THE GENESEE FARMER. 



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Wimitentms. 



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FREIHFJT DIE ICH MEINE. 



[From the German of M. Von Schenkendorf.] 



Frkedom ! as I love thee, so appear to me 

 Like a glorious angel heavenly fair to see ; 

 Oft thy gallant banner has been stained with gore, 

 Yet amid the stars it shines forever more. 



In the merry grepnwood beams thine honest face, 

 tinder clustering blossoms is thy dwelling place : 

 'Tis a cheerful life when Freedom's happy voice 

 Makes the woodland ring and bids the heart rejoice. 



Up from gloomy caves from dens of darkest night — 

 Up the soul can rise to realms of heavenly light; 

 Fur our country's altars, for our father's hulls. 

 For our loved ones we can die when Freedom calls. 



Freedom ! as I love thee, so appear to me 

 Like a glorious angel wond'rous fair to see : 

 Freedom ! dearest treasure — noblest gift of God- 

 In our dear old count) y make thy long abode. 



Pitt used to make great fun of a practical joke to which 

 his friend Dun-das fell a victim during a political trip in 

 Scotland. The latter, who was a Cabinet Minister at the 

 time, sent for a barber while he was staying in Edin- 

 fourg; and the Scotch Figaro, before beginning his task, 

 made himself the echo of the dissatisfaction then prevail- 

 ing in the city against the statesman by saying ironi" 

 eally, " We are much obliged to you, Mr. Dundas, for the 

 part you have played in Loudon." What, are you a poli- 

 tician?" asked Dundas; "I sent for -a barber." "Oh, 

 very good, I will shave you," replied the practitioner, 

 with a bow. He really shaved one cheek of the minister, 

 and then suddenly passed the back of the razor across his 

 neck, exclaiming, " There, traitor, that is for you !" — after 

 doing which he ran out of the house at full speed. Dun- 

 das thought for a moment that his throat was really cut, 

 and shouted for help. The news that the minister was 

 assassinated spread over the whole city, but the alarm was 

 soon converted into a general outburst of laughter, and 

 the barber became for the day the hero of the public 

 favor. Pitt, in allusion to this event, was fond of asking 

 Dundas whether he was quite sure of having his head on 

 his shoulders. 



Laughtee. — glorious laughter! thou man-loving 

 spirit, that for a time dost take the burden from the 

 weary back; that dost lay salve to the feet, bruised aud 

 cut by flints and sharps; that takest blood-baking mel- 

 ancholy by the nose and makest it grin despite itself; 

 that all the sorrows of the past, the doubts of the future, 

 confouudest in the joy of the present; that makest man 

 truly philosophic — conqueror of himself. What was 

 talked of as the golden chain of love, was nothing but a 

 succession of laughs — a chromatic scale of merriment, 

 reaching from earth to Olympus. 



A Fair Barbaeian. — The recent triumph of modern 

 mechanical art, of mind over matter, has thrown ancient 

 ingenuity, even of the highest order, quite into the shade. 

 Let us take one instance : " In Kgypt I saw Cleopatra's 

 needle," a young lady, returning from school in England 

 to her home in India, wrote lately to her friends ; "but I 

 thought very little of it, I assure you, after having seen 

 the sewing machiue in London." 



An Irishman driven to desperation by the stringency 

 of the money market, and the high price of provisions, 

 procured a pistol and took to the road. Meeting a 

 traveler,-he stopped him with: "Your money or your 

 life?" Seeing Pat was green he said: "I'll tell you 

 what I will do. I'll give you all my money for that 

 pistol." " Agreed." Pat received the money and handed 

 over the pistol. "Now," said the traveler, "hand back 

 that money or I'll blow yonr brains out." "Blaze away, 

 my hearty !" said Pat, " niver a dhrop of powther there's 

 in it." 



A worthy farmer who thoroughly detested taxes and 

 tax collectors, was once called on by a collector a second 

 time for money, for which he had mislaid the receipt, 

 and as he told the story to his friend : " Well," said the 

 friend, " what did you do ?" " Do ! why, I remonstrated 

 with him?" "And to what effect?" "Well, I don't 

 know to what effect, but the poker was bent !" 



Had Hih There. — A waggish curate overheard the 

 school master giving lessons in grammar. "You can- 

 not place a, the singular article," said the preceptor, 

 " before plural nouns. No one can say a pigs, a women, 

 a — " "Nonsense," cried the curate. " The Prayer book 

 knows better than you, I should think, or it would not 

 teach me to say a-men." 



The celebrated David Crocket, on visiting a meua* 

 gerie, was comparing the countenance of a moukey to 

 that of one of his fellow members of Congress. Turning 

 he saw the gentleman had overheard his remark; so, to 

 make matters pleasant, he said : " I do not know which 

 to apologize to — you or the monkey." 



Lord Eeskine. — When his Lordship was admitted a 

 member of the Fishmongers' Company he, of course, 

 made a speech. On coming home he said to a friend : " I 

 spoke ill to-day, and stammered and hesitated in the 

 opening," His friend replied : "You certainly floundtred, 

 but I thought you did so in compliment to the Fish- 

 mongers." 



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How to be an Eaelt Risee.— Jump out of bed the 

 moment you hear a knock at the door. The man who 

 hesitates when he is called is lost. The mind should be 

 made up in a minute; for early rising is one of those 

 subjects that admits of no turning over. 



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Domestic Sweetmeats.— It is a singular fact that many 

 ladies who know how to preserve everything else, can't 

 preserve their tempers. Yet it may easily be done on 

 the self-sealing principle. It is only to "keep the mouth 

 of the vessel closed." 



Hard Times. — In speaking of hard times down in Ten- 

 nessee the Memphis Aryus says: "Mathamaticians agree 

 that ten mills make one cent. At the present price of 

 wheat we doubt if twenty mills can make a ceut." 



Repartee. — Two old New England ministers were rid- 

 ing by a gallows, when the older one asked the other: 

 " Where would you be if that tree had its proper fruits ?" 

 " Riding alone, sir," was the reply. 



