MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER. 
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DELIGHTFUL TASK! 
“ Delightful task, to rear the tender thought, 
To teach the young idea how to shoot,” 
says the poet, as he sits in an easy chair and 
pictures in his imagination a school and the 
appurtenances thereto, such as the actual 
teacher has never yet seen, and a class of 
scholars such as never yet existed under 
heaven. Put the poet aforesaid into some 
schools wo have known in times past, on 
pay of twelve dollars a month and “ board 
round,” a leaky roof, patchod windows, 
green wood and no kindlings, and then be 
told by the trustees, “ it is expected that 
tho teacher will build his own fires.” Lot 
Mothor Goose hiss at him because ho docs 
not rush along on the highway of scienco 
her darling gosling, and father Wood grum- 
blo because his own blockhead of a son does 
not progross any faster with the Roots. Let 
mischievous boys thwart his bost efforts to 
preservo order, lot dull boys hang liko a 
dead weight upon his best classes, lot over 
moddlesomo parents interfere with tho rules 
and arrangements of tho school, let econ¬ 
omical patrons, as they call themselves, 
stint his allowance of food when ho comes 
to board with them, and grumble at tho 
school bill of a few shillings when it comes 
to bo presented aftorwards ; lot him bo per¬ 
secuted with a malicious lawsuit from an 
enraged man because an unruly boy was 
made to submit to a little wholesome school 
discipline ; lot all these things and a thou¬ 
sand other liko annoyances bo visited upon 
tho poet’s head who wrote tho above, and 
our word for it, his soaring muse would 
sing in quite a different strain. 
School teaching can bo made passably pleas¬ 
ant in a sober, enlightened, liberal-mind¬ 
ed community where tho peoplo regard 
tho institution in its true light, as really one 
of tho most vitgl importance to tho well 
being of society, but unless they do that 
teaching is very far from a “ delightful 
task.” It is an honorable and an excellent 
employment for young men and women, at 
least for a time, and gives them a discipline 
which can be obtained no where else. It is 
a profession which might be pursuod as the 
business of a life, that is if tho remunera¬ 
tion was commonsurato to tho services. 
What wo wish to accomplish by these re¬ 
marks is this : to impress upon tho minds 
of trustees and parents the necessity of 
lending to tho teacher all aid and encourage¬ 
ment in their power, of removing from his 
path evory obstacle possiblo, and cheering 
him and his scholars on in their labo¬ 
rious road. Get good teachers and pay 
them liberally, and then be sure and sustain 
them ; and above all do not bo seduced into 
tho erroneous idea, that tho competent and 
faithful teacher deserves nothing at your 
hands, because ho is performing such a 
“ Dolightful Task !” 
•‘DICTIONARY WORDS.”-BE CAREFUL- 
Friend Moore : —Occasionally, even in 
tho Rural, I find a big word, calling for 
reference to tho largest kind of a dictionary, 
and, thanks to your liberality, an “Una¬ 
bridged ” lios over on tho tablo in tho sit¬ 
ting-room. But “ a Waif from Wisconsin,” 
is too much for even Webster’s verbose 
pages. I read it, (I road everything in the 
Rural) and came first to a puzzler in tho 
shapo of accompanible. Accompanible, how¬ 
ever, says Webster, means sociable, and is 
marked “not used.” But “adagial” no 
soarch enables us to find—yet, perhaps, it 
may bo made out of tho musical term “ ada¬ 
gio,” slowly, leisurely. Then there’s “ ab- 
sinthian,” meaning “ like worm-wood,” and 
“ amaritudo,” equally bitter in signification. 
But “ agrestial ” puts on tho climax—if it 
is a hotter word than “rural, rustic.” But 
enough. 
PUNCTUATION. 
An ingonious expedient was once devisod 
to save a prisoner chargod with robbery, in 
tho criminal court of Dublin. The princi¬ 
pal thing that appoarod in ovidonce against 
him was a confession alleged to have been 
made by him at tho police office, and taken 
down in writing by a police officer, and tho 
following passage was road from it: 
“ Magnam said he never robbed but twice 
said it was Crawford.” 
This, it will bo observed, has no mark of 
the writer’s having any notion of punctua¬ 
tion, but tho meaning ho attached to it was 
this: 
“Magnam said ho never robbed but 
twice—said it was Crawford.” 
Mr. O’Gorman, tho counsel for tho pris¬ 
oner, bogged to look at the paper. He po- 
rused it, and rather astonished the peace 
officer by assorting that, so far from prov¬ 
ing the guilt of the prisoner, it clearly 
proved his innocence. 
“ This,” said tho learned gentleman, “ is 
tho fair and obvious reading of the sentence: 
‘Magnam said ho never robbed, but twice 
said it was Crawford.’” 
This interpretation had its effect upon 
tho jury, and the man was acquitted. 
istnrud. 
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Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
CANADA. —No. III. 
BY J. CLEMENT. 
In speaking of tho prospects of Canada, 
reference will bo had mainly to the Upper 
Province, whore most of tho Protestontism 
and intelligence, and all tho enterprise, aro 
found. 
Tho exports of tho Province from year to 
year, indicate a healthy state of things. In 
1850 they amounted to nearly eleven mil¬ 
lion dollars. In spite of heavy duties, her 
exports through inland custom houses along 
tho frontier, aro constantly increasing.— 
The demand for Canadian lumber in tho 
United States, is such that tho trade in this 
article is swelling with astonishing rapidity. 
In 1848, tho exports through our custom 
houses, amounted to $3,089,600, and two 
fifths of this was in the proceeds of tho for¬ 
est. Since that time tho call for this arti¬ 
cle in “ tho States” has probably doubled.— 
Canada has now sixteen hundred saw mills, 
turning out 374,953,000 feet of lumber an¬ 
nually. Immenso quantities of her produco 
pass to tho seaboard through tho St. Law¬ 
rence. Tho number of barrels of flour 
cannot bo less than four hundred thousand 
annually, which is also about tho amount 
in bushels of wheat. From eight to ton 
thousand barrels of beef and pork pass thro’ 
the same channel, with a million pounds of 
butter, and other articles of export in pro¬ 
portion. Tho tonnage of vessels registered 
in tho Province does not vary much from 
one hundred thousand tons. It has quad¬ 
rupled in fifty years. Tho commercial 
prospects of Canada may bo regarded as 
flattering. 
Hor agricultural prospects are growing 
brighter. Tho farmers in Upper Canada 
aro now giving good support to an agricul¬ 
tural periodical—a class of reading to which, 
a dozen years ago, with rare exceptions, no 
encouragement was given. Tho tillers of 
tho soil aro getting their eyes open to the 
science of their calling, and aro beginning to 
work their lands to tho bost advantage. A 
Provincial Fair is now hold annually, and 
town cattle shows are springing up all over 
tho western part of Canada. These things 
wore a rarity, if over thought of, a dozen 
years ago. Their bearing on tho prospects 
of agriculture, it is needless to designate. 
Great improvements have been mado in 
tho roads of Canada during tho last ten or 
twolvo years; and tho recent oponing of 
two or threo railroads and tho projection of 
several others, are promising indications for 
internal shipments. Railroads already link 
Lower Canada at Montreal with Boston and 
New York, via. Rouse’s Point, and with 
Portland by a road running under the shad¬ 
ow of tho White Mountains. In Upper 
Canada a road connects lake Ontario, at 
Toronto, with lake Sinecoo, and is progress¬ 
ing slowly westward into the mineral region. 
Another is open from tho Falls of Niagara 
to Hamilton, and will bo through to Winsor, 
opposite Detroit, in a few weeks. Still 
another is shortly to connect Buffalo, via. 
Fort Erie, with Brantford and Goderich.— 
The Grand Trunk road, eventually to form 
the northern matrimonial “ knot” between 
the Uppor Lakes and tho Atlantic, is fairly 
under way, and will probably bo completed 
as far east as Kingston, in two years, and 
to Montreal in five or six. There will be 
several fooders to this great road, coming 
in from tho north and narthwest, and some 
of them aro already commenced. Canada 
will have a thousand miles of railroad in 
four or five years. 
In several other respects the prospects 
of Canada aro cheering; but, with a word or 
two in regard to educational matters, these 
papers will como to a close. Tho number of 
common schools in Uppor Canada is a little 
over five thousand, and they aro supported 
at an expense of about four hundred thou¬ 
sand dollars. Besides these, aro something 
liko two hundred and fifty private schools ; 
about sixty acadamios and grammer schools; 
an excellent normal school, located at To¬ 
ronto ; at least half a dozen theological in¬ 
stitutions ; and several colleges. Lower 
Canada boasts of nine colleges. In schools 
of a lower grade she makes a poor compari¬ 
son with Upper Canada, not having moro 
than two-fifths as many. Those in Upper 
Canada aro slowly progressing towards tho 
“ free” system, and will no doubt bo thus 
established in a fow years. Though sadly 
dificient in school libraries, tho people of 
the Province aro becoming sensible of their 
importance, and aro making preparations 
for their moro common introduction. 
Historical Records. —In evory town 
there aro records stored away in public and 
private places, which, if collected, collated 
and arranged, would furnish many interest¬ 
ing itoms of useful information. 
Selected for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
THE SILVER BIRDS NEST. 
[Founded on the singular incident of finding the nest of 
a Hanging-Bird, in a Sycamore tree, formed enirely of 
silver wires plucked from a soldier’s epaulette.] 
A stranded soldiers epaulette, 
The waters cast ashore; 
A little wing’d rorer met, 
And eyed it o’er and o’er.’ 
The silver bright, so pleas’d her sight, 
On that lone, idle vest; 
She knew not why, she should deny 
Herself a silver nest. 
The shining wires she picked and twirled. 
Then bore it to her bough, 
Where on a flowery twig ’twas curled— 
The bird can show you how. 
But when enough of this bright stuff, 
The cunning builder bore, 
Her house to make, she would not take 
Nor did she covet more. 
And when the liltle artisan 
With neither pride nor guilt. 
Had entered in her pretty plan, 
Her resting place had built. 
With here and there a plume to spare 
About her own bright form, 
Of these, inlaid with skill, she made 
A lining soft and warm. 
But do you think, the tender brood 
She fondled there and fed,) 
Were prouder when they understood, 
The pheen about thei" bed? 
Do you suppose, they ever rose, 
To higher powers possessed, 
Because they knew, they peeped and grew, 
Within a silver nest ? 
11th mo., 18th, 1846. H. F. Goui.d. 
IMPORTANT WANTS. 
“ Wanted —A young man of industry, ability and in¬ 
tegrity, &e., &e.” 
This meets our eye daily in tho column 
of “ Wants,” and it is truo as tho Ponta- 
teuch. Wanted ? Of course they are— 
always wanted. Tho market can never bo 
overstocked ; thoy will always bo called for, 
and nover quoted “dull,” or “ no sale.”— 
Wanted for thinkers—wanted for workers 
—in tho mart, on tho main, in the field, in 
the forest. Tools aro lying idle for want of 
a young man ; a pen is waiting to be nibbed; 
a tree to bo felled; a plow to bo guided; a 
village to bo founded; a school to bo in¬ 
structed. 
They talk about staples and groat staples. 
Ilonost, industrious, able young men aro 
the great staple of this world of ours.— 
Young man ! you aro wanted, but not for 
a doctor. No, nor a lawyer. There are 
enough of them for this generation, and 
one or two to spare. Don’t study a pro¬ 
fession, unless it bo tho profession of brick 
laying or farming, or sorno othor of tho 
manual professions. Don’t measure tape 
if you can help it. It’s honorable and hon¬ 
est, and all that, but then you can do bet¬ 
tor. Of all things, don’t rob tho women.— 
It’s their prerogative to handle silks and 
laces, tape and thread. Put on your hat, 
then, liko a man, don an apron, and go out 
doors. Got a good glow on your cheeks, 
tho jewelry of toil upon your brow, and a 
good sot of well developed muscles. We 
would go if wo could, but then wo were 
young, longer ago than wo like to think, 
and you know when one’s “ old he cant.” 
Besides, if you become a Doctor, you’ll 
have to wait—“ becauso you haven’t experi¬ 
ence,” says an old practitioner ; “ becauso 
you are too young,” say all tho women. If 
you aro a Lawyer, and likely to rise, they’ll 
put a weight on your head, a la Swiss, to 
keep you under, or, if you mako a good ar¬ 
gument, some old opponont, as gray as a 
rat, will kick it all over, by somo taunt or 
othor, becauso you wore not born in tho 
year one. And so it will go, until you grow 
tired and soured, and wish you had been a 
tinker, perhaps “an immortal” one, or 
anything but just what you aro. 
Bo a farmer and your troubles aro over, 
or rather, thoy’don’t begin. You own what 
you stand on, “from tho contor of tho 
earth,” as thoy used to say, “ up to tho 
skyyou aro independent all day, and 
tired, not weary, at night. Tho moro neigh¬ 
bors you havo, and tho better farmers thoy 
are, tho more and tho better for you. 
There’s one thing moro, young man.— 
You aro wanted. A young woman wants 
you. Don’t forget her. No mattor if you 
aro poor. Don't wait to be rich. If you 
do, ten to ono if you aro fit to bo married at 
all, to anybody that’s fit to be married.— 
Marry while you are young, and struggle 
up together, lest in tho years to come, 
somebody shall advertise “ Young men 
wanted,” and nono to bo had. 
GAMBLING IN STOCKS. 
We havo seen breaches of trust, direct 
robberies, and deliberate forgeries, all grow¬ 
ing out of unfortunate speculations in 
stocks. Men whose characters wore hith¬ 
erto unimpeachable havo fallen boforo the 
assaults ot this insidious foo to all commer¬ 
cial honesty and fair dealing. It may bo 
safely set down as a rule, that no ono ought 
to mako any purchases of shares of any 
kind, who cannot afford to hold tho same 
as an investment without infringing upon 
other business engagements. And those 
who are abundantly able to meet an un¬ 
favorable issuo of their speculations ought 
to think of the pernicious cxamplo which 
they set to others in loss favorable circum¬ 
stances, and particularly to tho young men 
in their sorvico. If tho omployor takes a 
“ turn ” in stocks, the clerk will take his 
“turn” in imitation; and happy will it be 
for both employer and clerk if tho result 
bo not a broken trust and blighted hopes. 
The public havo boon mado acquainted with 
some of tho most glaring cases, but there 
are hundreds of others still unrevealod.— 
Hunt's Merchants’ Magazine. 
FEMALE EDUCATION. 
Why should tho sister bo debarred from 
tho generous education of the brother?—he 
exploring the glorious fields of scienco, 
while she is mowed up to French verbs and 
Italian canzonettes 1 Is tho wife to bo, not 
the lady, but tho lackey of tho husband,— 
her mind shut out by ignorance from com¬ 
munion with his mind, and her heart left to 
rely wholly upon impulse, instead of knowl- 
odgo, for its interpretations of duty ! For 
what grander or holier purpose under heav¬ 
en does a human being need knowledge, 
than for tho training of childhood ? Why 
should tho mother be loss replenished with 
knowledge than the father, or less disciplin¬ 
ed in all her faculties for tho investigation 
of truth ? Does tho preparation of soils for 
tho production of crops requiro moro sci¬ 
enco than tho change of those crops into 
such forms of food and raiment as best pro¬ 
mote health, strength, beauty and longevi¬ 
ty; or do the “young” of the stable and 
sheep-fold need a more intelligent nurture 
than the immortal plants of tho nursery; 
and, of all our instincts, what instinct can 
profit more by a wise culture than the ma¬ 
ternal ? If mathematical studies clip tho 
wings of a too adventurous fancy, and make 
imagination sober, who needs their correct¬ 
ive influence so much as thoso who aro 
charged with possessing a too adventurous 
fancy, and a loss temperate imagination ?— 
If classical studies discipline the mind, as 
their advocates so confidently assert, why 
should half tho human race bo debarred 
from tho benefits of this discipline ? Tho 
ability to judge of ovidonce, to balance 
probabilities, and to foreseo future results 
from present facts, comes, and only can 
como, from generous cultivation of all the 
faculties; and does woman any less than 
man noed this ability for her safe-conduct 
through all the exposures and perils of life? 
Tho rulers of our country need knowledge, 
(God only knows how much thoy need it 1) 
but mothers need it more ; for thoy deter¬ 
mine, to a groat oxtont, tho very capacity 
of the rulers’ minds to acquire knowledge 
and to apply it. I hold it as an axiom, that 
the first step which a community, desiring 
most rapidly and certainly to improve itself 
is bound to take, is to improve tho physical, 
mental and moral condition of its daugh¬ 
ters .—Horace Mann. 
MARIA ANTOINETTE. 
Tiie queen seemed to have been created 
by nature, as a contrast to tho king, and to 
excito, for agos, interest and compassion in 
ono of thoso State dramas, which are in¬ 
complete without the sufferings of a woman.! 
Daughter of Maria Theresa, hor life had 
commenced in the storms of the Austrian 
monarchy. She was ono of those children 
which tho Empress held by tho hand, when, 
presenting herself as a suppliant boforo hor 
faithful Hungarian subjects, they exclaimed, 
“Lotus die for our King Maria Theresa !” 
Her daughter also had tho heart of a king. 
At hor arrival in France, her beauty had 
dazzled the whole kingdom; this beauty 
was still in its splendor. She was of a tall, 
graceful figure—a truo daughter of tho Ty¬ 
rol. Tho two childron she had presented 
to tho throno lent to her porson that char¬ 
acter of maternal majesty which suits so 
well tho mother of a nation. Tho presen¬ 
timents of her misfortunes, and the anxie¬ 
ties of each day had only somowhat paled 
hor first freshness. Tho natural majesty of 
her carriago destroyed nono of her move¬ 
ments ; her neck, rising freely from hor 
shoulders, had thoso grand bondings which 
give such expression to attitude. You felt 
the woman beneath tho quoon, tho tender¬ 
ness of her heart under tho majesty of her 
destiny. Her light brown hair was long 
and silky, hor forehead high and slightly 
swelling, hor oyos of that cloar blue which 
recalls Northorn skies, or tho waters of tho 
Danube; hor nose aquiline, tho nostrils 
open and distended with emotion—a sign 
of courago; the mouth largo, the teoth daz¬ 
zling, Austrian lip, that is to say prominent 
and full, tho contour of her countenance 
oval, hor physiogomy changing, expressivo, 
full of emotion, hor wholo countenance 
clothed in that indescribablo splendor which 
sparkles in tho glanco, glows in the shad¬ 
ows and reflections of tho flesh, and sur¬ 
rounds all with a halo similar to tho warm 
and colored vapor in which objects bathed 
with sunshino seem to swim—tho highest 
expression of boaty, which gives to it tho 
ideal, renders it living, and changes it into 
attraction, together with all thoso charms, a 
soul-thirsting for affection, a heart easily 
moved, and only asking for a resting place, 
and a smile pensivo and intelligent. Such 
was tho unfortunato Maria Antoinette as a 
woman, a mothor, and a quoon. 
Seamstresses. —In London, there aro 
now thirty-throo thousand needle-women 
living but ono degroo abovo the starvation 
point, who with porpotual toil can earn only 
from two and a half to four and a half ponco 
per day, and thus compelled to pass their 
lives in a hand-to-hand struggle with death ! 
Out of a late meeting of twelve hundred of 
these, it was found that ninety-eight had 
earned but ono shilling during tho precod¬ 
ing week, oighty-two only one shilling and 
sixpenco, and only five had so much as six 
shillings. In several of our Atlantic cities, 
tho proportion of suffering women is almost 
as great, and they live as near neighbors to 
famino. At tho same timo, tho rich and 
fashionable give a thousand dollars or two 
thousand dollars an evening to Fanny Ells- 
ler or some other queen of the cyprians.— 
And, what is worse than this, man takes ad¬ 
vantage of tho famino ho causes, to corrupt 
tho virtue ho contemns.— II. Mann. 
[From the New Yofk Evening Post.] 
THE CHILD’)S GARDEN. 
Beneath the budding lilacs 
A little maiden sighed— 
The first ower in her garden 
That Very morn had died. 
A primrose tnft, transplanted. 
And watered every day, 
One yellow bud had opened, 
And then it pined away. 
I thought, as that child’s sorrow 
Rose wailing on the air, 
M,y heart gave forth an echo, 
Long bound in silence there. 
For though time brings us roses, 
And golden fruits beside, 
We' ve all some desert garden 
Where Life’s first primrose died 1 
THE GRACE OF GOD ILLUSTRATED. 
A clergyman onco represented tho con¬ 
duct of awakened sinners towards God’s of¬ 
fers of gratuitous salvation, thus : 
A benevolent and rich man had a very 
poor noighbor, to whom ho sent this mes¬ 
sage—“ 1 wish to make you tho gift of a 
farm.” 
Tho poor man was pleased with tho idea 
of having a farm, but was too proud to ro- 
coivo it as a gift. So he thought of tho 
matter much and anxiously. His desire to 
havo a homo of his own was daily growing 
strong, but his pride was great. At length 
ho determined to visit him who had made 
tho offer. But a strange delusion about this 
timo, seized him, for ho imagined that ho 
had a bag of gold. So ho camo with his 
bag, and said to tho rich man, “ I have re¬ 
ceived your message and havo como to seo 
you. I wish to own tho farm, but I wish to 
pay for it. I will give you a bag of gold 
for it.” 
“ Lot us soo your gold,” said tho owner of 
the farm. 
Tho poor man opened his bag and looked, 
and his countenance was changed, and ho 
said—“ Sir, I thought it was gold, but I am 
sorry to say it is but silvor; 1 will give you 
my bag of silvor for your farm.” 
“Look again; I do not think it is oven 
silver,” was tho solomn but kind reply. 
Tho poor man lookod, and as ho beheld, 
his eyes were farther oponed and ho said— 
“ How I havo been deceived. It is not sil¬ 
ver, but only copper. Will you soil mo 
your farm for my bag of copper ? You 
may havo it all.” 
“ Look again,” was tho only reply. 
Tho poor man lookod, tears stood in his 
eyes, his delusion seemed to bo gone, and 
ho said—“Alas, I am undone. It is not 
copper. It is but ashos. How poor I am ! 
I wish to own that farm, but I have nothing 
to pay. Will you give mo tho farm r” 
The rich man replied—“ Yes, that was 
my first and only offer. Will you accept it 
on such terms ?” 
With humility, but with eagerness, tho 
poor man said — “ Yes, and a thousand 
blossings on you for your kindness.” 
Tho fable is easily appliod. Mather has 
well expressed tho difference betweon grace 
and merit in a few words : “ God was a God 
to Adam before ho fell, but to bo a God to 
sinners, this is grace. Ho was a God to Ad¬ 
am, in innocency, by virtue of the covenant 
of works ; but ho is not a God to any sinner, 
but by tho way of freo graco.”— Dr. Plu- 
mer. 
FATE OF THE APOSTLES. 
St. Mathow is supposed to have suffered 
martyrdom, or was slain with a sword at tho 
city of Ethiopia. 
St. Mark was dragged through tho streets 
of Alexandria, in Egypt, till ho expired. 
St. Luko was hanged upon an olivo treo 
in Greece. 
St. John was put in a cauldron of boiling 
oil at Romo, and escaped death ! He after¬ 
ward died a natural death at Ephesus, in 
Asia. 
St. James tho Great was boheaded at Je¬ 
rusalem. 
St. James the Loss was thrown from a 
pinnaclo or wing of tho templo, and then 
beaten to death with a fuller’s club. 
St. Philip was hanged up against a pillar, 
at Hierapolis, a city of Phyrgia. 
St. Bartholomew was flayed alive by tho 
command of a barporous king. 
St. Andrew was bound to a cross, whonco 
ho preached to tho peoplo till he expired. 
St. Thomas was run through tho body by 
a lance, at Cormandol, in the East Indies. 
St. Jude was shot to death with arrows. 
St. Simeon Zealotes was crucified in Per¬ 
sia. 
St. Matthias was first stoned and tho be¬ 
headed. 
THE LITTLE BOY WITH A STRAW HAT- 
A crippled begger in a largo city was 
striving to pick up some old clothes that 
had been thrown him from a window, when 
a crowd of rudo doys gathered around him, 
mimicking his awkward movements, and 
hooting at his holplessness and rags. Pre¬ 
sently another noble little fellow camo up, 
and hastily pushing thro’ tho crowd, holped 
tho poor crippled man to pick up his gifts, 
and fasten them in a bundle. Then, slip¬ 
ping a piece of silver into his hand, ho was 
running away, when a voico far up abovo 
him said. “Little boy with tho straw hat, 
look up.” 
Ho did so, and a lady, leaning from an 
upper window, said earnestly, “ God will 
bless you my little fellow. God will bless 
you for that.” That lady was the wife of a 
man so distinguished among tho great men 
of this world, that every one of thoso boys 
would havo been proud to obtain hor ap¬ 
probation ; and when she wrote down his 
name as one she wished to remember, ho 
felt moro than paid for all he had done. 
