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JOB woriK of all kinds neatly executed, and at prices to suit the times. fhtsiness Jtotiff.s. BACON STAND.—Nicholson, Ia. C L JACKSON, Proprietor. [vln49tf] HS. COOPER, PHYSICIAN A SURGEON • Newton Centre, Luzerne County Pa. GEO. 8. TUTTON, ATTORNEY AT LAW, Tunkhannock, Pa. Office in Stark's Biick Block, Tioga street. WM. M. PI ATT, ATTORNEY AT LAW, Of fice in Stark's Brick Block, Tioga St., Tunk haaneck, Pa. R. AB, W, UTTLE ATTORNEY'S AT, LAW, Office on Tioga street, Tunkhannock Pa. HARVEY sickler, attorney at law and GENERAL INSFRAXCE AGENT-Of fice, Bridge street, opposite Wall's Hotol, Tunkhan nock. Pa. DR. J. C. CORSEI.IUS, HAVING LOCAT ED AT THE FALLS, WILL promptly attend all calls in the line of his profession—ina v be found at Beemer's Hotel, when not professionally absent. Falls, Oct. 10, 1861. DR. J. C. BECKER V Co., PHYSICIANS & SURGEONS, Would respectfully announce to the citizens of Wy ming that they bave located at Tunkhannock wher hey will promptly attend to all calls in the line of neir profession. May Le found at his Drug St.iro when not professionally absent. JM. CAREY, M. I). (Graduate of the -j • M. Institute, Cincinnati) would r vtfolly announce to the citizens of Wyoming and Luzerne Counties, thnt he continues hi.- re. lar practize in the various departments of his profession. May ne found at his office or residence, when not professionally ab ent Particular attention given to tho treatment Chronic Diseas. entremoreland, Wyoming Co. Pa.—v2n2 WALL'S HOTEL, LATE AMERICAN HOUSE/ TUNKHANNOCK, WYOMING CO., PA. THIS establishment has recently been refitted and furnished in the latest style Every attention will be given to tfa comfort and convenience of those who patronize the H'.u=e. T. B WALL, Owner and Proprietor. Tunkhannock, September 11, 1861. MAYNARD'S HOTEL, TUNKHANNOCK, WYOMING COUNTY, PENXA. JOHN MAYNARD, Proprietor. HAVING taken the Hotel, in the Borough of Tunkhannock. recently occupied by Riley Warner, the proprietor respectfully solicits a share of public patronage. The House has been thoroughly repaired, and the comforts and accomodations of a first class Hotel, will be found by all who may favor t with their oustom. September 11, 1861. HORTH BRANCH HOTEL, MESHOPPEN, WYOMING COUNTY, PA IVm. H. CORTRIGHT, Prop'r HAVING resumed the proprietorship of the above Hotel, the undersigned will spare no effort to fender the house an agreeable place of sojourn for all who may favor it with their custom. Wm. 11 CCRTRIHUT. June, 3rd, 1863 M. GILMAN, DENTIST, M OILMAN, has permanently located in Tunk • haunock Borough, and respectfully tenders his professional services to the citizens of this place and urrounding country. _ ALL WORK WARRANTED, TO GIVE SATIS- F ACTION. _ Office over Tutton's Law Office, near the Poa Office Dec. 11, lfifll. TO NERVOUS SUFFERERS OF BOTH SEXES. A REVEREND GENTLEMAN HAVING BEEN restored to health in a few days, after undergoing all the usual routine and irregular expensive modes of treatment without success, considers it his sacred du tv to communicate to his afflicted fellow creatures the means of cure. Hence, on the receipt of an ad dressed envelope, he will aend (free) a copy of the prescription used. Direct to Dr JOHN M. DAONALL, 168 Fulton Street, Brooklyn, New York. v2n24ly Freah Ground Plaster in (Quantities and at prices to suit purchasers, now for sale a eshoppen oy L. MOWRV JR JV. SMITH, M. D, PHYSICIAN A SURGEON, • Office on Bridge Street, next door to the Demo crat Office, Tuakhannock, Pa. LIMB FOR FARMERS, AS A FERTILIZER for sale at VERNOY Itwboppen, Sept. 18.1561. Hotfs O'orntv. [Published by Request.J From the Portage Ohio Sentinel. The following Poetn was written by Mr. LKVI STODDARD, formerly of Urinific Id, Ohio. It was found deposited in the ballot-box in Brimfield, on the 11th of October, 1853. The writer, (who is now in the 84th year of his age.) was long and favorably known in Litchfield, Conn., for his musical talents, his amiable eccentricities of character, and his many ingenious contributions to the press in that town, when under the superintendence of the late ISAIAIJ BOUNCE, Esq : WRITTEN FOK THE COMING ELECTION. On the billows of Time, I've continued to roll, Till its surges have brought me once more to the Poll; I come to entreat, to exhort and advise All parties to vote tor the good and the wise ; They're the bulworks of freedom, the salt of our laud, The first to obey and the best to command, 'Tis wisdom and virtue exaltelh the nation, But vice is degrading in whatever station. Then call me a Democrat, call me a Whig— For a choice in the titles I'd not give a fig; I was taught in the Jefferson Democrat school, When measures, not incn, was the cardinal rule, When Democrat measures havo had the control, I've been true as the needle that points to the pole; But when they've contended about a mere name, I've left theiu to shuffle and play their own game ; As with the Democrats, so with the Whigs. When wrong, they must fiddle and dance their own j'gs- When Taylor was fighting our battles for peace, Each action bis fame and bis merits increased ; lie was prudent in council and brave in the field, No numbers or b irriers induced him to yield ; He sat unappalled, where the heralds of death Were hissing round him, above and beneath ; With eyes of discernment he viewed the dark foe, With wisdom au.l firmness directed each blow. Though bold and intrepid, still he was kind, An I would not leave hi? disabled behind. The aims of his country to glory he raised, llis wisdom and prudence each Democrat praised, But when it was runiori d that he w as a Whig, They set hiin aside as a rusty old prig: I thought such indignity rattier unfair, And welcomed him into the President's chair ; But God in his Providence called him away, To receive his reward in the mansions of day. Our new Constitution I mainly approve. Tog ain its adoption conscientiously strove. I readily voted fur Governor Wood, I knew he was candid, impartial and good. I trust that Ohio will shiuo in her station, The most brilliant star in the great constellation : But still there are some, it grieves me to say, That would barter our peace and our union away ; They profess great concern for the African slave, 1 fear their concern is more uiubUious than grave ; If their plans were successfully brought t • a close, At a legal election each candidate choose, And sworn into office according to law, They could not free a slave that was hound with a straw : Their efforts are vain, they are under restriction, The slaves still remain beyond their jurisdiction. If they tear into fragments our wise Constitution, Involve us in anarchy, war and confusion, Before they can liberate tweniy-fivo slaves, Ten thousand bravo freemen they'll send t their graves. Atter this fearful and bloody digester, The slave will obey the commands of his master : I know they are human, but still I aver That nature has placed them a grade below par; If the blood of our ancestors ran in their veins, llow soon would these Africans throw off their chains They'd rise in conjunction, and this be their cry, Like freemen we live, or like freemen w-> die! This bold intervention would spread such alarms, As would soon bring their haughty oppressor to terms; It was wrong to entice or to force them away From acountry that nature had formed for theirstay, The wrongs of my country I deeply deplore, No Northern Freesuilor can do any more. I am no friend to slavery, far be it from me, If I owned a slave I would set him tree : And when I released him from under my hand, I would transport him back to his forefathers land : Until this can be di.no, I freely declare, I am willing the slaves should remain where they .arc. I havs oft been reminded that we are all brothers, But Isaac and had two different mothers, One gendered to bondage, the other was free ; Thus runs the iintnutab'e All wise decree. Again they refer me to some higher law, I appeal to the highest that man ever saw. On the page of D'vine Inspiration I find The duti'-s of master and servant defined ; St. Paul and St. Peter repeatedly sajr That servants should always their masters Obey. St Paul found a runaway servant in Rome, With a friendly epistle he sent the slave home, M ith solemn injunction that he should thereafter Observe and obey the commands of his master. The examples and precepts of that highest law, The visions of angels or man never saw. I believe a slaveholder niny be as good As any Freesoiler that's lived since the flood ; Else where are the Patriarchs, where the good Seer That punished his covetous servant severe? Behold St. Elijah, the first of mankind, He left an obedient servant behind : He passed over Jordon, threw off his old leaven. In a chariot of glory ascended to Heaven. Many mere texts of the like affirmation, I could readily quote from Divine Inspiration ; When the Savior his banner of mercy unfurled, He told us nis kingdom w3 not of this world, lie came to redeem from the bondage of sin, His kingdom is virtue implanted within : His redemption included the whole human race, The master and slave have access to his zrace ; He taught his disciples with dilligent care, To remain in the same situation they were : If any were calle I being bound with a chain, They became tbe Lord's freemen, so let them remain; If others were called, being legally'free, They beoamo the Lord's servants, thus runs the de cree, "TO SPEAK HIS THOUGHTS IS EVERY FREEMAN'S RIGHT. "—Thomas Jefferson. TUNKHANNOCK, PA., WEDNESDAY, NOV. 11, 1863. Oh! the depths of tho wisdom and knowledge of God ! Let's bow to his tbrono and submit to bis rod : Lis ways are unsearchable, past finding out, In the means he's appointed to bring them about; He takes up the islands as very small things, He holds in his ham Is the devices of kings, Like rivers he turns them wherever ho will; His decrees to enforce, his designs to fulfil. His way3 may be dark to tho offsprings of dust, His mercies are suro, his judgments are just; lie comes in his glory to rule and to reign, He solves tho enigmy, the mystery explains, Our God i? the author of union and peace, May his kingdom advance and subjects increase. Our union has raised us to that high renown, From which on the kings of the earth we look down ; Our empire exteuds from the east to the west, With peace and with plenty our union is blest; Tho flag of our union waves proud o'er the world, Respected and honored wherever unfurled. These are the blessings our Union has brought, The blessings for which our brave ancestors fought. What lovers of freedom can court the dark hour, When the foes of oi r freedom possess regal po.ver; If disunion prevails, and blest union retires. On the plains of Phillippi our freedom expires ; Our stars and our stripes will be struck t> the foe ; And the. tree of our liberty fall by the blow ; Our eagle receive au incurable wound, And sickened, and cowering, descend lo tho ground. I call on the statesman, I call on the printer, To advocate Union thro' summer and winter ; I call on the doctors of eminent skill, To administer Union with every pill; I call on the mechanics, I call on tho farmers, To cultivate Union with plows and with hammers ; I call, on tho Laity, call on the Priests To advocate harmony, union and peace Let the fair sex tho anthem of union prolong, Till the wile arch of Heaven re-echoes the song; Let all hearts and voices in un son mingle, Till they make every ear of disunion to tingle. Let us follow the great Wa-hin gton's admonition, And frown on the man that would name a disunion. Let union and freedom in harmony run, Till the last trump of Gabriel shall clow out the sun. Now, brother freeman, I bid you adieu, To Go.l and your country prove faithful and true ; May peace and prosperity bind you together, And the blessings of Heaven attend you forever, With tears ot affection bedewing my face, I tender my hand for a farewell embrace ; But don't shake it roughly its feeble, you know, But kindly impress it und then let it go. Now ray pledge is redeemed, and my song at an end' But still may you hail nie your faithful old fried. Should the sands of my life still continue to run, Till another important election shall come, And I to the ballot my ticket should bring, I will cordially greet you, but never more sing : My harp is de ayed, its cords arc nil strained No more will (hey sound from the sweep of my hand F ur score and two winters have raraged our clitne, Since my name was enrolled on the records of time. What bard could suppose that I longer could play On a harp that I tuuod in a juvenile day ? My utmost emlearor no capital brings. My harp to repair or furnish new stiings. Brimfield. Oct 19th, 1853. Select storn. Tll K STAC* F. DIIIVEH. BV MISS S C. E MAYO Over the Torr-y htlU regularly came and went, on alternate days, one of the numerous mail stages from Vermont, ft -was a new coach Ireshiy painted in Iright yellow with large bouquets of red roses upon the panelling, ami narrow black stripes upon the wheels. Bandboxes, covered With blue, green, pink< white, yellow and parii-colored paper, or per haps carelully secured from the incidents of ajonrney by a hag of coarse brown cloth, were piled together with valises, carpet bags and bundles of various shapes and sizes, in huge mountains upon the top. Among these, occasionally, an ''extra passenger found a place —nine grown persons and five small children within and, six upon, and above, the driver's box without, being considered the full com plement for a load. To speak of the trunks behind, would requ're a greater compass of arithmetic than we possess. They were of wood, of hair, of leather; black, red, yellow, white, blue; some strapped and buckled' some corded with ropes; some whose shatter ed locks had half burst away from their screws, ana a few smaller ones upon the top sporting iheir brass padlocks. Tljis vehicle was drawn by six large white horses always in the finest order and hey-day 6pints. In short, it was an exhilarating sight, that, whirl ing, rumbling, rattling, jolting little world, regularly revolving in its orbit, and changing its passengers noofieuer than this large whirl ing, rattling world, that we call Earth. Well, as we have said, dady rolled and rumbled this gay mail stage over the Torrey hills ; and daily ran Lizzy Hatch to ihe win dow, to glance between the scarlet bean-vines —at what ? The white horses, or the stage coach ? The bandboxes, or the trunks ? The passengers, or—the rosy cheeked young driver? Wo will not say. Peep she did, with her bright little laughing eyes, and smile she d'd with her sweet rosy hps. " What makes him always so merry, I won der!" thought she.—"What can he be al way singing about so loud ? One would think that on a rainy day, at least, he might be sober; but instead of that, he only screams the louder when the rain pours the hardest •' '• What a curious iittle chick that must be always prying between the bean vines !" dai ly thought the rosy cheeked driver, when passing the house of fanner Hatch. " One would think she might sometimes be at work instead of which, there she forever stands thinking herself hid by the bean-flowers which only make her show the fairer. She's a sweet little witch on my word ! Fal de ral, lal de ral Fal de rol, lal de ra ! Gee up ! whoa there ! ginoral !" The gay painted stage-coach could be seen a long way up and oft' from Farmer Hatch's western windows, for, from the;r door-way, the hill rose up, and up. till it seemed fair to touch tho skv ; and tho roach came rattling down, and down, and down, till one would verily think it was sent on a despatch to the bottomless abyss. So regularly every alter nate morning at precisely eight o clock, Liz zy shook up her bed in 'he western bed-room and hung the snowy pillows on the window sill to air ; and precisely at five o'clock on every alternate afternoon, she sat sewing at the east window in the parlor ; and precisely at these very hours came either to or fro, the yellow coach and the six white horses. A quarter of a mile on the road below was the Torrey post-office, tho store, the tailor's shop, the church, and a few white and yellow houses called the village. Ilore the stage always stopped to have the mail changed, here the driver jumped oil", and chatted with the loungers about tho door ; here he met the lit tle dandy tailor in his light blue pants, plaid vest and. and invisible green coat, and deliv ered him sundry packages from the city.— Said tailor, by name Orlando Schneider, was no unimportant personage in the eyes of Frank Gale, the driver ; for though he had a hearty contempt for foppishness, he had an unaccountable dislike and dread of hi 3 pre tentions in another direction. In short Frank had often observed him strutting up to the door of Fanner Hatch's Cottage on a summer's afternoon, or loitering near the open window where Lizzy sat; and it was whispered by male gossips around the door of the tavern and post-' tlice that a match was hatching between the young people. Now why should Frank care, if it were so ? What claims had Un on a young maiden with whmn he had never exchanged a word in his life 7 None, to be sure, but then, he pshaw ed and fretted at this match us though it were doing him a great wrong ; and iie called the tailor'* a blasted tool," though if this were a -p.- men of his folly, it was one, it must be . "Messed, which Frank would him self have been both proud and happy to have com mi ted. •'1 don't believe it! I won't beiieve it," lie cried to himself. Lizzy Hatch would never marry such a little tittering, twittering spindle shanked jackanapes as he ! She's a fool if she* does! but these girls are all run ning mad after little tripping dandies in their starched linens, and whalebones, strutting about on their toes, because their pants won t all ow them to sit down." Thoughts similar to these were filling the young driver's mind, as the coach rattled down the hill one bright October morning. Near the foot ot the hilt, there were several dangerous inequalities in the road, which de manded a slackening of the horses' speed, and great skill and caution in the driver; at least, this was supposed to be the case, from the fact that Frank Gale always drew up the reins, and moderated the cattle's p ice jus* at this point. His eyes, meanwhile, instead cf being fixed on their steps, wandered Indus triously to the little bean-shaded window, and the laughing, rosy hps behind. This morning the lips were not there ; but pres ently the little body herself skipped from the door, and waved her handkerchief for Frank to stop. He obeyed immediately, and Lizzy, rising on tiptoe,(oh what little tiptoes those were!) extended to him a small package. " Will you please leave this bundle at Mrs Wainwright's in Court St. 1 1 have forgot ten the number hut you will find her sign on the door—she is a dress maker. Here is the ninepence for you." " None of your ninepences fur me," said Frank good humoredly, receiving the bundle, but dropping the coin ; " I charge nothing for serving an old friend," " But I cannot claim your services on that score," replied Lizz}*. '•At least call me such whenever I can be of use to you," said Frank, eagerly. "Oh! you are too good," Lizzy cried laughi ig. " How many such ' old friends' have you to serve ? You will find many ea ger enough to be your friends in that way," '• But we have made friendship through those little sly windows. Isn't it so ?" " I shall draw the curtain® in future." " What to pay me for carrying your bun dles ? No, sit there every day, as you have done before, and sometimes look up with a smile when I pass. It will make ray day's ride twenty miles shorter." " Well, I will," said Lizzy gaily ; and then skipping back into the house, left Frank, with a light heart to pursue his way< From this time numerous little packages were sent to and fro; and very often a bunch of autumn flowers, a golden peach, a large red apple, or a fine cluster of grapes, was found lying on the grass-plat under Lizzy's window just alter the mail coach had passed. But cool November days wefe coming. The frost had laid its destructive haud upon the bean-vines the little window was closed ; nev er had Autumn seemed to Frank so desolate as now, Whit increased his mortification, was to oh r that little contemptible jacka napes of an Orlando Schneider often seat ed by the window and Lizzy not far distant. The once merry, singing, roughish Frank, grew sober, dumb, demure. His passengers noted the change with regret, but cou'.d di vine no cause. Frank himself did not fully understand why he had lost his spirits- He attributed it to the cursed chill winds ; and to he sure they sweep down the long Torrey hills somewhat fiercely, though he was not, in reality, the man to mind them. About a fortnight before Thanksgiving when the weather was softer than usual, and something like an Indian Summer atmosphere seemed brooding over the hills, Lizzy once more beckoned tho driver to stop to receive a message. " Are you not tired of being troub'ed 7" she asked in a voice that seemed to say I know you are not." " Yes Lizzy, I am !" he replied, somewhat gravelybut I am not tired of doing aDy thing to oblige you." " And does any thing else ever trouble you bul ine 7" she said, laughingly. He was on the point of answering, " Orlan do Schneider !" but he checked himself and asked her soberly, what message she had for him. " I am ashamed to trouble you," she re plied, " but I have no other resource. I want a pair of white kid gloves, which cannot be obtained'in this part of the country. Do you think you can inake such a Lady's pur chase 7" Frank jumped from his scat to the ground. " Yes," he said if you will let me see the size of your hand." L zzy laughed and colored behind her little stuffed hood, but held out her hand, which, though it showed signs of having been useful j lo employed, was nevertheless very small and pretty. " What a little kitty's paw it is. Lizzy ! Nothing but the wild fox-glove from the fields will fill it. Just tell me now, Lizzy, in se cret, if it is wedding gloves you want ?" Perhaps they will be worn on such an oc casion," said .-he, smiling. " And is Thanksgiving to he the day ?" " Yes, and the hour, seven in the evening." " May you be happy !" said Frank, sup pressing a sigh, and turning to remount his box. " And you, too," cried Lizzy, smiling agaiu and showing her white teeth, like pearls among roses. The next night Frank brought the white gloves, and upon trial they proved to be a perfect fit. Frank's minuteness of observa tion was truly miraculous. The next Monday morning, the gossip of the post office and store door loungers all ran upon the publishment of Schneider and Lizzy Hatch. The matter was then no longer doubtful, and Frank resigned himself to the first dark and bitter disappointment of his life. The day came at length in which ail hearts are -pecially invited to gratitude ; the old Stately Thanksgiving day, with its long dull sermons, its sumptrous dinners, anJ its mer ry party givings. The stage-driver, alone, with this class, was not permitted to enjoy its festivities. The same work remained for him—the same long ride over the Torrey hills broken only by a hasty dinner at the tavern, and cheered only by the hope of rest at night. The day was dark and drizzling. The roads were muddy and dangerous. Night fell in the middle of the afternoon. At five o'clock it was densely dark. As he left the Torrey tavern, they cautioned hun to look out for a had place in the readjust above Farmer Hatch's, on the bill. As he drew near the critical spot, his eyes were caught by the glare of the wedding illumination in the Farmer's Cottage. Wreaths of evergreen hung before the windows, and tall candles were suspended among them. The dazzling eflect of these lights, entirely took from his eyes the power of seeing in the darkness be fore him; and possibly also, the associations connected therewith, might have rendered his nerves slightly unsteady. Whatever might have been the cause, it is certain that Frank did not guide his horses with usual caution, and beforo a thought of danger had occurred to him, the coach upset, and poor Frank was thrown with terrible force far dowu iuto the unfathomable darkness. The noise of thia disaster reaching the in mates of the cottage, the old Farmer and his two stout sons rushed forth to ascertain the extent of the calamity. They found the coach down upon its side, and the two passen gers within crying out lustily for help. Hav ing extricated these, who were fortunately much more frightened than hurt, though a little bruised, they began to search for Frank. But Lizzy, with a lantern, was before them. She had found hitn at the foot of a steep bank on the road-side, lying bloody and senseless. She cried out piteously for help. The Farm er and his sons bore the poor youth into their house. One then ran for a surgeon, another to get help from the village to take charge of the coach and horses. It was a timo of general bustle and exeitement— Frank, only was insensible to it. He lay in Lizzy's own little bed-room, bathing her white pillows with his blood. She stood by him weeping. The surgeon came in a few moments, and on applying restoratives, brought poor Frank back to cosciousness But he was frightfully bruised and wounded. The eurgoou watt ITERMS: $1.60 PER ociopied two hours in dressing his wounds, while I.i2zy sat all the while scraping tfnt in the adjoining room. Every now and then b® would open his eyes and catch a gßuapsWof her as she ran in aud out supplying the Sur geon's calls. At last the bandages were lor adjoining ; and as he lay helpless upon hrs pillow, he heard the deep voice of prayer* lifted in consecration of the nuptial vows.—* He heard the names spoken—Orlando Schnei der, Elizabeth Hatch" ; then there was a bustle of the guests seating themselves ; and a general suppressed tittering, and murmur ing, and rattling of plates, aud wine-glasses. lhe hour was a long and painful one to frank. At last the door opened into his room again, and the old Farmer approached. " Well, the job is over," he cried. " Consid erable business we've doDe here in on* night." •' I am afraid I am in your way, at this time. 'eaid Frank, in a mournful voice, that sounded strangely coming from his lips. Not a jo*, foot a Scuueider takes .lis wife away to-night, so we have an empty crib just in time. We're just about packing cm away, and then we 11 have an eye to you again." lie left the room, and presently' Frank heard a carriage drive to the door. As it rolled slowly away, he could not suppress a deep groan, not of bodily, but of mental tof"* ture. " Are you in such pain ?" sighed a tender, pitying voice iu his ear. " Can Ido nothing for you ?" " Why Lizzy ! how came you here ? I tho'fc you were gone.tf " Not I, nor do I intend to go." A our father just told me that you were io leave to night." '• Oh uo, ycu misunderstood him. H* meant the bride, not me." •' Nut you !" cried Frank, almost springing from his pillow, in spite of his wounds aud bandages. " Who in the name of Heaven w the bride, if not you ?" "It is my auut Lizzy,' said she, laughing a little rougishly, notwithstanding her pity for Frank. " Ihen I have been deceived, and you arc! not Scheider's wife ?" '• No, thank heaven ! I am free from any such claims. Aunt Lizzy is happy in being married at the ripe age of forty, and Uncle Orlando, in claiming with his wife's hand * title to lire thousand dollars. lam far happi* er in being here to wait upon you." " Dear Lizzy ! weak and wonnded as I am, not a being breathes this night with so thank ful a heart as I, Tell tiie, LizZy, in a word, is there a man in the world who has a claim on you 7" " Only my father" 1 hen I may lie here in peace, and dream sweet dreams, may I not 7" " Yes, any thing to make you happy." " And you will wait ou me ?" 11 Yes, with pleasure." " Then I am the happiest man alive.*' Here the door opened, and old Farmef Hatch entered with his wife, just as Frank had managed to clasp Lizzy' 9 hand. Ho ! ho ! another wedding iu the wind!" lie cried. But Lizzy ran out of the room in a twink ling of an eye, or I am not certain that the old Fanner would not have settled the bai* gain at once. Any way, it was not many weeks before the young people had settled it for themselves, whichj after all, is much the best way iu 6uch cases. 1 NAMES— There is much, nay, almoßt all in names. The name is the earliest garment yon wrap round the earth, to which it hence forth cleaves more tenaciously (tor there are names that have lasted nigh thirty centuries) than the very skin. Not only all common speech, but science—poetry itself—is no oth er, if thou consider it, than a right naming. JC39T* It is the best proof of the virtues of s family circle to seo a bsppy firoide, VOL. 3, NO. 14.