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Destroying hope and causing love' from earth 111-omened 'birds. [to flee,' 0 idle words! Preying upon the heart, - Leaving with wounds a deadly smart; Expiring breath that taints the very air, Will ye forever leave your victims to despair? Ilhomened 0 idle words ! }Jon many are the tears That ye have caused to flow: the fears Ye have begot and made tomoutitains grow, Crnshing the innocent beneath n weight of wo, 111-omeneti birls. 0 idle-words! Your flight is ever on. • In heaven darkening tire sun ; • • By wearying journeyingi without &d ay, To woad your dreary way unto theAdgment 111-me:led birds. [day, —Knickerlocker, ifarch. Come to my bedilde, mother : List! there's an angel band Singing, in low sweet voices, Songs of the peaceful land. List to their soft, notes 'sighing— - i Lulling me to my sleep— ' Farewell! but repeat it softly, Else might the singers weep. Grief might silence their tones so sweet— And the song is so lovely—" We part to Meet!" The waves were singing on the shore; We heard nothing—nothing Mori, i Pass your hand over my brow' Cold fingers press rut- eyes; l i The light is fading slowly From the summer skies; The tender flowers are trembling, Cold winds begin to moan O'er that pathway dreary- Where I must walk alone! Alone. upon the pathway wide, And you arc not by Ida's side. We see no path—'tis warm and mild— No fingers press your eyes, my child. Mother, their songs again I hear, Like echoes softly sounding! Come .with use to that radiant light O'er the cold and storm abounding. A pathway more genial and pleasant Seems opening to my view— And beautiful. white-winged angels, Now beckon me there from you. Their friendly hands will guide me there ; "Come, tender lamb I plainly hear. We saw,no path. we heard no Sound. But Ida sleeps 'lleath a rassy Mound ! eiwirt Skipper George's Story. A 2nuch{ny Adeenture on the Coast of! .Nenfoundland. [The following stony we extract from .a new novel, entitled, "The New Priest in Conception Bay," in Two V 01.4.. Price, $1.75; published by Messrs. 'Phillips, Sampson and Co., Boston. The author: ship of the work is attributed',' to Robt. T. S. Lowell, brother of the Poet Lokvell. Skipper George's Story is but one of the many similar gems with whi - ch 'the' work abOtinds. The poetic grace of the style, and the absorbing interest of the story are highly pleasing.] MEE= "You have the best lookout ii 3 the neighLorhood," said Mr. Debree, walking to the spot on which Skipper George had been standing and looking abroad from it, '.''This tree didn't, grow here," Said he, looking up at the grey trunk glistening in the - 'moonlight. "No sir; i t MS set there," said the fisherman. "Is it a landmark ?" "'ls, sir, it may be, in a manner; but not for s'ilun on those waters. 'IP was set there when riches was taken aw'y: Riches came again, but 't was lased, for 'e'd larn ed pait - ly how to value riches."e The gentleman looked, as the Moon light showed, interestedly at the speaker; " Another story with a lesson in it ?" he said. "If it were not for keeping you out so late, I would ask you to do me the favor of telling it." " Ay, sir," said Skipper George? "I said there were many lessons sent us.— This one cowed nearer to me again than the tother.—". hope I've lamed somethun by that story! Fishermn don't heed night hours much; but it's late for yon as well, sir. Hubbe 'ee'd pla'Se to walk in side a bit?" he asked, with modest ur gency, "It's a short story, only a heavy one!" • "Another time, perhaps,"; said the strange gentleman ; "not now, if 3411'11 ex cuse me; but if it wouldn't be too much trouble I would thank you for it where we are. One hoar. or another is much the same to me." At the first words of this answer, Skip per George turned a look of surprise' at the stranger, and when the latter had fin ished speaking, asked, hebol - e0 fo flea biricipiq of INN f oi a ii)e; issehligqiioq of YohlitD, ite.rafgra an 3 ffelos. - COUDERSPORT, POTTER COUNTY, PA.,, THURSDAY, MARCH 3, 1859 COME! BY "W. A. D." "Be'ee stunt' hereabouts, then, sir?" Perhaps he may have thought it strange that one who looked so like a clergyman should be staving for any length of time in the neighborhood, without being bet ter known. a I am a clergyman," said thee gentle man, frankly; hut not of your church; and I don't feel free until I'm better knOwn." Sltipper George apparently weighed the answer. lie did not urge his invitation; but:his open face became clear and kind ly ag ever. "Then, sir," Said he, "cf 'ee'd plaso to be seated here, I'd - tell the -story. I know it Before beginning it the fisherman. cast a Ida at his house. and then gazed awhile open the restless waves which here glanc ed witn the gleam of treacherous eyes, and then were dark as death. "lie 'cc mind about ten years ago, iu Newfoundland, six ?" began Skipper George, turning his steady eyes to his hearer, and speaking as if the date or the years since the date had been painful to him; "the hard year that was when they had the 'rails,' they called em ? " "Yes ; !though I was iu England at the time, I lqiuw pretty well what happened in NewfoUndland. It was a sad time." ‘" Ay, sir, 't was a sad time. Many people suffered; some wanted food, and more agen got broken in spirit, (and that's bad for a man,) and some got lawless like. 'T was a sad time indeed I." Skipper George, having lingered thus before his tale, began it abruptly : 't was on the sixteenth day of Jauuary—a Thursday 't was—l was acomuu- down Backside from the Cosh, hauling a elide ,load - o' timber, an' my youngest son wi' I me. It had abeen a fine day, first goun loff (for a winter's day,) wi' just a flurry o' snow now and aged, and a deal o' snow on the-ground, tull about afternoon it be gan to blow from about west, and by nothe, or thereaway, heavy and thick, an' grow un heavier an' heavier, an bitter cold.- 011 ; ! 't was bitter cold ! We didn't say much together, George an' I, but we got alon ,, so fast as ever we could. 'T was laboui an hour or two before night, limb be; and: George says to me, 'Let's lave the slide, father! ' - 'T. wasn' but we could ha kep'lon wi' it, though 't was tarrible cold, hard work; but 't was sowethun else ! " So we turned the slide out o' the way and. laved her, and coined on. 'T was . 1 blowun gales up over Backside; we could sca'ce keep our feet ; an' -I bard somethun Ilike a voice —I suppose I was thinkun voices—an' I brought right up into the wind. 'T was just like temp at sea, in a manner, and a craft drivin' right across Mir wake, an' would ha' been out o' sight ap' heatun. in a minute. Then I kno,wed I b'y the :sound 't was the Minister--(we ditl'n have e'er a reverend gentleman of {Mit own in the days; but 'e lived over in Sandy Harbor and frd nose to go ail mum. thd Bay.) We could t•cieee bide togeth er, but I was proper glad to meet un, (for la Minister's a comfort. 'e know sir ; ) an:'e said, nilburl !I out ?"There's two o' brkither Izik's orphans,-sir, I'm afcard, and others along wi'em,' I said. Su 'e said, 'God help them ! Where are your two other bdys. James and Maunsell l'"Along wi' brother Izik's two,' I said. 'l' was blowun 'terrible hard, and cold, and thick; and the minister- turned wi' us, and we coined up, ploddun through the driftuti snow. and over the rudge. When we opened the door, first, the mother thought there were four of us; and so she said, 'James fur we were all snowed over ; 1 but she Said there was only three, and .t was the minister wi• us two. So she ibegged his pardon, and told un our poor 1 boys were out agunniin, an she was an 'old punt they had. We were all stand un (for we didn't think o' nawthin but the boys) when two corned into the door, all white wi' snow. 'T wasn' they two, ' sir, but 't was my nevy Jessee and anoth er. 'Have u't they coined ?"e Dear, what's keepun they ? ! "Jessee had abin out, too, wi' Izik Maffeenl and Zippity Merchant; and they were over to back-side o' Sandy Harbor together; on'y our poor young men were about three parts of a mile further down, mubbe. So, when it corned on to blow; Jessee and his crew made straight for Back Cove and got in, though they were weak-liauded, for one had hutted his hand-wrist—and so, in about three hourS, they, got round by land ; and theught s the taller poor felloWs would do sop 'What can us do Uncle Georgie ?"e said;• for he's ,a proper true-hearted man, sir, and '6 was Winos' cryun. 'First,we can pray,‘: said the minister ; and so he said a prayer. I make no doubt I was think-, inn too much over the poor young fellows;' and the wind made a tarrible great bel lowing down the chimley and all round the house, and so I was rather aw'y from it more an'd I ought. Then the Minis ter and Jessee and I started out. My mistress didn' want ine to *go ; but I Lcouldif bide; and so, afore we'd made much w'y up harbor agen the wind and growlin dark, (though 't wasn' snowun,) c Met a man comun from tother side, Abram Frank; and 'é said last that was seen of our four was, they were pullun in for Hobbi's Hole, and then soniethun seemed to give way like, wi' one of .em rowun, and then they gave over and put her am/ before the wind, and so as long as they could see_ anything of 'em, one was standup up scullun ,astern. (That was my James, sir l") A very long, gently breathed sigh here made itself heard to the deep bush, and as Mr. Debree turned, he saw the, sweet face of Skipper George's daughter turned up to her father, with tears swimming in both eyes and glistening on her cheek., She had come up behind, and no,W pos sessed herself quietly of her father's hand. " So.we turned back, and the minister wi' us, ('t was a cruel night to be out ino and the wind almost took and lifted us, and sot us down by the foot o' the path over the rudge; but'-when we giit atop here, and it corned - athwart, it brmight us alikdown kneelun; and we could scarce get over to the door. The poor mother got.up from the chimley-corner and came forward, but she needle ask any-thin'; and ,there was a pretty young thin'7.., by the fire, (this girl was a little thing, asleep. but there was a pretty young thincl there) that never got up or looked round;ft was dilly Ressle, that was troth-plight .to James. They was to have open Married in a week, ef the Lord willed; and 't was for 'e's i house we were drawan Out_ the timber. I She just rocked herselfon the bench. She's gone, leug enough Ago, now sir! "So the Minister took the Book and read a bit. I heard no and I didn't hear un ; for:I was aw'y out upon the stormy waters wi' the poor young men. Oh, what a night it was ! it's no use ! blowun and bellowun and freezun, and ice all along shore to leeward ! " Well, then, sir,. about two hours o' night there coined a lull, and then. there was a push or shake at the door, and another—and another—and another-Kso it was, we all thought,) and then the door banged open.—'T was nawthing but cold blasts coined in, and then a lull agen for a second or two. So I: shut to the doer; and the poor mother broke out acryun, and poor dilly fell over and slipped right down upon the hearthstone. We had a heavy time of it that night, sir ;•but when the door banged open that time, this child, that was a little thing then, lyun opon dig' bench sleepun, made a suart of gurgle like, when the first sound cowed to the door, and when the flaws o' wind comet! in she smiled, and smiled agen, and laugh ed as ef a body m'y be sayun pooty things to her in d'y time. Jesse sid it, and plucked me by the coatsleeve, and I sid it, too. "Well, sir, night "passed ; 'ee may be sure we didn' sleep much on'y cat naps ; and once or twice I failed into a kind of dwall, :and started, thinkun they was speakun to me.—Mornuu,comed slow and cold, Colder than night. So the neigh bors -cowed in 'at mornun, and sat by ; and, now and agen One 'Mild say they were tine young men; and after a bit another,' 'd say James was a brave heart, and how he -saved a- boat's crew three years ago, seullun them into B'y llarbor ; and so they said how he began, to teach in Sun day School Sunday before ; and how brave ‘e was when they sid the last of un sculluu awy round the point and over e b'y, for t' other side, or for Belle-Isle, or some place to leeward. So they said ' James 'could take 'em safe, plase God, and we'd hear of 'em some place over the b'y in a d'y or two.—Then they said they wondered ef the young men' could keep, from freezun their hands, and said meb be they wouldn' git touched, for they was all well-clothed, and James 'ould keep up their spirits, and brother Izik's little George was a merry boy, and a great play game for the rest; and my illaunsell and tother cousin, John, were steady young men, and wouldn'' give -up very easy; but they were both quiet,and look ed up to James, though John was a good bit older. " Wall, sir; the day went on, cold,'cold an' blowup heavy, an' the water black-an' white; wi' white shores, an' slob-ice all along; an' more, agen, an' heavier, to lee ward, sartenly. We could n' stir hand or foot that day, nor next; but the Lord's day came in softer, an' we got a good crew an' a stout punt to sarch for the four poor boys that had been three days a this sun, and old Mr. Williamson, the clerk that is now, sir, made a prayer over .us before we laved. When we came to put off, they left me standun ; I make no doubt but Jesse maned to spare me; but I call ed un back for I said, why should I be settun wi my hands -folded, or walking about, lookun out over . the water, and I way just as well be down somethun like a father for my sons an' for my brOthers orphans? " We made for 'Bread Cove; for so we thought the wind would ha' driven the poor young fellows a-Thursday ; but we couldn' get into Broad Cove, for the slob an' cakes of ice. The shore looked ter rible cruel !" Skipper George sate thoughtful_a mo ment, and then began .again. At. Portal Cove," he continued, looking over the Water, "they didn' knoW about e'er a punt; an' no more they didn' at-Broad Cove, nor Holly-Rood; for staid three days; an' walked' an' sarched all over. An' so, a Thrirsdly.morn agnn we corned back home ;--'t N!itl.4 cold, .brit still. So when we corned round Peter.' port Point, (that'S it over at the outside o' Blazun Head, yonder,)' every -'man, a'most, looked over his .shoulder, thrinkun ' mubbe they'rlget in; but 't wash, They hada' come, nor they hadn' been hard from. ,So my mistress; an' Milly, an' George, an' I, an' this maid kneeled down after Pd told 'em how. 't was, and prayed to the good Lord. 1 " An' so we wai ed, didn' hear from the four poor boys, not for good many days." Skipper George stopped here again for a while. '" Await, sir, then' there corned word over that some men bad abin found at;. Broad Cove !—it wasn, known who they, were; hut we 'mowed. So they got Mr. Worrier's boat, and a crew of 'em . went round, and Skipper 'Enery Bessie, an& Skipper Izik Bessie, (that was dilly's fa ther,) and Skipper Izik Merchant, (he was n' Skipper . then, however,) but a Luny friends good in her—l couldn' go that time sir. "'T was about sun-go:down she corned in. Never a word nor a, sounds She looked black seemunly; and no colors nor flag. was they ! Sure enough 't was they ! " A man had sid a punt all covered wi' ice and hauled her up ; and when 'he comed . to clear away the ice, there was a man, seemuly, in the for'ard part! hle called. the neighbors; and sure enough, there 'e was, and another one along wi' un; • and both seemunly a-kneeluo and leantm over the for'ard th'art. They were the two brothers, 'John and little George, frozen stiff, and two arms locked together!: They. died pr'yun i sir, most likely; so it seemed. They were good lads, sir, and they knowed their God ! "So, the; they thought these wasn' no more—." The fisherman here made a longer pause, and getting up from his seat, said, °'I•ll be back after a bit, sir; " - and walking away from Mr. Debree and his daughter, stood for a little - while With his back to ward them and his head bare. The maiden bent her gentle face upon her knee within- her two hands. The moonlight glossed her rich black hair, glanced from' her white cap, and gave grace to her bended neck. At the first motion of her . father to turn -about, she rose to her feet and awaited him. Upon him too—on- his head, bared of its hair, above, on his broad, manly front, and on his steady rye—the moonlight fell beau tifully. Mr. Debree rose, also to writ for him. • Skipper George came back and took up his broken story. " Bumbyc, sir, when they corned to the after part of the boat, there they found a young man lyuu in the starn-sheets, wi' no coat, and his—and his—his poor, lov un arm under his brother's neck ; —and the tother had the jacket rolled up fur a pillow under his head, and I suppose he died there, sleepun upon the jacket, that his brother rolled up for un." The voice of the father was very ten der and touching; but he did not give way to tears. " So ' that young man had done his part and sculled 'ern safe right along wi' the tarrible cruel gale, aw,y over a twen., ty miles or more, to a safe cove, and his hand-wrists were all worn aw'y wi' Work un at the oar ; —but he never thought of a cruel gate of ice right afore the cove : and so we made no doubt when he found that, in dark night, and found he could n' get through, nor he could n' walk over., then he gave hisself up to his God, ar(i put his tired arm round his brother; mid sb there they were, sir, in short after th 4, (it couldln‘ ha' been long,) there were four dead men in their boat, awaitun, out-1 side o' Broad Cove, tall some one 'ould come and take their pOor bodies, and strip aw'y the ice from 'efn and put 'em in the ground, that comes more in a manner, sir ! "They did n' find e'er oar, Whatever become(' of 'em, but they found their poor guns, and the two orphans had their names, cut, 'John - Barbary,' and ',George Bar bury,' and one of 'em had ' Pet—, 7 for Peterport, - and could' cut no more, - for cold and death. "'There was three guns cut; and one had 'James Barb—,' that poor Maunsell must ha' eat, poor ellow, afore the dead ly cold killed un. So the kind people that found the poor boys, they thought James was a respectable young man, and when they came to lay 'em out, in the school-house, (they were proper kind, sir,) they put a ruffle shirt on him o' Jinn. "So x sir, the Minister corned over and buried the dead. Four coffins were laid along the aisle r wi' a white sheet over every one, because we had a' palls: James _FOUR CENTS. TERNS --$1:25 PER ANNUM: . - and Maunsell, of .George, and John and little George, of Izik ; and we put two . brothers in one grave, and two brothers: - in another; side by side, and covered theta I " There , was two thousand at the'fdrie-' ral ; and when the minister could n'-help: cryun, so-I. think a'iuo.st every one cryed,'-i as of !tyres their own ; and so we hard peo- ple that lived on Kelley's Island, hare singun goon by in thedark, like.chantunz we have in church. ,They. said 'twas beautiful, comun up (an' dyun away wi. the wind. It's very like,,sir, as Paul and Silas iiang in prison,, so they Sang in storm 1! - " Then Milly, poor tbmg, that noire': goed back to her father's house, toOkr a cold at the funeral, seetuunlY, and She h'ed in James' bed a three weeks after ! She was out of her mind,, too, poor thing !" After another silencet in which Skip per George gazed upon ithe restless deep, he said, " I brought home veil me the best stick from the timber, and laved the rest, and no one-ever tmehed iti'and there it staid.. So next winter, sir, my tether poor young man died in the woods' o' masles, (thank God !—sve never had to move in till I lost my fine boys,) and the next sixteen' day of january I set up my pillar as Jacob set his pillar, and this is [ my pillar, sir. r said the Lord gived, and the Lord' have tookt away ;—Blessedlbe the name of the Lord. All the riches I had I. thought .twas gone." t• You said riches came again," said Mr. Debree, deeply interested and affected. " -Ay„sir. My maid is gone bdck to the house I can' tell 'ee what she is, sir; —There's plenty, in the harbor will speak o' Lucy Barbary, sir. , I hope 'ee'll ex cuse me for keepin 'ee so late." - " I thank you with all my heart, for that beautiful story," said Mr. Debree, shaking the fisherman's hand. " Good night Skipper George,! You have learn ed me a lesson, indeed, and, with God's grace, it shalldo me good. It is a noble le.sson !" " The Lord showed me where to find it in my Bible and my pryer book, sir.. I wish 'ee a good eveun, sir." AN AFFECTING INCIDENT.--Recently, a small lad not apparently, over ten years :of age, knocked at the offtee door of the jail, and asked permission of Mr. McLean to visit his father who was confined within. HiS form was slight and fragile, and but illy defended from the - cold by a few Scanty rags. Poverty was depicted in every feature—his cheeks hol low and, wan, as if the very hues of life bad forsakenthein. The request was acceded, and passing through the outer entrance he paused before the ponderous grated door within,:and extending his hand through the opening be tween the iron bars, addressed one of the mot- , ley group shut up within as "Father." The lad deeply felt for the parent's disgrace, and casting his eyes downward, remained for Si_ length of time fixed and as immovable as a statue—and only aroused by him within ask ing, in a gruff voice," What do you want? " Starting up, but still holding on to the hand, the lad - said in sweet but almost heart-broken accent • "Father, Mother's dead." The word's acted like a charm-=the criminal toss sudden, ly transformed to a loving husband and father ; his head sank upon his bosom, and he realized in a moment his degraded situation. Tears thick and fast—the first, perhaps, for many year—flowed down his cheek, and turning about motioned his boy away. Sorrowfully the lad left the jail to wander back,. to keep alone through the night a weary vigil by Vac: side of his mother'S corpse.—Cineianatipaper. THERE are many professing Christians • who are secretly vexed, on account of the charity they have to bestow, and the self denial they have to use. If instead of the smooth prayers which they do . pray, they would speak out the things which they really feel, they would say, when they' e:o home at, night, " o Lord, I meta poor wretch of yours to-day, a miserable, un-' washed brat, and I gave him a sixpence, and I have been sorry for it e7er since; or, 0 Lord, if I had not signed those articles of faith, I might'have gone to, the theatre this evening. Your ;religion deprives me of a great deal of comfort, but I mein to . stick to it. There's no other way of get ting into . Heaven, I suppose." The soon er such men' are out of the church the better.—Beecher. PRESIDENT BDCIIANAN used no tobac co, General Cass drinks no " Bourben,"' Senator Douglas uses no pepper , ,' and the Postmaster-General eats but two meals a day. N. P. Willis I cuts his own 'hair, hair, Caleb Cushing shaves himself and wears no beard, Rufus' Choate and Henry Ward Beecher are dearlevers of coffee; E: R. Whipple rarely breakfasts before. ten, he begins business at eight; Edward Ev. erett writes his exteinporaneoui address es ; Ralph Waldo Emerson . often dines at Parker's, but rarely takes wine; Long fellow smokes a tneerchaum. The small est-sized poet in America is Holmes, the best looking one Fields, and, the biggest one Pike, of Arkanas.—G.,ason. IT is reported that Dan Moe has offer ed to contribute about $20,000 to the: Mount Vernon Fund, provided the Hon. Edward Everett consents to travel with' his circus for a single season in the cape., ity of a clown.
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