied face— For, flashing from the unseen land, Jehovah's kingly hand Rath htultd thee, blazing, through all space. Oh, Eerce, exulting one, thy furnaced heat may glow iu vain, Thy flame-like tears shall fall like rain— The 't Power which rules yon mighty realm, In wisdom holds the limits of thy grace, Nor.lets thee win the lustful Earth's embrace. Thei'e is no fear—a mighty Band is at the heln,i! All dny the the winds of heaven have fanned thy brow of flame, ~ And the blue-ethereal tides hare rippled rotinfl thy glowing train, • : :; While thy sun-paled splendors ceaseless•9in Their softer lights unto the land of seraphim While bright ranges the azure ring To lade with gems thy waiting wing. , L 1 50 A thousand eyes are nightly to thee turned, And sages say for ages has thou burned Thy heated pathxvny up the blue ; Yet still that matchless splendor burns, Fed from the unfSiling urns Such as the dark Earth never new. H Ocr. 1851 H. P. El. I . . The lark is singing gayly in the madow, The sun is rising o'er the far blue hills, But she is gone, the music of whose talking'! Was sweeter than the tones of summer Fills. Sometimes I see the blue-bells bloomirig 14 the forest, 1 J And think of her blue eyes; • ! Sometimes I seem to hear the rustle of her garments— i j , 'Tis but the wind'S low sighs. .! adersport, Pa., will its in Potter and 10:1 OLMSTED, %LIAM %T LAW, tend to all business ith proniptnes and Mace Block, see -10:1 I see the sunbeams trail along the orchard, And fall, in thought, to tangling up her, hair; And, sometimes, around the sinless lips of childhood, ' Breal,s forth a smile such as she used to wear. EM idergpcirt. Ps., Will Atrusted to him, with Office coruer uf West But never pleasant things around, abov us, Seems to me like her love— More lofty than the skies that bend and brighten o'er us, More eonsuint than the dove., \TOX, lsboro'. Tiogn Co.. ts in Putter and 9:13 She walks no more beside me in the morning.' She meets me not on any summer ere: But once, at night, I beard a low voice.ea,lling, "Oh, faithful friend, thou bast ncit. long to grieve " 1' • Next Year, when larks are singing gdvly in the meadow, • I shall not hear their tone ; But she, in the dim, far-off country of the stranger, • Will walk no more alone. .'..IY.INCER, Pay- L.) Potter Co., Pu.. hi his line, with . S AND CONVEY- Evrzt will MEE WEI to order. :5:13 She-stood breast-High amid the corn,! Clasped by the :*olden light of morn, , Like the sweetheart of the sun, - Who - many a glorious kiss had Won, On her cheek an autumn ;—such flush. Deeply ripened a blush, . - In the midst of ‘zrown was horn Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell, . But long lashes veiled a light Which bad else been ull too bright And her hat, with shady brim, Made her tressy forehead dim— Thus she stood amid the stooks, Praisitig G!otl with sweetest looksf Sure, I said, Leaven did not mean Where I reap thou shouldst but glean; Lac rthy sheaf aclown and come. harFest and my home. .; SOS, 7rom the Knickerbocker Magazine for Nov TUE MILLENNIAL CLUB. I cannot tell whether you would cab our Club a political club or not. In this country, where we are nothing if not pn litical, we never tolerate politics, so I hope It is not. " What do.you, think, Sir, of putting the inhabitants of the Cannibal Islands in. to a bag, and throwing them into thisea ?" 44 Well, really, Sir, you must excuse) me, but Idlo not interest myself in polities. I know, in fact, nothing about them." Ah 1 well then, my dear Sir, what do you think of Lon. Shanks whO has been selling Buncomb ;hod ?" " Think of him, Sir ? I think ihe is a d--4 rascal, Sir, that's what I think of - Under these circumstances, our Club Ettes- - tOtitst '' For the Potter Journal t THE COMET. From Harper's •Itagazine, Nortmter. pt NEXT YEAR. ZS - LOUISE CHANDLER MOULTON. RUTH. BY THOSIAS 1160 D aDvire Italfing. BY A 3IYAIBEIL 4)0ga:10 of p- -t I* .; • i 410100. 0811pERSPORT, POTTER',COUNTY, • PA., tiIiRSDAT, NOMMR 4;1858. was, formed. ' The only difficulty with it is; that it always remains so small.: Its motto is the old. Greek- proverb, Every Mittesgeod'sevelotlitrinan ;" zud altlio it?is almost hiposSible at this iate day and in this distant country, to tell exactly what it means, we have reduced it to a practical form by saying, nolaody.shall buy ti*escent segars for four . cents. The doctrine and the practice impress me vets strangely, who have been cdoca ted in Europe,; where I liaie all life seen a few people=-of the blue blood, I suppose- 7 --smoking. shilling' replies for nothing. At first I trait pleased by it, but I think I was:pained .rit. last-; and I often ,00mpareci one of these few people with lone of the many, to discover the real ma son of the difference. But the smoking machine was quite the same in . both cases, as far as I could,make out, except, possi- blv, that there was more smoke about the few and more fire in , the many. However, Igrcw l used to it. I say it to my shame, I - have been as comfortable inw palace as in a cabin. But I had no business , in the palace; nobody has. So Strcingly was I persuaded of it, that I . came home. For at home, said my ear -Ily recollections, you will find segars of ' the same price to every customer. Those recollections were the syrens that sweetly sang nie homeward. I bounded asho:e into their alms ; I elaiuted the fulfilment. of their promises; I demanded that they should show me a world which was not disgraced by Its inhabitants. Then came the question I have record ed above, from which it oppe.zred that un der his clothes man is always a fowl with out feathers : 1 that is to say, he is always busy nicking up his own corn, and not in t the least degree solicitous whether you get yours or not ; perhaps even thinking that if your : legs fail for want of corn, so! that you cannot step about, there will be; one pair of bills less. And do we not al-. ways want fesier bills ? 1111111 It is dont to contemplate the human lien-yard, because there is always corn enough, and yet so few liens get any thing to eat. I'ip and sudden exits prevail on every. hand ; and some chanticleer in roy al red, smoking, as it were, shilliegregalias for nothing, steps lordly bout, and finally I sinks in a plethora. So we formed the Club. Its object is simply the Miilennium, and it means the amelioration of the race. We have no public 111 eetiugs, but every member works where be can mid how he can. I have seen them busy at high 'change, and heard them in the pulpits of every sect. They are frequently to be encountered at lyee-• urns deliveriug lectures; And sometimes in editorial romus writing leaders. During the recent pear season the Pres ident invited several of the members to' his country-seat to eat pears, with the promise of a trip in his yacht. -You will see from what be said, whether he is not ourproper President. His country-seat is a charming place. The air is so sweet about it, the light so soft, the landscape so tranquil and lovely,- that I always think of it as in Arcadia, but I believe it is real ly in Connecticut. As yOu approach it through winding lanes, with glieirscs ofl d . siant wz.ter, as broad and splendid PS the sea, but fur convenience called Long Island Sound, the fields lie on either hand so profoundly peaceful,' the reposing. eat tlei chew the cud - with drowsy unconcern ; the barns are so fat, and the infrequent farm-houses'so sleepy, that men coming from the town hail the tranquillity as-sail ors after tumultuous tossing at sea, smell I the sweet breath of unseen Spanish gar-I dens; in the air "It was, I ween, a lovely spot of ground; And there a season at*tea J tie and May, linlf-plankt with spring ; -with summer" half ; imbrotrued, IA listless climate made, where, south to say, living wight could work, ue cared even for play." I Do you fancy the ample gardens, the stately terraces, the long bowery alleys and trimmed avenues, the smooth sweep of- lawns, skirted with perfumed shrub bery, the splashing fountains, Vases, stat ues Do you see the gay company flit ting tip.and down the marble stepi, lean ing over the foliaged balustrades, smiling, bowing, whispering ? .Do you pass on in to the lofty halls andpiettired parlors, the dim library, the banqueting-room, the long raoge-of galleries? Ili• yon behold this rural elystnth, this pastoral- Paradise ? .1 . So did 1; but when along that winding loc.-catching glimpses of the distant wa ter, we wilkeikat sun -set, the earth seem ed entirely prepared for the reign of peace and good-twill, as the President discoursed t$ us in the following strain': A child . who loiters in old libraries, and stands high. do the steps dotrouring old bOoks Written by hands now dust, of places now changed forever; who sits in the dusky, sileuee while Time softly steals the day away hour by tour; and the lota tlokiug clock in the distant hall, which fills the house ,with its sound, affects him like' ,the soothing of a nursery song, hici,itnagination full of visions of quaint iamb try villas and vast estates, rural. man sions and baronial halls, which -stretch I away in alluring' perspective .when ever he. is bidden lei the country. Every farni he hears of, is a " Thaltestutii:m to li--share," to a thoughtful city .child. Sinne.bo?,-3 stand ou the library -Saps Fall their lives: • -Wherever they go; what ever.they see, they are-still iu the dusky libra'ry, and Still knoW only the romantic aspect of the World. Such are they who go to the Coliseum, and behold only ; pic turesque arelies . fringed with - fettles in an- Italian moon-light, who fancy Roinan darnesi with jeweled fingers, dead centu ries ago, pointing gladiatorti to death ; and who do nut shudder that the very grOund they tread on is saturated with the blood of countless Murders, that the very stones are crystalliied with shrieks of horror... Otherbo - S, on their way clown the step' S, discover that: 'come Splendid results have !been attained in the world too soon - , as it, were, and unfairly. They are like early peas and strawberries, coming on .the . ta ble before du:lr. - natural time. .Thus great lease and luxury for the individual should be known in 'a society where everybody is comfortable. A few men in it few places bare enjoyed great doinains, spacious pal aces and parks, and lovely pleaSure ground.l. flow lovely and pleasant they are as you-walk in them ! The Villa d'Este at Tivoli, far instance : I recollect it;on that perfect day of. sum mer. I linger again down the silent I avenue of cypresses; I. hear the .feeble splash of water in the Ifountain with the ruined Mossy margin :and here is one gone thy. The light glimmers, the shadows deven. I It is not Ferrara, but it is the Villa d'Este, and it is by the magic of that "lame- that the figure with the laurel ed head and the melancholy eyes glides, holdin , a manuscript from ,ladies whose eyes smile upon. him and whose pride shuns him. How rich and stately and beautiful the villa is in its decay.! Was is ..alto,gether beautiful -, in its prime?— Trees, fountains, and statues always \are. How about the system of which it. was' a pretty flower? The retreating figure of, Tasso seems to have left only sadness in this enchanted air. : Palaces. haVe a millenial aspect to the Imagination, for they imply that every man in the world is at ease.. No man wants to' eat cake while, his ;brother is starving —I mean ideally, not historically, exactly. The haggard beggar at her elbow spoils the beauty of th lutist beautiful woman in the world, just as, a mud hovel destroys satisfaction in the palace it adjoins. how can you hope to get music front the harp when only its least string is unstrung ? Is the world less harmonious than a harp ? 'So these things seem to have been pos sessed too soon. The race was never yet so prosperous,- that any individual should have built Chatsworth or Certosa. With what immense injustief. the romantic Ken ilworth Castle is tainted ! For the hidden principle of 'feudal tenure, whether In Egypt or England, ugly and coarse as the, foundation-wall of the un..st beautiful tem ple in the world, is, every man for himself and something else for the hindmost! - Do you remember the Cathedral at Co logne ? It - has been unfinished - for hun dreds of years It never will be finished. But upon the incomplete tower vines hang and ware—fuliage.bitiows and rustles, and all the romantic pomp of antiquity crowns an ancient fragment that was never a ruin. So it is with many ante feudal phenome na. They arc decorated with a grace and beauty that should properly belong only to results ripened by the holiest, not by the meanest civilization. These retharks contained the whole. philosophy 'of our Club. The objeotions to'building Chatsworth and Certosa, continued our President } do not lie against my country-seat. It is a little old hou:4t on-the shore, standing,- at the grassy mouth of 'a pretty river that, winds inland from a bay of the Suundt. It is ;separated front the Sound'ou one side by'a long,low; sandy spit, on, which stands ahr.t i alone on the wide, wide Sea.. The- hut- seems to be built in the water srhert the tide is high, and stands pro 7 roundly solitary ; and you will be - glad to hear that it was the house in which CoW per wrote - his Ode, and Ziwwerman his book on solitude. The house is so near the pebbly and grassy beach that the children are flounder ing in and out of the , water all . the -time. They dress on the porch, and scamper . down---snlaih—whoop The land id old element, hugging the earth, is glad tiOoe caressed in turn by the blithe young im mortals. They bring in marine booty without end, and their struatic forays_ are richly rewarded. Dry horse-shoes, with all their anatomy displayed--shells ' stones, weeds, *wets; every thing is fish to the net . of that childish curiosity on the shore. I say, one is not troubled there With the:feeling that injustice is done to any other human being. No farmer can com plain, for not a solitary potato do I raise; nor the butcher, for 1 buy all my Meat .; nor the &henna, for ',buy fish; nor the stable-keeper of the next village, for .I hire horses; nor the grocer, for I buy stores. I.raise nothing, an d no. Not a hen clinks, , not a pigeon coos, not a dog barks, not a home neigh; not a,cow"hiirs, about 'tile'in . muds of iny country r seat. — - • - Will you see the gardens=—the terrseeS - -the fountains? • • They are Close by. -The finest flower. grow hi the wood yonder. The jihrdest and most lerel terrace is, in the pastuze beyond the roar bars. Lawn and lake are combined hi the gleaming Waters of . the bay, and my 'yacht is a cat' Jorge enough foi two. . - Cid, who is a member of our Club in full Standing; but Who, I think, has smut of the true-blue blood in his heart, evidently had hopes of something-like the Alhambra; when, suddenly, the President jumped over the fence, and opened the little wooden i gate fur us to enter. We tramped through flit long grass under t.. venerable old cherry tree, bj a wagon house, in front of which was no .wagrat ; and at the end of the piazza of, a little tumble-down, cottage stood' the ,mother of a swarm of children thatcauie rolling and bounding over the grass to meet their papa l and his friends. • . I " This is my ecatutry-seat, gebtltruen," said the,President, as he waved his baud over the fields. "I pay three dollars and a half rent every - mouth. I do my farming in Fulton Market. I hey wy seg,ars of Mr. Sparrowgrass; and never pay less than the price. The taint of Kenilworth is un known here. The cloud' that hangs over Locksley ffall is dissolved ititoAt rainbow in our sky. Gentlemea, the pears and melons are on the table. -Walk,in f" At a special meeting of the Club, held on the piazza in the evening—l Will say of the Democratic Club, although there are several celebrated Democrats who are not members—it has been unanimously decided, and now stands upon the record, that certain pleasures can be said to be fully and fairly enjoyed only in a Com monlieolth, or a state of society in which feudalism is utterly abolished. There was, indeed, one member who pished, and sputtered, and Said': "Pooh, pooh, don't be impracticable. You've got to take the world as :you find it. Shall I not do what I will with mine own ?" The President of the Club instantly re plied; with a sweetness that has secured his reelection : L!peittap . s so; if you can find out what your own is." • We all returned to town next - day but one. The intervening dap was devoted to an excursion in the yacht, on which oc casion I was twice pat ashore to recover the tone of my stomach. I was perhaps not so happy as some of the others. But still; as I walked alone upon the beach, and looked over the bright dancing water, I*ondered linty flinch truth there might be in what the President had said.l If the spirit of feudallism is so subtle, and' can so deeply taint the Castle-wallS And snowy sumntitsrold in story," is it quite washed out by the salt sea that rolls between us and old history, so that no. possession olours, is liable to _be taint ed' by it? Ts it necessary to suppose that every fri6nd - of man who talks.with a needy knife-grinder must Le: a hypocrite and charlatan ? It Was Canning who .wrote the comical sapphirs-but was Canning's Enoland such a heaven that he could at . - fora- to write such' verses ? Dues not the whole course of history show that the one thing-wanting has been practice of the principle'of our Club--"Everyman'sgood'S-- eyeryotherman ?" If you. think so, why not join ? "Thy Will be . Done." The voice of warning pierces through life's fold, hourly almost, with a peal. Du we heed it ? It comes upon us, it speaks to uslimid pleasure and selfish pursuit. and heated contest, and eager striving to guide, to save. Do we obey it? Alas,: too often is that voice heard only as the passing wind that sweepi by us I And yet there hreatims not the being who does not long to follow it, who does net feel as if he must obey it, who does not resolve to be guided by it. Let it be so: For none of us can there be hope or happiness unleis we do it—unless like the true penitent we can say, "Thy will be donor'.' The following picture 'is no fiction, and thomilitlesi youth; "Mid sober an,. may gaze upon it and learn something of the sterner realities of life, and know,- too, the only means by which its hard trials may be met; or its sechicing-..lores-ovei- "THY - WILL 'DB bola." A mother was kneeling in the soft light of the dying day, by the side of her suf fering babe; the sweet, low-breathe& ac cents of the father went uplu supplica; tion,.aa if to the very ear of the Eternal : —"0! - Then who didst weep at the of Lazarus, and Bost note every pultation of the heart, look down in thy compas sion on one helpless child. -0 ! save him for thy mercy's sake ! Whatever else thou' withholdest, give us the life of our sweet babe." - "Amen" responded the tremblinvOice . of the heart-stricken mother, as she wiped away head ilia Fold sweat from hu pale fore, . . , (10! 'William, I cannot . gip) film up," SI .~. i . .F(1,;(;. : R Crai.NTtl.: . .,. ; .-.if.i. '-r. MUIM.- 41.25 /.1 -.^;*-Mpa;;;; she added,. "he is a so lovely,3tnd,;thep....lm is our one; surely ,your be gran ed." : ';' The cradle"; infant-lay;mittiottless in its cradle.; its little bchsoin bcared with ithefaint breath of -lifer it tiny fin ii 'were - half hid beneath its gelileiC: ll6ll 2 . while the sweet sthile . that Playedraroitiad its f4Tereci lips, seetned , to . tespond-to.thi: whispering of 'angels- sail 4they were:=lll4 ready welcoming the free spirit to :the" land of light..The:father- and' mother gazed, upon it with an intenlitY that' Min t er but a Tutrent's heart-can teel.: the smile relaxed—the hand fell - upon itf bosoin—the throbbing of the - imartAo came more tranquil—a moisture diffusa itself over the. skin, and a sweet Sleep felt upon it, clothing it as with a - mantic: A Lone and quietly it alumberedp . avidwhen the eye opened and tile lip , reoved? its cherub face seemed irradiatcd;withtinz, earthly intelligence and purityle:&44o,„ ter day, and night aftermight the (father and Mother watched their'boy,as het slowly restored to health and activity.::-4 God !spared him, and he grew s iap in luVez lines, the pride of his parents. Pesii-: knee stalked abroad.' Death laid low thu° young and the beautiful; , Still, theli child, as if by some talismanic' spell was preserved, and the fond mother th - Snlfed God in her heart, that he had lived to comfort her,• * * * * * * Time passed on. ' the wither' IbentioVer him—a blighted blasted being. I The 'cherub smile of infantine innocence bad (given place to the intensity of rej.. worse; and the sterness of despair. The: fair boy had grown to manhood. He had !i i onel forth into the world. He bad min gled Witlt the - giddy throng that pursue (the pl . .‘asure, till they _find too,late that her, joy istut uaine, 10 phantom; that she leads to sorrow arid:' death.: Her contaminating, withering: influnee overmastered him, and. he witit" on till the poisonous mildew of guilt set4', tied on his soul, and wasted his eiistenei,' "het me curse God and Ale," said the wretched sufferer. "0! that thou badht died inllic:calii ness j and sveeetnesi_of;_thf:ehildhood-,7 murnared the Self-atensinglOilie'r. •e'" , 4 Again, the father knelt by the bedsidi; of his son; and his - ; 'voice once more went,; Up in prayer. "Whatsoever. thou girost - : or withholdest, enable us to shy sincerely.; "Thy will - Lc dune." • • • . "Amen." clearly articulated the mot - IW. or, and the Angel of Dealli took the' spirit .of the hopeless to the bar of God.- C.'l,ristiaa Rcti leg, In a chapter on sacred iibetry, Dr. SUEr,TON 3lcKENzik; Of the . Philadelphia PfCS4', observes: " As an inexplicable curiosity, the tense badness of rhyme in most of tho'. - . psalms and hymni used in_ poblie..atitri private worsh i p.-.:Watts; Weiley; William Cowper, James 3lontgomery,„ Kirk White .and Thomas . Moore are' hitifoseilier only poets who, writingi upon sacred subjects, have adhered to irhylne.' We hiii-elately„ fallen upon sometbitiz very difforepc,fiOW the usual poetiCal paraphraia.....of sacred Writ: It is a versification of the Loid's -Prayer—an orisons the brevity , ;and'.. - 04 7 aentration of which ou,ht to those who ithltik.te itimany tords when they .pour'ont 'prayer and . It 7 inm, , v lately been published in - 4ondon, is posed as a duet, and harmonized foil toiir voices, with an accompaniment for the or gan or piano-forte.' It nins thus? Mn~ - 'Our Heavenly. rattier; liar tnii: prayer ; ." Thy naunilielcialrowe eyeritiliere; Thy kingdomperr2ct -- In earth; as in Heaven - , let ail, • Give - this,ilay.:4 bread, t 't:tre'niav live: Forgive our sins 94 we forgive; Help us temptation to withstairit;-: From evil shield us byjii:yliond Now and ever unto Thee; _ The kingdom, poker, - a:nd-gloiflii:4".”s "Here nothin. , is 'redundant, nothiucr wanting. The_musie, simple and melai ;lions: is said to:beArorthy of the- words.:: The most curious circumstance connected;= l _ , with' this paraphiaSe is, that all- Perseus - ' concerned keepTkeir names concealed.— The aUthors are, ‘4..1g.."cand.f.1:4,1'." IL" the artist who hasbeautifully Owned the music is "R. The musical composer is "G. F. The paraphrasoli'Vtitilif; is as near perfection as. humaiiiiiiiiificai". make - it, haii;been7dZy 'entered at Sta tioners' 'fall.' - but is: uptituNisbgstk BO that it may be adopted in rablioliad prig rate worship." .1., • SUE WAS early C6iiiitOtt.R cut times a farmer bay 'was 'arrested the monstrous offence pf,kissing a'pretti . coun try lass, at her fathcr's.gate on - a Sun- day -evening. He pleaded,: as an excuse to the officer that he thoM7tit of thiitai n.cat she was his. - Consii3.' onathan, alp the maid, - "if 'pair want - me, musn't tiy, to getout of it TIZAT Vie/ 4 41'.!:, ; -‘ "all - right, my dear, I'll stand agree to be looked up for three days.;•lait , r When-I get back, I . e.lipect to have Pa:', tience r "To be sure; and I'll be ready," returned the Connec4vit : Po3Fo/M- _. El i ~~~ =I ` ' ...rt". ar, >.~ - .r _ .. , t' . ...:, :„ .63 BE ,s 1 -r 4- -+ )11 WE /EMI Amen
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