208 MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL, LITERARY AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER, 
tort- 
CONDUCTED BY AZILE. 
MY BRIDE. 
BY JENNY MAR3H. 
I have a bride, a bonny bride 
As any lad may claim ; 
Her eyes are dark, her curls are brown, 
Her meek pure brow ne’er woars a frown, 
And Mary is her name. 
And though she is afar from me, 
And years may pass ere I shall see 
That darling one again, 
Yet over hoping I toil on, 
And smile whone ’or a day is gone, 
Be it of joy or pain. 
I have a bride, a bonny bride ! 
One very dear to me, 
And yet, when last I pressed her cheek, 
And called her name, she would not speak, 
Or give a smile to me. 
I clasped my darling to my heart, 
An icy chill made me to start; 
Yet still I held her there, 
And called on God —the God of love— 
To send a sunbeam from above, 
To warm my idol fair ; 
But kind heart3 told me she was dead— 
“ Oh, God be merciful,” I said ; 
That was my only prayer. 
This very spring, this blooming spring, 
Our bridal was to be. 
I never saw a spring so drear ; 
They say the singing birds are here, 
And flowerets star the lea ; 
They say the sunshine make3 all glad ; 
I know one bosom that is sad— 
Oh, sad as it can be 1 
And April blooms and simmer skies 
Look dismal to his tearful eyes— 
He hears no songs of glee. 
I have a bride, a bonny bride, 
Though she is far from me, 
And, ’mid the blest that bear no stain 
Whose foreheads wear the Holy Name, 
She’s waiting now for me. 
And often in the hush of night, 
Hope makes my spirits’ chamber bright, 
And then my love I see. 
Her brow is fairer, and her eye 
More bright than ere it closed to die, 
Yet still it smiles on me. 
Oh 1 how I yearn for death to come, 
And give to me the heaven home, 
Where Mary waits for me. 
Home Journal. 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
OLD AGE. 
Much has been said and "written of the beau- 
Written for Moored Rural New Yorker. 
FORMS* OF BEAUTY. 
Hidden far back from outward gaze lie the .^wowsv'a: 
outlines of forms that come to us laden with 
beauty. It may be the still pale face of an 
angel babe with traces of its heavenly origin “ Y w 1L1 
hanging upon it; or a mother’s smile of ten- No star in yond 
derness, when in other hours we have lain a Can hght like 
weary aching head upon her lap. It may be Th °ge^Hd 
a scene at twilight hour, when the harp within Her voice is iik. 
is tuned to harmony by the finger of God, I’ourod out fn 
whose manifest music has come to us ever ! ' l! , ;e that wlu ‘ n 
It yields a clc 
“ since the morning stars sang together and all , , 
0 0 0 And woman’s li 
the sons of God shouted for joy.” These holy That brighter, 
visions come not to us in seasons of gayety, Years cannot di 
nor when corroding cares clamor for attention ; ihiuLTthe^ta' 
but once removed, once shut from outward Ofoidtoisrac 
impressions that take the eye and engage the it marshals wit 
ear, and they come, a cloud of incense wrap- Th0 6rrin s S01 
ping us in soft delicious folds to dream of past wi-itten^r mT 
enjoyments. W1Y< 
There are times in the stirring strife of our 
existence that give rise to strange and peculiar “ Yes, my dear u 
impressions. At one time we feel the agony P aid f° r that costly 
of grief, at another the suffering forbearance dress you have on ? 
WOMAN. 
BY WILLIAM L B G Ci E T T . 
No star in yonder sky that shines 
Can light like woman’s eye Impart ; 
The earth holds not in all its mines 
A gem so rich as woman’s heart; 
Her voice is like the music sweet 
Poured out from airy harp alone ; 
Like that when storm3 more loudly heat, 
It yields a clearer, richer tone. 
And woman’s love’s a holy light, 
That brighter, brighter burns, for aye ; 
Years cannot dim its radiance bright, 
Nor even falsehood quench its ray : 
But like the star of Bethlehem, 
Of old to Israol’s shepherds given, 
It marshals with its steady flame 
The erring soul of man to heaven. 
a gentleman. But, just for a moment look HOW DO YOU DO ? 
back into the country. Can anybody live till - 
they get their oread from the earth? The National forms of salutation aro true in¬ 
farmer is cue great producer, as well as the dices of national character. The whole history 
„ . 1 , of a race may be found in the dictionary of its 
great consumer. As soon as the farmer has [ anguage . Words and phrases are the off! 
more thau he can consume, then he has some- springs of previously existing objects, thoughts 
thing to sell. Then begins that system of and circumstances, and their paternity is read- 
exchanges which makes great towns, rich By traced. 
merchants and magnificent palaces, paved Thus among all savage and warlike people, 
streets, ships and shops, and furnishes such UlG C0 T < | 1 ' !3aluta1ion conveys a wish or a 
, 1 c . 1 , ,. L prayer that the person saluted may enioy peace 
snug p aces for such a grand display a3 sur- —the greatest good of individuals and of na- 
rounds me.’ tions, and the boon most trequently withheld 
“ What should we do with our money? 
in that phase of life. Throughout the Bible 
Suppose we were to live in a garret and hoard this is the invariable blessing— shalum! and 
That brighter, brighter burns, for ayo ; it un • who would be benefited thnn Mr the waudering Bedouins of the desert have to 
Years cannot dim its radiance bright, 1 ’ W Q 06 Denetiwa t5ieu > Mr - this day the same form of salutation. Anoth- 
Nor even falsehood quench its ray : lsaom • er phrase oftheirs—“?/ God will, thou art well” 
But like the star of Bethlehem, “ It is not that you spend or squander your _betrays the fatalism of Islam. 
it—S’uJs^r m0ney that 1 com Pto in ’ but tliat y° u do uot “ 1>eace .be upon thee,” says the fluent and 
The erring soul Of man to heaven properly appreciate that business or calling facile Persian ; “ I make prayers for thy great- 
__L_ without which you could not thus indulge in ”f. s! ” “ Ma y % shadow never be less!”— 
written for Moore’s surai Now-Yorker. the extravagaot outlay which seems to con- q is lust form smacks of summer and the 
WHO PAVQO *1 ; J , . , , south, hue It a salutation would make a 
\\ n o 1 A \S : • statute the end and atm of the rich. Though Northman shiver! It shows, too, a great re- 
“ Yes, my dear madam, who pajp ? Who 1 niake no doubt t] iat if you were to live spect for fat—for a dignified, aldermanic ro- 
paid for that costly and really beautiful silk mor e economically, and spend your surplus tu ^7- . 
d’’ess vou have onupon real objects of charity, you would be Ike Greeks, a joyiul people, full of the vigor 
'« How impertinent! Why m 7 husband, to happier here, „ well, I think, as hereafter,- £ f "*■*'» 
be sure.” “ Well > a11 tlm 1S very fine, I presume. But The commercial and enterprising Genoese of 
of loug-tried patience, at another the aching 
benevolence that would but cannot relieve,— 
each in turn swaying the unresting waves of 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
WHO PAYS? 
“ How 
be sure.” 
>w impertinent! Why my husband, to bappiei here, as well, J think, as 
» “ Well, all this is very fine, I p 
each in turn swaying the unresting waves of "So. Well, who paid for that splendid wheQ P C( T le sel1 their silver s P oons and S ive the middle ages used to say Saneta e guedagno 
human feeling. But the most painful suffer- diamond ring and pin, and that nice little the money to the poor, and use iron in their —“ Health and gain,” than which no phrase 
i„g, and that which tries most completely the ™teh and heavy gold chain?- _ . “Y™ * Tl? 3* tfr 
powers of endurance, springs up in that heart 
cut off from human sympathy, where strange sir 
faces greet the eye and stranger voices greet ‘ 
the ear, yet wake no tuneful echo in the harp 
of feeling. Then you may drink to the very 
depths of loneliness and find therein no Lethe- 11 °’ 
•■My husband', of course, most inquisitive very seriously. So come and see some fund- uT}Tyln r"i£ 
ir.” t-uie we have just got from I aris. Rustic, easy, phlegmatic German says, Lcbcn sie wohl 
“ And your husband is—” 
“ A wholesale merchant, Mr. Insolent.” 
“ No offence, my beautiful friend, but I just 
now heard you speak very disparagingly of 
-- —“ Live thou well 1” 
A FAYRE AND HAPPY MFLK-MAID. The Frenchman’s Comment vousportez-vous ? 
- “ How do you carry yourself?” reveals the 
By way of variety, we give below Sir very soul of the French character. IIow is 
Thomas Overbury’s sketch of one who must ^ bc tormular and not what; and then the por- 
drop. What yearnings for home ; what tbe country, and thought you said something eyer occupy tbe foreground in a picture of tez ' vouz > bow well it expresses the eager rest- 
gings for the society of dear ones faraway, about dod-hoppers and farmers ” Country Life,-thong], in those sophisticated SSntm^-STow S U hme?-fe”of 
> come to ns .n dreams and make ns weep And if I did is that a matter that con- timcs Bueh cllarac , cr3 _ in al , lWr sim . ^ t0 „ c a „ d ' c1la ‘ ae tef. ' 
longings for the society of dear ones far away, about, clod- 
who come to us in dreams and make us weep “ -A- nd if 
when we awaken! Then across the social cerna 7 0U • 
desert come flitting forms of beauty. The “ To be s 
grateful shadows of the past fall coolingly up- “ A ou ?” 
on the present, and ere we are aware, we bless “ A es, I. 
God for the precious boon of memory. “ I didn’t 
Willow Grove, 1855. Saba. sey-WOOlsey 
“ To be sure it does, for I am one of them. 
“ You ?” 
plicity, are not often, may we not fear, to be 
found: 
BABY LIFE. 
“ Yes, I.” 
“ I didn’t see any cow-hide boots, nor lin¬ 
sey-woolsey pants.” 
“If you look into my closet at home you 
will find both. It is, however, to call your 
John Bull and Brother Jonathan, in a hear¬ 
ty but business like tone, greet you with “ How 
are you ?” “ How do you do ?” What could 
She is a countrey wench, that is so farre from “ * 7 UU ! , “ uw a .° 7™ ao : ™ nat coul(1 
making her selfe beautiful by art, that one be m u e characteristic of the great and poten- 
looke of hers is able to put all face physike out !, ia -Anglo-Saxon race . Jo do ,, of course—of 
of countenance. She kuowes a faireUooke is v kl f tb ere is no question—it, is the all of life, 
but a dumbe orator to commend virtue, there- bu how do J°l d< “ re yo , u i Thia 
fore minds it not. All her excellencies stand e,ubra f! ali -health, wealth, knowledge, pow- 
in her so silentlv. if thev hiul „nnn er i what could one say more? and here it is 
,, .. . .. . . 11 - vuut r in her so silently, as if they had stolue upon ^ , L cuulu / uw (< T, y moref am ‘„ ne ( re U; 13 
Who has not slept on a mother’s lap ? Who attention to the value of that same class of her without her knowledge. The lining of her all in three words— 1 low are you ? How 
has not loved a mother’s smile ? Who has not clod-hoppers whereof your excellent Uncle apparall (which is her selfe) is farre° better do y° a do? Again the answer is, “ Well,” I 
looked to that mother for kind words, for sym- and my father was a capital specimen, that I than outsides of tisseu ; for though she be not ™ , ' , lieader ’ “ 1Iow do V ou D0 ‘l"—Life 
pathy, for guidance through life ? Yet who have thus questioned you. So set down my arraied in the spoile of the silk-worme, she is 1Umtra tecL __ 
*1 -» talk a little about ^ A ' 
A ROMANTIC INCIDENT. 
in old age that wins at once our love and re- interpret them. She speaks to her child in a 
A correspondent of the Manchester Mir- 
ty, the enchanting loveliness of childhood; er - There lies her darling infant smilling, and V._/ ntW t F. ^ .... She doth not, with lying long abed, spoile both A ROMAN HO INCIDENT. 
but, to us there Ls somethinu wiuninu and »PP“™% bappy. Its cheeks are round, fome othei Unnp than the frivolit.es of fash- her complexion and ton d,twL Na.ure hath . - 
attract* '* Dm peach-color and beautiful. Its dreams, we 10:1 - Y our husband is a wealthy man, a very taught her too immoderate sleepe is ruste to A correspondent of the Manchester Mir- 
ae iv e in ^ lie peacetul decline ot tile.— may i ma gine, are sweet, but they are beyond industrious man in his business, and his busi- the soule; she rises, therefore, with chauntic- ror relates au . interesting incident which he 
mere is a quiet beauty, a d lgmty and grace our comprehension. The mother, however, can ness is merely buying and selling the articles /core, her dame’s cock, and at night makes the aa ys occurred in Manchester. He states that 
m old age that wins at once our love and re- interpret them. She speaks to her child in a wbich tave beeQ made in tbig Q * tl lamce her curfcu\ In milking a cow, a strain- th ? fal1 o1 ’ 1847 a young man came to the 
interpret them. She speaks to her child in a h - . , b madc itl thiq „ nmp nt t lor lamce her curfew. In milking a cow, a strain- iath ? fal1 of 1847 a young man came to the 
spect. language which no philosopher can translate. ^ . , .. , ing the teats through her fingers, it seems that city in quest of employment. After weeks of 
We love the beautiful nrattlimr infant so Her smiles and her talk to that gift from God cou !try * our husband, tben, lives entirely B0 swee te a milk-presse makes the milk the ^successful search he found himself without 
OTileleqs mid PnnfiHinDn LuniLpoo can electrify the coldest heart. Baby-life is a upon other people s labor. He is a non-pro- whiter or sweeter, for never came almond glove prospect of work, and considerably in debt 
? . o ns neipie^sness. vve g Tea t ) as well as solemn, lesson. It teaches ducer—a drone in the great human hive.” or aromattuue ointment on her paline to taint lor board. In despair he had made arrange- 
loolc with pleasure upon the gay and happy more than books. It shows us that innocence, “If he be a drone I should like to know ifc - The golden‘cares of corne foil and kisse P euts lor disposing of his clothes by auction 
youth, whose expanding mind gives promise and happiness, and love are to be found in this , , ,, ,, , . , „„ her feet when she reapes them, as if they wisht iu order 1° detra y Lis debts, when a letter was 
of great usefulness. We love the deep thought task-world. The mother will risk all for her y , ' King oee . to be bound, and led prisoners by the same seilt 1° kim containing a twenty dollar bill, 
and calm reflection of mature years, when <*ilA She has courage to do any great deed “***»!; B»t tet me a Utfle.- ..'• • -a a.—.:-a.----- 
Exactly. But let me illustrate a little. Land that fell'd them. Her breath is her own, a u<I directing him to apply for the situation 
the bud lias unfolded into n. mve and weninna to save its life * Sublimity cannot go beyond This really beautiful silk dress, which I pre- j which scents all the yeare long of June, like a of card-stripper to the overseer of one of the 
1 ‘ P . . her thought and high daring! But after all sume must have cost at least two dollars a new-made hav-cocke. She makes her hand corporations. The letter also requested him 
flower. But all these have not power to wm j g ou ] y a K bort jump from the cradle to the yar( j_>» 
our affection from the aged, whose journey of grave. We may dissect human character with ai Qt -j \ wi 
life is nearly finished, and whose bark will our scalpel pen to-day, but oh, great truism, " a .‘’ r * 11 | u * v . , Y> m Y 
soon anchor forever in the harbor of eternity, the carcases is gone to-morrow ! Cradled husband paid six at wholesale, and said it was 
Yes, we love the old! We would not, by amidst joy we depart amidst tears. Yet bow a great bargain, 
v n „ ,, . sweet is baby-life! Would uot we, who are “ Well, my wife looks pretty to me in one 
: hard with labour, and her heart soft with pity ; t0 s '£ 11 a uote-of-hand for the amount loaned, 
Yes we love the old' We would not bv amidst J°y> we de part amidst tears. Yet bow a great bargain.” with so sweet a grace, it seems ignorance will direc ted, and received the situation for which 
wm U’, V , n i, ’ ■ sweet is baby-life! Would not we, who are “ Well, my wife looks pretty to me in one not suffer her to do ill, being her mind is to J ie bad applied, the overseer stating that it 
aeea, g e n.m one moment s pain. beyon( j it, g i ve all that we possess to return that cost only a dollar and a half and she do wdl. She bestowes her yeare’s wages at bad been procured for him by the earnest so- 
We would ever speak kindly and gently, do- to it once more? It is the golden year of our thought that a hitrh nriep Tfowpvpr foMLnt foire ; and in chusing her garments, counts no Imitations of a young lady. A r ears passed 
ing all in our power to make the evening of existence, as the angels of heaven well know. b rp . .. . b 1 ‘ ’ ‘ bravery in the world like decency. The gar- away, and all attempts to discover the name 
their lives peaceful and happy. We would -- I ,aS3 * 1 ^ c worm .a spun e cocoon den bee-hives are &\\. her physick and chy- °* his creditor were unavailing. The young 
sit at their feet and meekly listen to their THE SAINTED DEAD from which this web was ultimately woven, rurgerye, and shee lives the longer for’t. She mau Papered in business, and at length 
words of warning and instruction Wewould - ' was fed upon the green leaves of a tree grow- dares goc alone, and unfold sheepei’ the night, phghted h,s affections to an estimable young 
, ,, . , b . . , , , , . They are our treasures—changeless and ing from the earth. So much, therefore, has and feares no manner of ill because she meanes lady with whom he had accidentally become 
g a y an icipa e eir wis es an o ey eir sbining treasures. Let us look hopefully.— been created, and is an animal product of the none 5 >' et lo sa y truth » sli e is never alone, for acquainted. On the day before their marriage 
commands. M e woiud follow their example Not lost, but gone before. Lost only like sn -i Tbit from thp timoit<j mannfophirp she is still accompanied with old songs, honest be received a letter requesting him to call at 
in all that is good and virtuous, striving, by stars of the morning, that have faded into the , .. . ‘ , . . .. thoughts and prayers, but short ones; yet they a certain place and pay the note for twenty 
the help of Providence, to lead as useful and light of a brighter heaven. Lost to earth, but mence 11111 1 co\ ers tlie dainty limbs of my have their efiicacy, in that they are not pauled dodarp > with interest, which ho had signed 
respected a life. We would learn of them n °11° us - When the earth is dark, then the exquisite cousin, its value has been made by with ensuing idle cogitations. Lastly : her S011ie years before. Anxious to settle an iu- 
Wmia nf ratv'w i f . heavens are bright; when objects around be- labor. Thus, the weaver, the dyer, the carrier, dreams are so chaste, that she dares tell them; d , ted ness which, from the mystery of the 
p a an persev ranee—o in- come indistinct and invisible in the shades of and the merchant who bought and the mer- only a Fridaie’s dream is all her superstition: wboie allau’, had occasioned him many hours 
dustry and undying energy. AY e cannot look night, then objects above us are more clearly chant who sold have all madc or tried to make tbat she conceales for feare of auger. Thus o! unhappiness, ho hastened to the place iudi- 
upon the grey hairs, the furrowed brow, the seen. So is the night of sorrow and mourn- ,, ■ , 1 . lives she, and all her care is that she may die C -L°d, and was ushered by a domestic into a 
bent form, and the sunken eye of the a^ed, ing! it settles down upon us like a lonely twi- m ® y an llJ ^ 0 1 * u 111 1C in the spring-time, to have store of flowers paUor where, to his infinite astonishment, he 
without a fociino- of reverence and a «ent;p nf light at the grave of our friends, but then mean L rae “'ey have added nothing, and have stucke upon her winding-sheet .—Sir Thomas dlscovered 111 Ike person ot the unknown ben- 
rvituuiu, a ltxmig Ui iLveiencc auu a sense oi yp , ,,_ P. __ e„A —— 9» n. -icoi -i/.-i o ° Mr fhA utv in vlnm imAn iu 
their lives peaceful and happy. AYe would -•»- 1 ' . . , ,. 
sit at their feet and meekly listen to their THE SAINTED DEAD. wITfod1X Z 
words of warning and instruction. Wewould rn ;- , . ‘ . „ }, ,, 
i , , ... They are our treasures—changeless and mg from the earth, 
gladly anticipate their wrnta and obey tiejr gitoi treasures. Let us look lSTpeMly.- i created, and is 
commands. AYe would follow their example Not lost, but gone before. Lost only like goiL But fr0m the 
in all that is good and virtuous, striving, by stars of the morning, that have faded into the " . .. . 
the help of Providence, to lead as useful and light of a brighter heaven. Lost to earth, but mence 1111 1 1 
Overbury, 1581-1613. efoctor the lady to whom, upon the next day, 
_ M ,, , m _he was about to unite his eaathly fortunes.— 
n . a a She was awaiting him, with the note in her 
Good Adv IC e.-I a young man wants to hand. It was her first business transaction, 
gage in business that will insure him in and the partnership which followed bid fair to 
f tt ..... •+ already they shine on high. While we weep, been fed by the farmers ?” Over bury, 1581-1613. efoctor the lady to whom, upo 
our own inferiority. How little of life, its they s f Qg y WhiIe they a b e wilh usup0Q eart L, « AVell, what of that ?” - _—_ ^ was ab out to unite his eaat 
joys and sonows, have we seen when compar- ^ey lie upon our hearts refreshingly, like the « \v r hv simnlv this that vnnr silk drcsoLnc Gnnn Advtpe _Tf a vnnno- man w »ni ■ 10 Was awaiting him, with t 
ed with them! How little do we know of the dew uponthe flowers • when they disappear it , y , 1 ^ , 8 ’ at ) ( ’' ri lk dress has G id Advice. Ha young man wants to l iat;( ]. It was her first busiiu 
. • . , u P uti lul nuv.tr., wueu iney uisappear, it t gat many hands at work before it fell engage in business that will insure him in and the nartnprshin whiph foil 
trials and disappointments .twill be our lot is by a power from above that Las drawn them into Kn . ndmlrtom Ijair near me pi _ t middle age the greatest amount of leisure time, St SftZvtCniSlib 
to bear ere we reach the haven ot eternal rest, upward ; and, though lost on earth they still into ine very indnMriouj pair near me. 1 irst, there is nothing more sure than farming, if contlm «- happily lln ongh life. 
1-hey were once young and buoyant like heat ln ’he skies. Like the dew that is ab- en, were o.e w o cu ira e mulberry, he wants to engage in a healthy occupation, \Tiiouout Tremendwrtl 
ourselves, full of hope and bright anticipa- T IT ,', he l 0 " . 8 ’ rC ” ~* h0Se "' b0 pickri lh0 ' e “ VeS a '" 3 tm,icd the let hi "> «« «te soft. If he is of an independf aIld S "d Vh 
tions. Yet their hopes have been biightedU S tfblSoTAa"^™ wound the cocoons,-the ent turn of mind let him be a f.rme?; in 
clouds and darkness, instead of snnshL ami Thove ’ ST.L. whom Z hZZl To wbo made the ml “> W1 “ d tl * e “ <«.- sbort I ,f be w ?, uld , bc . “ d W d “‘- lct hlm barbarians. The Hood, thev 
tions. Yet their hopes have been blighted— w ;p d 
clouds and darkness, instead of sunshine and above 
prosperity, have overshadowed them. A life absorbed and removed from us, by the sweet at- the mau wbo I,iade tbo disb to lieat the water ghun°thedoctor ’be^cimperate ^^o'aToid ’ the m 1 °f e return t0 co y er tbe GarLh ; and tlie y 8eein ' 
of toil and suffering has, perchance, been traction of their love, made holier and lovelier that the cocoons were put in when reeling- \ be honest; to have a clear conscience, i Z tbey C0 '"' ,ared t lke 
theirs. The “Dark Angel” has often entered 10 1'ght, will draw towards us again by holy then he who traveled about the district to irnp i ove the soil, so as to leave the world 3d with &If 
,. . . , . f „ . , affinity, and rest on our hearts as before.— (rather the raw silk for the manufacturer wL>r +v>>.« fonnA it • qt .,1 d. q ,. if worm vvitn tne weakness G1 that part which 
their circle and removed from their embrace They are our treasures—loving ones—the saint- fil , , c for tne manutacturer— better than he found it, and then t he can- remained savage, and asked from whence were 
the loved and cherished. They have seen the ed dead l—Harbaugh’s Heavenly Recognition. h W made the machmei 7 llntmhr H* 7 &!ld dlC COnteated ’ therc 13 uo to come those Huns, and from whence were to 
cold earth hide their dear ones forever from __“ Stop, do, for I am dizzy now. I’ll give I _ come those A r andals, who were again to destroy 
their gaze, and then, with tearful eyes and A Family Scene.-“ I have lost my whole U P tbat 7™ farmers are the only people in the Keep out Qp Debt.—Y oung man avoid ne- ? d f M “°J occ . lir to . thei11 
saddened hearts, returned again to the toiling fortune,” said a merchant as he returned one world, and the first one I seel will give a kiss euniary obligations as you would a pestilence. V crv neHliborhood of U and 
world. One by one the frail ties that bound evening to his home; “ we can no longer keep thus “ Owe no man anything but love.” Fayas churched and theatres and libraries mid mu- 
them to earth have been severed; yet,through ear carnage, we must leave this large house. “Ahem! Your conviction hath a smack you go. AVhat if your coat is seedy, your seums, vice, and ignorance and miserv might 
all, they have put their trust in Him who ihLt^^YesfordaT °w J Fv\oh ° f 8iuCerity ab ° ut ifc > my P rett 7 cousil1 : but 1 ° Ut f,!!* 6 toe8 ’ y0ur l!at ’, a ‘‘.f 10ckl !'g ” produce a race of IIuns fiercer than those who 
doeth all things well. They know that “ eve- day. there is nothhj that I can call my own.” am ^ a good idea into your b ^ g ^ ttila f ’, and Vandal3 m0T ? benfc 
ry Christian friend that goes before us from “Dear husband,” said the wife, “we are sensible head, or a bad one out of it. I want pendent, more respectable in them, thau you zerfo lu™ lh ° EeMb ° lol!o "’ cd (jen ' 
this world, is a ransomed spirit, waiting to still rich in each other and in our children.— to set you to thinking, so that you will come would be in a new suit purchased on credit. ’__ 
welcome us in Heaven. Every gem that is Honey may pass away, but God has given us to the rightful conclusion that all this great Buy nothing without paying for it, unless it Make the Living Hu* by _If we were only 
10 "’ A Thought.—I remember tbat Adam Smith 
® . aud Gibbon had told us that there would 
> 111 never again be a destruction of civilization by 
g c4 barbarians. The flood, they said, would no 
shun the 
lawyer, l 
not live, happily and die conte,Ked, there is no c0 „ ie Ulose ,, uns _ am , from „ heQce wcre l0 
°P C 01 lin ‘ come those A r andals, who were again to destroy 
rr ^ , civilization. Alas! it did not occur to them 
kEEP ? h :? °f. Debt — Yom e man avoid pe- that) iu the very heart of great capitals, in the 
euniary obligations as you would a pestilence. very neighborhood of splendid palaces, and 
Owe ao man anything but love. 1 ay as churches, and theatres, and libraries, and mu- 
you go. bat if joui coat is seedy, your seums, vice, and ignorance, and misery, might 
shoes out at the toes, your hat, a “shocking produce a race of IIuus fiercer than these who 
bad one. 11 they are yours and paid for, H is marched under Attila, and Vandals more bent 
nobody s business; and you are more aide- on destruction than those who followed Gen- 
pendent, more respectable m them, thau you zer j e< _ Macaulay 
urnnM i.rt in o nen.r on it \ + ' * J’ 
v/eicome us in iieaven. Every gem that is “'“j uui, uuu iu» giveu us lu uiu xignuui ouncitisiun uiai, an inis great ouy nouiing witnout paying lor it, unless it M.4KE the Living H u*py_ Tf we were onlv 
rudely torn away from us here, is a glorious a better treasure in the active hands and lov- city, with all its wealth, its ships and shops, be to keep you irom starving or to protect half &3 lenient to the li vino- as we are to the 
jewel forever shining there;” and they are ^ Zr "father,” said the children, “do not jts paved struts everything has come from wTs"^ wo^T fbHuue UlC3 ^ ha PP^' ^ we.render 
quietly waiting for the summons that shall look so sober. AVe will help you get a living.” 1 ie fa y m>ir9 ’ Uie tillers of the soil, or, in your _ . _ I 1 ,em ’ and b om how much vain and bittci re. 
bid them join their loved ones in that brurht “ AYhat can you do, poor things?” said lie. snobbish vocabulary, the clod hoppers.” ... * PTtIAT , vn liTiu 1 ! 1 !!' spared, when t rn grave, 
quietly waiting for the summons that shall look so sober. AVe will help you get a living.” me , msrs ’ llie lllIer3 01 tJ ie soil, or, in your 
bid them join their loved ones in that bright “ What can you do, poor things?” said he. snobbish vocabulary, the clod hoppers." 
land where the weary are at re3t. “ You s ball see. you shall see!” said seve- “Permit me to say to you, most rusty rus- 
God bless the old ! and bring them safely to C ,U J k a ?/ ty d we bave „ been lo tie, that 1 don’t believe any such thing. It is 
that long wished for haven, where they shall eight children be poor? AVe shall work and the merchant3 and business men that have 
dwell forever in the presence of their Savior make you rich again.” niade tb e city.” 
and their King. Hattie. Such a wile, and such children, are true “ Wisdom has many followers but she hath 
Medina, N. Y., 1855. riches to any mau. only one in this room, and that happens to be 
vwwwu I ouauuiui v, LUG UtaU UUUUUIO. rn.._ i n /-v < 
11 Ihe Actual and the Possible. —Great 
“Permit me to say to you, most rusty rus- possibilities lie coiled up in little actualities. 
:, that 1 don’t believe any such thing. It is The world is full of secret springs ; we know 
3 merchants and business men that have "’kcrice we touch them; we touch them 
ide the city ” every day. Every stop is on an unseen spring. 
,, w - . i „ , , , „ Every Actual seed is a Possible plant and 
lsdom has many followers but she hath succession of plants in an almost infinite ra- 
only one in this room, and that happens to be 1 tfo.— Ways of Life. 
morse might we be spared, when the grave, 
the “all atoning grave,” has closed over them- 
Oouragk, when genuine, is never cruel. It 
is not fierce. It foresees evil. Its trepidations 
come either before or after danger. In the 
midst of peril it is calm and cool. It is gene¬ 
rous, especially to the fallen. It is seldom at¬ 
tained .—Jean Paul. 
