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SPRING S INVITATION. 
On come, for May but blesses once the year. 
And only once will follow sis'er June 
Upon the track, before the blast will come, 
'Sb freeze out all the freshness and the glow 
Of summer’s reign. 
It cannot be that any spirit dwells 
Contented, through the spring's enticing days 
To be in houses caged, when all the trees,— ( 
The high-roofed maples and the spreading elms 
Put on fresh robes, and e’en the tardy oaks 
(Perchance with sly intent to stand the last 
Opposed in stout resistance to the dyes 
Vain Autumn introduces to the leaves 
In all her bright display of fashion plates, 
That mark the dying year,) array themselves, 
A nd wave kind invitations to their*shades 
And still retreats. 
If there are many cares 
That crowd too closely in the path of life, 
And gnaw too.roughly on its pleasant dreams; 
Come out upon the carpeted, green hills, 
And bare thy scorched brow to the cooling winds 
That fan the leaves; thy heart to that sweet power. 
That moves unseen through all the wondrous work 
Of Nature’s store; or if thou hast a tear 
Of anv grief, o’ertlowed from sorrow s cups, 
Oh drop it, where the falling shower brings 
As rich a blessing as the sun’s glad smile. 
Come out for everything;— 
To laugh, till all the far surrounding wood 
Shall echo and re-echo back the tone 
Too loud for fashion’s halls; to search in June 
At leisure in the field’s and forest’s haunts, 
For old, neglected, yet remembered, spots 
Of early sports; and oh, thou child of thought, 
'When all the peaceful sunset’s tide of gold 
Goes shrinking back from tree, and shrub, and flower, 
To quit the anxious, busy world of toil, 
And leaving all results to him whose care 
O’ersprcadeth all his works, to speak the praise 
The full soul renders, for the blessings given 
In spring. E. G. W. 
Victor, N. Y., 1853. 
THE ROYAL WHIM : 
OR THE REVENGE OF THE KING’S FOOL. 
FROM THE GERMAN OF WILHELM MELNHOLD. 
( Concluded .) 
The unhappy father waited in vain for a 
letter from his son from one week—from 
ono month to another. The captain had 
taken all necessary precaution. No ono 
knew what had become of him, and although 
it was so very difficult, on this very account, 
to claim him, still both pastor and patron 
attempted it, though, as may bo easily im¬ 
agined, in vain. After repeated petitions to 
his royal majesty, they at length received a 
very harsh reply from the minister of war 
himself; that they made a most insane re¬ 
quest in asking them to look for a recruit 
in the ranks of the whole Prussian army, 
when no one, not even themselves, knew 
where he was; and he must be getting on 
well or else ho would have written to them. 
Two years thus elapsed, without the dis¬ 
consolate father, who had long since receiv¬ 
ed a young curate to assist him, hearing the 
least news about his son, and therefore sup¬ 
posed that ho died through the cold on that 
frightful evening, or at the halberts. 
At length, when the second year had just 
ended, he received a message from the 
neighboring town to say that his son was in 
good health, and intended to visit him that 
same evening in company with the lady of 
the Dean of P-. When their joy at this 
unexpoctod nows, which appeared to the 
old man almost fabulous, was modei’ated. 
and a thousand questions asked of the mes¬ 
senger, no one could certainly furnish any 
explanation as to his strange companion ; 
but this was their loast anxiety. “ The 
dean’s lady,” the old mother gave it as her 
opinion, “ will soon be tired of us.” And 
long before evening the whole family set 
out to welcome their Joseph, as the old man 
called him. They had just arrived at the 
cross-road we have already visited, when a 
carriage drove up, out of the window of 
which a charming little white hand was 
stretched, and a silvery voice uttered the 
words, “ Yes, yes, dear Carl, here it was that 
you saved me from the wolf.” At the mo¬ 
ment he looked out ho recognisod his pa¬ 
rents. A cry of joy burst from him, which 
was echoed by the whole family. The coach¬ 
man was bidden to stop, the lady and gentle¬ 
man sprang out, and it was some time be¬ 
fore the old father could say, “Now, then, 
tell us all, you wicked boy; you caused us 
much grief by not writing a single word.” 
“ I could not, I dare not,” Carl replied.— 
“ The captain made me pledge my honor 
that I would not send you any news of my 
placo of abode. If I kept my word, ho 
promised to give mo my liberty at the end 
of three years.” 
“ And the worthy captain set you free at 
the expiration of two,” his father remaked. 
“Not he,” Carl replied. “Death alone 
could have saved me from his clutches. I 
owe my liberty to our glorious king.” 
“ Tell us—tell us how,” all cried ; lot the 
carriage drive homo.” 
“ Yes,” the patron cried who had come to 
share in the general joy, “send the carriage 
away. I must know all about it. We will 
take our seats on this bank.” 
All—among thorn tho dean’s lady, to whom 
np one had yet paid any attention—seated 
themselves on tho grassy couch, and kept 
their eyes fixed on the young man, who 
wiped away his tears, and then commenced 
thus: 
How badly I fared, and how grieved I was 
at not being able to send any news to my 
dear parents and sisters, I need not toll 
you. My only trust was in God; for, had 
I uot had Him to support me, I should have 
acted like a hundred others—either desert- 
od or put an end to my life. But my faith, 
which daily found nourishment in the beauti¬ 
ful text with which I quitted you on that 
night of terror, “ We know that all things 
work together for good to them that love 
God,” supported me in all my necessities. 
Thus it happened that, just fourteen days 
ago, I stood as sentinel in the grand corridor 
of the royal palace at Berlin. 1 was think¬ 
ing, as usual, of home, and as I felt very 
low spirited, and, besides, fancied the neigh¬ 
boring apartments unoccupied. I commenced 
singing that sweet song of Freelinghausen, 
“ My heart should feel contented when I 
was singing tho third verse, a door opened 
to my great embarrassment, and I saw this 
lady’s head. 
“ Ah ! tho dean’s lady,” tho old pastor 
said, as he bowed to her. “Now I am be¬ 
ginning to see more clearly into matters.” 
And he straightway poured forth a multi¬ 
tude of apologies for not having noticed her 
before, through his immoderate joy at his 
son’s return. 
“But, father,” the son inquired, “do you 
not recognise the lady ?” 
The old man, however, and his wife, had 
long forgotten tho features. Ono of Carl’s 
sisters at length said : 
“ That must be the young lady, if I am 
not mistaken, whom you saved from the 
wolf ?” 
“ Certainly,” Carl replied, “ and at this 
very spot where we are now sitting so hap¬ 
pily together.” 
But as all began crying “ Proceed, pro¬ 
ceed with your story,” ho continued it in the 
following fashion : 
As soon as I saw the head I was in great 
fear, and ceased singing. The lady, how¬ 
ever. came very kindly towards me, meas¬ 
ured me from head to feet, and at length 
said : 
“ I could scarce believe my ears when I 
heard that voice, but my eyes cannot de¬ 
ceive me. Surely you are tho son of the 
clergyman of II-, who saved me from 
the wolf two years ago ?” 
“ I am that unhappy man,” I said to her: 
and thon proceeded to tell her what a fright¬ 
ful revenge Gundling had taken. Her eyes 
filled with tears, and she seemed to me like 
an angel sent from on high to comfort me. 
“ You saved me from a wolf,” she exclaim¬ 
ed, “and I will now do as much for you 
and then hurried back into the room. I 
stood there with a beating heart, till a page 
approached me with the words : 
“ Sentinel, as soon as you are released 
from duty you must go through that door, 
and present yourself to her majesty the 
queen.” 
I need not say with what anxiety I waited 
for the hour. 
At length I was relieved, and, trembling, 
I entered tho queen’s apartments. She 
asked my history very graciously, and when 
I had finished it, she added : 
“ I can do nothing for you, my son, but 
will beg the general to see that you are on 
duty here to-morrow morning between 
eleven and twelve, the hour at which the 
king pays me a visit. Then sing, with your 
clear voice that pleased me so much, any 
verso you like of his majesty’s favorite 
hymn—‘ Who puts his trust in God alone.’ 
I will then see what more I can do for you.” 
With these woods her majesty dismissed 
me, and without tho door L met this lady, 
who whispered to me, “ Courage, courage; 
1 trust all will be well.” 
As I expected, I was placed on duty be¬ 
fore the queen’s apartments tho next morn¬ 
ing at eleven o’clock. As soon as I heard 
voices within I commenced singing a verse 
of tho hymn that had been commanded.— 
However, I expected in vain to be sum- 
mond again. Tho hour passed, and I fan¬ 
cied that no attention had been paid to me; 
and I despaired, for I did not dare sing 
another verse. 
“ And yet,” tho young lady here inter¬ 
rupted the narrator, “ all proper attention 
had been paid to your hymn, and I may be 
permitted to give an account of it, as Carl 
has already become my dear husband.” 
Another cry of astonishment was here 
raised ; “ What! what! your husband ?” all 
exclaimed. “ I fancied you were a dean’s 
wife,” tho old pastor remarked. “ I nover 
heard of such a thing,” the patron murmur¬ 
ed, for he knew tho lady was of a very old 
family, and both ho and the pastor seemed 
scarce to know whether they were awake or 
d reaming. 
“ You must then hear my story,” the 
young lady remarked, with a smile. 
The voice delighted both their majesties 
greatly, and as soon as I perceived this I be¬ 
gan saying everything I could in favor of 
the young man without, till the king laughed 
and said: 
“ Why, she must be in love with the fel¬ 
low.” 
I felt that I blushed at this remark, but 
still answered boldly: 
“ Yes, your majesty, for he saved me, two 
years ago, from a frightful wolf.” 
“ Diablo !” the king added. “ You are of 
a very old family, and might get a lieuten¬ 
ant, as far as I know.” 
Here the queen interposed, and begged 
his majesty, who was in very good humor 
that day, not to tormont mo farther. I had 
opened my whole heart to hei', and was de¬ 
termined on having this grenadier, or no 
one else, for my husband. “I must bog 
your majesty to romembor,” the queen con¬ 
tinued, “ how carefully this good girl at¬ 
tended to our child in its last illness.” 
“ Well!” the king remarked, “ we’ll seo. 
Tho captain praises the fellow; but still she 
cannot by any possibility marry a simplo 
curate. Well, as I said, we’ll see. I’ll ex¬ 
amine the fellow myself; but apropos sup¬ 
pose ho will not have you?” 
I did not know what answer to mako to 
this inquiry, save by letting my eyos sink 
on the ground ; but the queen camo to my 
assistance by saying, “ Your majesty will be 
best fitted to arrange that matter.” 
“ Well, that’s very true,” the king replied. 
“ We’ll see, then; the fellow will not be 
such a fool as to refuse.” And with thoso 
words his majesty left the room, apparently 
in deep thought. 
“ That is tho end of my story,” tho young 
lady said, “ and my husband must proceed 
with his now.” 
Carl, therefore, continncd : 
I naturally believed that I had been quite 
unnoticed, especially as nothing of the 
slightest importance occurred during tho 
remainder of the day that might nourish my 
hopes. 
The next morning, however, at parade, 
the king cried out, after he had finished all 
other affairs. 
“ Where is the follow who stood as sentry 
yesterday morning between eleven and 
twelve, at the queen’s door ? Let him step 
out tho ranks.” 
With a beating heart I obeyed this order, 
on which his majesty, without moving a 
feature, first measured me from head to foot, 
and then said, “ Two under-officers here — 
take the fellow’s coat off!” I could fancy 
nothing else than that 1 was going to be tied 
up to tho halberts for my unseasonable 
singing, and therefore began tremulously, 
“I implore your majesty, with all submis¬ 
sion -;” but the king interrupted me: 
“Don’t argue — take his waistcoat off!” 
Tho under-officers did what they were com¬ 
manded, and the king in the same tone, and 
without moving a feature, said — “ Now his 
gaiters !” 
I now fancied I was going to he impaled, 
at the least, and entreated in my fear— “ I 
beg your majesty, on my knees, to be mer¬ 
ciful to a poor fellow;” but tho same answer 
was given me — “ Don’t argue.” 
As I stood there, in my shirt sleeves, tho 
king ordered — “ Now, bring that black 
chest hither to the front.” 
I was now certain of death when I saw 
this chest brought up, in which I fancied an 
executioner’s sword, at the very least, was 
contained. I clasped my hands and com¬ 
mended my soul to God, when the king, be- 
fore whom tho chest had been deposited, 
cried out to mo, “ Now look in, and see how 
that suits you.” 
As soon as I I’aised the lid, I saw, not a 
sword or any instrument of torture, but a 
black clerical dress, and the bands laid on 
the top of it. The change in my feelings 
almost took my senses away, but the king’s 
voice again aroused me, “Now, dress your- 
solf immediately, and listen to what I say. 
Bring four drums here, and lay a dozen side 
arms across them, so that he cannot tumble 
through. The gronadier shall preach us a 
sermon, for I must first examine him, and 
see if he has learned anything. If ho sits 
firm in the saddle, as the saying is, he can 
keep the black stuff, and all it contains; 
but if he’s a stupid ass, I’ll make him put 
tho coatee on again. Now, then, up on the 
drums ; you need not give it to us long, but 
it must bo good.” 
Assuredly (tho young man enntinued) I 
should have talked nothing but nonsense, 
through the agitated nature of my feelings ; 
and tho fact that such a terrible alternative 
was offered me ; but to my great good for- 
tuno, during tho whole duration of my 
wretched servitude, I had daily thought of 
my favorite text, and determined I would 
preach from it the very first Sunday after 
my release. In fact, from continually think¬ 
ing on the subject, I had the whole dis¬ 
course long before ready in my mind. I 
therefore boldly mounted the drums, and 
began immediately with tho words — St. 
Paul says, in Romans viii. 28, “ And we 
know that all things work together for good 
to them that love Godafter which I gave 
a detailed account of my own misfortunes 
which had worked together for good by tho 
confirmation of my faith, and then made an 
universal and particular application of it. 
I noticed that the king, who stood next to 
me, and never once took his eyes off of me, 
could not keep tho tears from pouring down 
his cheeks; and I had scarce uttered the 
word “Amen,” whon he said to me, “Now, 
come down from your pulpit; you can keop 
the black coat and all it contains. You had 
better inspect the pockets, and see what 
you have got in them.” 
During my discourse, I had noticed that 
ono of them seemed heavier than the other. 
I therefore put my hand into that ono first, 
and who could picture my astonishment, 
when I drew out a gold tabaliere filled with 
ducats. I was silently regarding it, when 
the king said—“ That is a present from my 
wife ; but now look and see whether there 
is anything in the other pocket;” and, not 
yet ablo to utter a word, through surprise, 
I drew out my appointment as dean, signod 
by the king’s own hand. 
“ How is that possible ?—such a thing was 
nevor hoard of!” the old pastor exclaimed, 
as he raised his hands to heaven. “ My son 
a dean ? A candidate and private in tho 
grenadiers a dean ? Yes! now I understand 
why you sent to tell us you would visit us 
in company with the dean’s lady. But not 
to ask your poor old father to the wedding, 
— as if you woro ashamed of him,— that is 
unpardonable.” 
“ Did I know anything about my mar¬ 
riage ?” tho son continued; “but listen, 
father.” 
I naturally tried, after all these fabulous 
ovents, to murmur out my thanks, but was 
interrupted by tho king, who said — “ Now, 
come up to tho palace; you can eat your 
soup with us, and tho regimental chaplain 
must accompany you.” 
Giddy with the thought of all that had 
happenod, I followod with tho chaplain, who 
was hardly less astonished than I was, the 
king and his suite to the palace; and as soon 
as we entered the audience room, where all 
the court was assembled, togothor with hor 
majesty and this young lady, tho king ad¬ 
vanced, and asked mo: 
“ Whom does he think he has to thank for 
all thii ?” 
I answered, with a low bow: 
“ Besides God, my most gracious king and 
his most illustrious consort.” 
To which his majesty remarked : 
“ There he’s right; but look ye here, this 
young and charming woman did tho most 
for him. Has he nothing to say to her? 
She is not proud, and I know not married. 
What does ho think of it; he’s now a dean, 
and has his pocket full of ducats. Will ho 
try his luck, and fancy ho is all alono with 
her ?* 
Half mad with joy and hope, I raised my 
oyes and looked at tho poor girl, who was 
blushing and trembling before me, and who 
could not raiso her eyes from tho ground. 
All wore silent, though at intervals a 
slight sound of laughter could be heard in 
the room. In spite of all my good fortune, 
I was even more embarrassed than I had 
been an hour before, when forced to mount 
tho drums ; but I collected myself, and in a 
few moments said: 
“ His majesty, the king, to whom I owe all 
my good fortune, has inspired mo with 
courage to ask you before this great assem¬ 
bly, whether you will accompany me in my 
wanderings on the troubled path of life, like 
the angel Raphael formerly guided the 
youthful Tobias ?” 
She immediately gave mo her hand, silent 
and trembling, which I pressed with ardor 
to my lips, and her majesty had scarcely 
bidden God to bless us, when tho king added; 
“ Regimental chaplain, come hither and 
marry them. Afterwards we’ll have our 
dinner ; but I must got them off my hands 
to-day.” 
Tho chaplain, with a deep bow, remarked: 
“It is impossible, your majesty; the young 
couplo have not been asked in church.” 
“ Nonsense !” tho king objected ; “ I 
asked them myself, long ago. Come, and 
marry them as quickly as you can, for I am 
hungry. Next Sunday you can ask them in 
church as many times as you like.” 
Although the chaplain urged various rea¬ 
sons, all was of no avail. The marriage 
took place that very hour, and my parents 
can now see why it was impossible for me 
to invite them. 
“ I really must be dreaming,” tho old pas¬ 
tor now said; “ why, it’s stranger than any 
story in the ‘ Arabian Nights.’ A grenadier 
mado a dean ! But what did tho members 
of tho consistory say to it ? I cannot im¬ 
agine.” 
“ They kept mo so long,” the young man 
replied, “ or I should have come to share my 
joy with you eight days ago. I had scarcely 
announced myself, and handed in my diplo¬ 
ma with a request to be ordained, when tho 
gentlemen, as may be easily conceived, de¬ 
clared tho wholo affair impossible, and 
sought to demonstrate this to his majesty in 
a long petition. The king returned it with 
these words, written with his own hand, on 
the margin: 
“I have examined him myself. If he 
does not understand Latin, he can afford to 
keep some ono that does. I do not under¬ 
stand Latin myself. 
“ Frederick William.” 
“As they did not dare to trouble the king 
again in tho matter, they proceeded to ordain 
me, after an examination, to which I volun¬ 
tarily submitted.” 
The young man thus ended his story, and 
our kind readers can easily imagine tho rest. 
We need only add that our hero made an 
excellent dean, and for many years held tho 
living of P-. 
In conclusion, we are bound to state that 
the above anecdote is historically true, and 
that we have merely repeated the family 
tradition. Still wo thought it better to re¬ 
frain from giving the real names, as the de¬ 
scendants of our illustrious grenadier might 
not desire the story to be publicly known in 
connection with themselves. 
Good Advice. — A lawyer in ono of tho 
nowly settled Western States was so ex¬ 
tremely metaphorical upon an occasion, 
when the stealing of a pig was the case in 
point, that at last he got to “ corruseating 
; rays.” Tho judge (who appeared equally 
i metaphorical himself) thought proper to 
pull him up, by saying : “ Mr.-, I wish 
you would take tho feathers from tho wings 
of your imagination, and put them into the 
tail of your judgment.” 
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“Attemptthe end,and never stand to doubt; 
Nothing’s so hard, but search will find it out." 
For the Rural New-Yorker. 
GEOGRAPHICAL ENIGMA. 
I am composed of 21 letters. 
My 10, 17, 8, 5, 20, 5 is a country in South 
America. 
My 6, 3, 8,16, 19 is a river in France. 
My 5, 13, 11, 8,10,17,5 is one of the West In¬ 
dia Islands. 
My 4, 5, 6, 2, 8, 20, 10, 1, 12, 9 is a country in 
Texas. 
My 17, 13, 8, 15, 20 is a town in Missouri. 
My 4, 7, 8, 21, 3 is a river in Michigan. 
My 14, 5, 8, 16, 3 is one of the United States. 
My 15, 6, 6, 5 is a mountain in Turkey. 
My 18, 3, 5, 11, 2 is a county in Ireland. 
My whole is the greatest architecture of the 
age. e. n. b. 
Murray, N. Y. 
jggTAnswer next week. 
ANSWER TO ENIGMA, &c„ IN NO. 24. 
Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma —Christopher 
Columbus. 
Answer to Geographical Enigma— Howe's Cata¬ 
ract Cave. 
Answer to puzzle : 
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24 
7 
20 
3 
4 
12 
25 
8 
16 
17 
5 
13 
21 
9 
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