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TILE CURD'S INQUIRY. peqr Mother, say, -is notihis land The land of blooming floweisl' And where the,birds throsighont.the year Sing in the- leafy. boNers, And is this not the sunny lard For cloudless is the,sky,_ And all seems beautiint at f 4 grell74 Can e'cr this buuty,slie • ,, 71, Oh, yes, my child this bind is bright With flowers of every hue: The sky she& down a golden light, There's music sweet, 'tis true ; But storms and tempests herolirise, Which'dim the brightest ray ; And flowers where richest fragrance lies Soon Wither and decay. put, mother, oft I've heard you speak, When sealed On your knee, Of a fair land• where pilgrims seek— Is it beyond the sea 7 And can 1 go and visit tt Witt you; my - mower dear 3 And in t e :h - Tily — gruires - we'll bit, ----- 4nkby the stre,am_so. clear. _ My child, that land, that land above, Is far beyond the sea ; There everythiAg is tilled with love, And all is purity. We cannot enter that Until this life is o'er; And then we'll rest and dwell with_ 6 Upori that sunny shora. IUI6 -DRUNKIRD'S WIFE. Weary and sad I tun sitting a lone, With a dying , b ibe at a cold hearthstone; And' list to the auttati of the drifting snow 0, hew unlike to long agu _ Those gilded•dreama have passed away, That tiled my heart on its marriage diy, Arid the trembling tear-drops' silent flow Aro - the tri. , ute pearls of long ago. 0, the hidden power of the sparkling, wine Can banish love 'from its holiest And place ij,jt - a atead a wreathe of woe, In the faded hopes ot long ago. , The crowning joy of a woman's Is breathed in the blissful name of wife; And the deepest pang that her heart can Is the blighted love of long ago _ _ _ _ _ _ la X 19301_10E,..fLIVE RULES or S. LEEP.—Dr. Winslow says there is no fact more clearly established in the physiology of man than that the brain ex pends its energies and itself during the hours of wAclulness, and that these are recuper ated during sleep. D . the recuperation does not equal the expenditure, the brain withers —this is insanity. Thus it is that in early Etwlisli history„ persons who were con demned to death by being preveked from sleeping, always died raving , maniacs; thus it is also 64 those who are starved to death become insane--:the brain is not nourished, and they cannot sleep. The . ,practical infer ences aro, that those who thick most, who do most brain work, require most sleep, and that time 'saved' from necessary sleep is in fallibly destructive to mind, body and estate. Give ym.rself, your children, your. servants —!ive_all_that are under ou, the fullest a- nio,unt of sleep they will take.• y compelling thorn to go to bed at some regular hour, and to rise in the morning the moment they awoke; and within a fortnight, Nature, with almost the regularity of the rising sun, will unloose the bonds of sleep the moment en ough repose has been secured for the Wants of the system.. This is ,the only safe and sufficient rule; anikas to .the question bow much sleep any one requttes, each must be a' rule for himself—great •Naturo will never fail to writoit - out to the .observer tour the regulations just given. PRESS ON.—:We find the following noble sentiment—the key of :fortune-in a .lit 4 6: English- periodical. •The myetery, of Napoleon's career was this, under ell difficulties and discourage meuta to.press oe. It was the problim of all the .heroes ; it is the rale . ,by which- to judge rightly of all wonderful success. It should be-the motto of all, high and , low, fortunate: end unfortunate, so called--'press on,' Dever. despair, never.be discouraged, however_stor- My the heaven% 'however dark the way;; however great the difficulties, or .repeated the failure, ;press en; 11.1.furtune hos.played false witir4heet to-day; dAhou play-lree .for this ttSP;morretir. Let - the - foolishriess of yes, today MakeNeet„ i wish to-day.. If thy affep 7 tietts,,havn been Touted.out like water info the desert, do not sit dogn and perish of this,. but f,press;';ot'—a beautiful 'oasis is before thee, and thou'inayst reach• it, if thou wilt. If another ht m: been la* tolhee,rdO not in crease the evil by being false to thyself. De:notaiay the Avoid has lotwits poetry and beauty- s it is not so; and even ifit bo:so, make thine owe , poetry ,and beauty, 'by a bfAie; a Vie, tiod .. abovoitt a rejig lolls „.. sweotent two , tbose:whe To me :. thoyiegie.seeret of..beitr.- e , : contented tinder say eireumatnuttos: ,- ItiehAtr poor; 'high - or low, it inakon'tiddiffetenoli„i* the bright foticitain of joy "bukohles .up 3 uit..aa. in their hearts. ;. • - 'WAYIIgSIIOII6, 'PILINKLI.Is'I: : OUNtI ~PEs,Vit iStiA;:lP4l.l)*Alt;',lo9„Mlll-6- SAPIP`r,j: . THE MYSTERIOUS AenNl, "Kind beads are more than coronets, And simple faith than Nornian hlood.' 4 Years ago, at xt'grand "cathedral looking the Rhine, there appeared an organ ist. The-great comp_oller._ who.—had. played the organ.so long bad suddenly died, and ev erybody, from the king to the peasant, was wandering who 'could be found' to fill his place, when, one bright Sabbath morn,' as the sexton entered the church, he saw a stranger sitting at the crape shrouded organ. He WdS a tall,rpntem . 2 .. c . • strikingly handsome faee, great, tlick, mel ancholy eyes, and hair like the raven's wing for gloss and color, sweeping in dark waves over his shoulders. He did not seem to no tice the sexton, but went on playing, and such music he drew_fictin_the instrument no words of mine can describe The listuer declared that the organ seenied to have grown human—that it wailed tindelam ored, as if a tortured human heart was throb bing through its.pipes. . _ _ When the music had ceased, the sexton hastened to the strati er and said : pray, who are you, sir To not ask my name,' he replied, 'I have heard that you are in want of an organist, and I have come here on trial.' _ . 'You'll be sure to get the . place,' 'Why, you surpass him that's dead and gone, sir!' 'No, no, jou overrate resumed the stranger with a tiad — ghileT - aud thenTas---if disciplined to conversation, he- turned—from -old—Fia'as'-and--iregatAnd-flow the. ionsio_, changed_frern,a sorrowful strain to a grand old paean, and "Looking upward full of - grace, Prayed, lilt from a happy place Cdod's glory smote me in the face." and his countenance seemed not unlike that - I of St. Michael, as portrayed by Guido. Lost in harmonies which swelled around him, he sat with his 'far-seeing' eyes fixed on thiste.nt sky, a gliti — ip - s - e -- of'Whieh'Ye -- caught through an open window, when there was a stir about the church door, and a-roy al party came sweeping in. Among them might lie seen a young girl with a wealth of po:den hair, eyes like the violif's hue, and . lips like, wild elm! rtes. Thin was the Prin ces Elizabeth', and all eyes were , turned to her, as she seated herself in the.velvet eu,h inneif pew 'apprepi:iated to - the court -,- The mysterious organist fixed his eyes upon her and went on playing. No sooner had the music reached her cars than she started as if a ghost had crossed her path. Th.e blood fa ded from her cheeks, her lips quivered, and her whole frame grew tremulous. At last her eyes met those of the organist, in 'a long yearning look. and the melody lost its joy. __ o4ls D o es l in rl once ma r vrt• • and sighed and clamored. 'By my faith,' whispered the king to hie daughter, 'this organist has a master hand. Hark ye, he shall play at your wedding !' The pale lips of the piincosii parted, but she could not speak —she was dumb with grief. Like one in a painful dream she saw tlle pale man at the organ, and heard the melody which filled that vast edifice. Ay, full well she knew who he was, an why the instrument seemed breathing out the agony of a tortured heart. 'When the service was over, and the royal panty had left the cathedral, he stole away us mystericusly as he had come lie was not to be seen again by the sexton till the vesper hour, and then he 'appeared in the organ loft and commenced his task. While he played a veiled figure glided in and knelt near a side shrine '['here she remained till the worshippers dispersed, when the sexton touched her shoulder and said -:- 'Aludam, everybody has gene out but you, and.l. wish to close - all the.doors.' 'I am Dot ready to go yet,' was the reply ',Leave me—leave?' The sexton drew back into a shady niche, and watched and listened. The mysterious organist still kept his post, but his head was bowed upianilie_ instrument, and . he could not see the lone devotee. At length a: rose tram the ni9le, and moving to the organ :loft, paused beside the musician. 'Betram,' she murmured. Quick as thought the organist raised his head. There, with the light of the lamp suspended to the arch above falling upon he; stood the princess who had graced the royal pew that day. The court dress of velvet, with its soft ermine trimmings, the tires, the necklace, the bracelet - , had been ezchanged for a gray serge rube and a long thick veil, which was not pushed back from the fair girl. ish 'face. "'Oh ! Elizabeth, Elizabeth exclaimed the oitariisi, and be santfat her feet said gazed wistfully-into her troubled face. 'Why are you here Bertram ?: asked she. 'I cannot bid you faretvell; and as I dared not venture into tbe palace,., r gained "access to the:oathedral by bribing the bell ringer, and having taken the vacant scat of the dead organist ; . let toy iirtisie breathe out the adieu I.puld not truat my lip to utter.' • A low moan wat the only answer, ,and he continued ; qtrbu are to "be married on the tnor 2oN !' 'Yes,' sobbed the girl. ' :Bertram what atrial it will- be to stand At yonder alter and ttuke .uport•me , thew VOWS which will doom me to living death !' • 'Think of me,' rejoined the organist. 'Yourloyal ftther has requested., me :to play at the wedding; and 1. have promised to be there.' I wore your . equai, I could be .the bridegroom instead of the organist; but gi poor niusiciati must giv,e you up. likmsptiering soul and body asunder to part with yo,,u,' said.the !To .night I may I aryl:6 t his =MI - You - how- foirdly I Joveryou r butin:cfew h ours . boasin Go, go,-and-God bless; you.l She:Waved:llm from her, as, if site Would banish biro while robe :had the power AO do, so,:and he—,-how was it with him P Ire rose tolqtve teri?than,eame • ,back, held her to. .:4L3el{.. 13. cle3pers,ct(!aait Fgt.733ll3r. , WowerNEtl p,F.,,, hiSibeirt in &tong embnee, iiiid - then , With • _half smotheted;farewell, : left,hei . • ...; The nest-tnoroing : dawned -in cloudless :splendor, and at au 440y . ..h0ur the eathenyal was ififilite• ofat• "lhe Witten - begin ,piepaie for' tiffs Wedding: Flame colored -floweret' odde d . by the - wayside—Sam's belored leaves came rushing. dowry!, from.. the trees, and lay in light heaps upon the ground; and the ripe Wheat waved liken golden sea and ) berries drooped in red and purple clusters over The rocks al'on'g the 'Rhine. At length the palace gates were opened and • ttl--partyr-a-ppettred-escorting-the_P_riti4 cees Elizabeth tar the cathedral where her Marriage wits tci, be selemnieed. Is was a bright pageant; -far brighter than the lin -twined, foliage and hlostioms which Were float ing fibm stately heads, and the festal robes that -streamed down the' housings of the Superb Steads: Hu6 the Princess mounted on a snow white palfrey, and clad in snow white velvet. looked pale and sad; and where, on nearing the church, she heard' dust - of organ music, which, thotigh.jubilabt in sound struck on her eat like a funeral knell, she _trembled, and would have fallen td the ground had not a page supported her. A few minutes after she bad entered the ' eathe- Arid.' There with his retinue stood the roy- , al bride groom whom she' had never belbre seen. But her glance roved from' him to the 'organ-lof t, where she expected' to . esee the mysterious organist.' He was gone -and she was obliged to remr - n the gracefill - bow to the king, to whom - she had been betrothed from-motives-of-policy. - Meeha. ' • • knelt at his Side on the alter stone, mechani cally listened to the service and made: the responses. Then her husband drew her him in a convulsive embrace, and whisper ed. 'Erzabeth, my queer, my wife look up - • . Trembling, in every limb she obeyed. =Why=did - these=dark=eyes=thrill—h - er—so 1- Why did that smile bring a glow on her cheek ? Ah ! though the king wore the royal purple, and many a jeweled order glit tered on his breast he seemed the'same hum -113.1e person who bad been employed to teach I organ musit, and bad taught her the lore of love. 'Elizabeth,' murmured the monarch, 'Bert ram I.6llimit-, the mysterious orgniiiats, King Oscar ale one. Forgive my strata. gem. I wished to many you, but I would not drag you to the altar an unwilling bride. Your father was in_the secret.' While tears of joy rained from her blue eyes the hew queen returned her husband's fond kiss, and for once two hearts were made happy by a royal marriage. 1 A Remarkable Prophecy. On the 16th of •February, 1866, a distin. guisheti • elergyman of Washington wrote Andrew Johnson a letter, insisting that there must be—first, a - Viridication of our Govern. ment against the Rebel!kin by a course of pencil justice; and second. equal and exact justice must be done to the freedmen to the extent of wiping out any distinction of color in the enjoyment of the franchises of citizen ship; and imploring him to rise to the majes ty of this duty. The letter then proceed!: 'Nay, more--:and this is the presentiment which has haunted me now for days together, and which seems to be like the solemn warr.• ing of a- Melancholy fate—and it is in a• fear which takes this shape, namely : that you will not be removed from your high office, as your predecessor was, by assassination, -but you will be subjected to It fate far worse than death—the open and everlasting disgrace which will•in some way or other, how I know not—but will in some zorry'arise in the in scrutable providence of God. I seem to see the chasm already opening at your feet. 'Oh, while it is time, 1 pray you, honored sir, withdraw yourself from the abyss. Look up —look up alon'e to heaven for help, and the _Lord Jehovah "Will strengthen you from on Six days after this date, Johnson respond id by his infamous speech from the White House steps, in which he bitterly denounced Congress, and named Stevens and Sumner as fit to be hung. Two pars later, the same Johnson is on the eve of impeachment, with Stevens one of the prosecutors and Sumner one of the jurors. The prophecy is approach• ing fulfilment, and the him of Johnson's deposition is near. • TUE Horn or MAII.--FiEtai suoceis—the joy of lire's ripe hitrvet, is the goal of - our }Apes. No wise or thoughtful man will iive merely 'tiT!diy. , The pilgrim who seeks a home;is.not content to linger and loiter for - the mere flowers beside .- his way. •The sower looks onward to fields White and ready for the sickle. "Wisdom has regard' for the grand issue. ' Thei,riunth or pleasure of tc 7 day is iransitery." . We want a hope that clea not sink with ttie setting sun. The true surc cess oflife is that which does not fail in the evening of our days and'leave them to,blight or barrenness. 'We wad the shut of bar vesilhome,l that will 'riot die into eilenie With die:failing breittlq but makes - the pi 188: age tOlhe gedvea'iirfitskering_gallery where heaven and earth together. r IMMII Cl'ne FIRST - TWENTY TEASEL—Live as king as4yOu may, the first tvreatryeart form the greater part of your_life;__They appear so` when they are passing; they seem to lore heen•-so ;when we look back to them ;'and they lake up more room in our memory than fill the' years that succeed them. 1 - 14 this he-so,. how important that they ho passed in planting gOod principles, cu/tiva: 'dog goods taster, etrengthening good-habits) fideing.from all those. pleasures. which lay up bitterness and sorrow for time to; 'Toe I Take good .care, of the first twenty , years of Your lire ,' and yoti may hope' glut the last twenty years Will take good e..ire rou. of 'lliotoiy: , . SenatoriSimon Camea