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Written for Moore’s Rural New-V orker. 
THE HOUR OF EVENING. 
by ansie rose. 
In the weBt the sun was Betting, 
And Sts ghining beams of gold 
Cast their radiance o’er the waters 
Where the quiet river rolled. 
Nature’s dress was slowly changing 
From the glaring robe of day. 
To the soft celestial beauty 
Of the evening’s mild array. 
’Tsvas the holy smile of angels 
Beaming o’er our earthly home, 
As the gentle air of evening 
Swept, beneath the heaven’s dome; 
Giving us but faintest glimpses 
Of the Paradise above, 
As it cast its golden radiance 
O’er the river, field and grove. 
O the beauty of the ev'ning, 
When our weary fret may rest; 
And a holy calm comes round ns 
From the mansions of the blest. 
When the toils of day are ended, 
And our cares arc all forgot, 
Heaven sends the dreamy twilight 
To refresh and cheer our lot. 
Then, the holy, silent power 
Of that beauteous hour- of peace 
Gently culms our troubled spirite. 
Bide our strifes and wranglinge cease; 
And our softened hearts grow better 
In Ihe mild, subduing light, 
That the evening throws around us 
Ere the darker reign of night. 
Written for Moore’s Rural New Yorker. 
EARTH. 
BY BELL CLINTON. 
Yes, Earth is beautiful, 
Cheerful and bright; 
Light gilds the shadow, 
Stars gem t ht< night: 
Tho’ there are thorns-the brighter the bloom, 
Lovely the garland that's wreathed on the tomb. 
In it are sad hearts, 
Sorrow and weeping; 
Friends o’er the dying 
Fond vigils keeping: 
Still, to the watchful and weary, Is given 
The key that unlocks the fair portals of Heaven. 
Yes, Earth is beatitUW, 
Fragrant Us bloom— 
Hope waves its white wing 
Above every gloom: 
’Tis an ev'ning star gem'd — with moon-ray made 
bright, 
Ere we pass to the land where falleth no night. 
Chenango Co., N. Y. 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
THE EDITOR, 
Barton, Ohio. 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
WOMAN'S WORTH. 
BY J. FRANK MCDONALD. 
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I presume it will never cease to be a matter 
of dispute what is the rightful sphere of either 
sex in the economy of life, or how far the one 
sex exceeds the other in the faithful performance 
of peculiar duties. It seems to me, however, 
that in humble life especially, woman far excels 
man in the careful discharge of domestic obliga¬ 
tions. Granted that they both have had about 
equal advantages of education and discipline, 
woman will be found to be far superior to man 
in a nice appreciation of what is due to herselt 
and those around her; and in respect of tho 
exercise of the virtues of forbearance and self- 
sacrifice, all will readily admit her pre-eminence. 
Let me describe to you a scene which will ex¬ 
plain what 1 mean—a scene as familiar to many 
of you as “ household words.” 
A careless husband, son or brother stalks into 
the house, upsetting a cuuu as m. guco moug, 
reaches his room, strews soiled clothing about; 
descends the stairs and makes a raid on the 
pantry, confiscating a part of a nice cake; and 
then away again! The faithful housekeeper, 
after viewing the sum of his depredations, says; 
“ I wish he had not done this, I have so much 
to do to-day.” She goes to work to restore 
order. She steps into the pantry and discovers 
Written for Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
THE OLD WINDOW. 
I have been sitting at my old place in the 
open window of my father's dear farm house. 
All. the afternoon I have listened to the busy 
click of the sewing machine as it worked Us 
way into the basted garment before me. All 
the afternoon did 1 say ? Not all, for July has n 
most successful way of winning her sunny sell 
into the busiest moments. She throws her 
charms right into our laces, and ere we are 
aware of it, we are far off in the harvest field, 
gleaning sheaves with our brother reapers. 
Just opposite is a large open field of hay, 
“ ripe lor the sickle.” Our neighbor’s scythe is 
hung away in his barn, and I know by the heavy 
tramp of machinery that years too have an in¬ 
dividuality, and bring with them, each one, 
some ncWMevelopment of modern art. Nearly 
half the field lies shorn of its harvest-robe, and 
almost instinctively I measure with fearful eyes 
the expanse of sky above mo, lest I discover the 
farmer’s harvest dread—some small cloud-finger 
pointing backward to concealed storms. Ah, tny T 
neighbor, better exchange the reaper for the 
rake, tor ere an hour the baths of nature wUl 
open their faucets upon us and your grass will be 
uncovered. 
1 am convinced this year that there is a real 
heroism in the farmer’s patience. No truer type 
of original bravery, than calmly and hopefully 
to leave the. deluged grain, upon which the mind 
has ceutcred with fond hopes of immediate har¬ 
vest, and trustfoi</ to the next sunshine, keep the 
heart encouragingly beut forward. Let the 
housewife speak kindly now to her returned piUCHGaiij) » uvtuvi " v ‘ *-'V t ”- — 
husband, for there has been a sacrifice in his the news,” or "what are the new&.” This 
heart as pure as it is noble. Let the daughters question is always open; hut that the dlssemi- 
bring dry robes, for their brothers worked natior of news, that the editor himself ia of the 
bravely for them, and were not angry when plural number, admits of no question. He is 
driven from the field. Ah, many such lessons of duplicated and reduplicated. He regards him- 
patience, of experience, and of life, have I self as plural. He speaks of himself as we, like 
learned for many years at this old open window, kings. He follows the advice of the senior 
Infaucy here sprang into childhood — childhood Weller to his son Samtvel:—“T hat's right 
walked soberly into the coining years, and lea- samivel, spell it with a we—spell it with a we t” 
sons of adversity gave appreciation to pros- T be Editorship Is a fourth profession. Once 
perlty; until now I sit at its low sill, weaving, it was occupied by some hamm-searum renegade, 
if ever I shall, life’s best crown of gleaned who had either been expelled from College lor 
experience. Though my feet may full upon his pranks, or dropped out lor his laziness; or 
other, aud far distant soils and my eyes look out by 6omt > broken down lawyer or unsuccessful 
of future home-windows, yet can I never forget author. The term editor was a synonym for a 
the old 6pot of my early soul growth. And thus shiftless, careless, jolly, bright, hopeful, rolliek- 
i I should be. We all paint some spot warmer blade, who at a scrape was always in at the 
and more beautiful than the rest upon the can- death, and out at the elbows. People cried “as 
mss of experience,—some oasis in the desert of poor fla a ni t,” or “as poor as an editor^’ with 
life, which is marked by memory forever. eqnal propriety. Those days are past Edltor- 
But. there is a window which is dearer to us 6b j p now a fourth estate, honored £^nd re- 
than all earth’s windows — oue by whose low war ded. The editor is educated, enclitic, 
casement we may constantly sit, and looking out particular in his dresB, nice iu his tastefr, and 
at its always open shutters, see forever new liar- 0 (t en rich. He iui- brains in his head,! good 
vest fields — read forever new lessons of truth racat on his board, aud money iu his Socket, 
and goodness. It is the window of faith In God. [j e honored, trusted, and— believed/ 
Adrian, Mich., 1865. Mary Price. But the Editor pends a greater improvement. 
an open expression of a father's love would he 
worth more than church or sermon to a boy; 
and his father cannot utter it ; will not Bhow it. 
The other thing that represses the utterances 
of love is the characteristic shyness of the Anglo 
Saxon blood. Oddly enough, a race born of two 
demonstrative, outspoken persons—the German 
and the French—has an habitual reserve that 
is like neither. There is a powerlessness of 
utterance iu our blood that we should tight 
against and struggle outward toward expression. 
We can educate ourselves to it, if we know and 
feel the necessity; wo eau make it a Christian 
duty, not to lovo, but to be loving—not only to 
be true friends, hut to show ourselves friendly. 
We can ruako ourselves say the kind things that 
rise in our hearts and tremble hack on onr lips— 
do the gentle and hopeful deeds which we long 
to do and shrink hack from; and, little by little, it 
will grow easier—the love spoken will bring 
back the answer of love—the kind deed will 
briug back a kind deed in return—till the hearts 
in the family circle, instead of being 60 many 
frozen, icy islands, shall be full of warm airs 
and echoing bird voices answering back and 
iorth with a constant melody of love.—if. B. 
Stowe. 
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A CASE OF CONSCIENCE. 
Du. Gay had, for some time, missed tho hay 
from his barn, and was satisfied that it was 
stolen. With a view to detect the thief, he took 
a dark lantern, and stationed himself near the 
place where he supposed lie must pass. In due 
lime, a person whom he knew passed along iuto 
nrnng 
NOW 
by J. O. WHITTIER. 
A discussion now and then arises whether place Where ue supposeu ue mw* 
“the news" is a singular or plural noun; or, lime, a person whom he knew passed along mto 
nractlcallv whether we should say, “what is his barn, and quickly came out with as large a 
}, ,, . (h „ Tbia load of hay as he could carry upon his back, beads of families do they see who never perform 
the news,” or “wha ar» “J"* The doctor, without saying a word, followed the this duty? The duty is sometimes questioned 
q u«ti M , 5a Uvap«^ I butooktbo candle o»t of bis dark be- b, CI.rl.UW parent,. They «j tot all of life Is 
'I 1 " of “ *““' 1 He l! lord, and .tuck it lulu .be bay upon bi, baek, „ot to prey t» public, that It I. not poalttody 
r'iVtu .dm Hr itcd lie reearde hire- and then retreated. In ft moment the bay was enjoined in the word ofGod. The truth is, such 
dnp icu e an re ' in ftllghtblaxei and the fellow, throwing itfrom persona try to believe it ia not their duty, and 
soil as ptnrftl. H«ja*kborhimaeir »» ,bU h oon.torn.tlon, ren away from bta heir eoneciences trouble them much, Writer 
klnse. He follow, th, advte .olrtto setdor ^ ^ tept th0 aMt , „ , wl tbcJ M it „ ,beir duty. The writer 
ii R with a wo SDeli it with awe!” secret, even from his own family; and within a 0 f this knows whereof he speaks when he claims 
£o JL day or two, the thief cuuie to him in great agl- for family worship a prominent place iu the 
The Editoib i - P " , tatioii, and told him that he wished to confess to Christian’s life. It, was the instrumentality used 
it wnsoecnp e <y nune luiunipui ’ M a grievous 8 t n • that he had been tempted b y God to keep him from the paths of vice, and 
who had mther been expelled irom ^ to Btca f some of kis hay; and, as he was carry- eventually bring him into the fold of Christ, 
his pranks, or dropped out lor laziness, or tlie Almighty was so angry with » « y c are the light of the world,” and shall 
by some bro veil own ^ f or R him that He had sent, lire from heaven and set W e hide that light from those who sec ns most, 
1 h !,ri nr lo^ Zmck it to blazing upon his baek. The doctor agreed who mingle most In onr society ? God converts 
shHthss, curt, t , j' ■> I > to forgive him on condition of his never repeat- a parent to save him his soul. Is that all? Nay, 
mg blade, who at a scrape was al ways w the oiienze.-American Unitarian Pulpit. he does it to make him a fisher of men. Godhas 
mi nf iim <> hnws People cried “ as . .i__ 
Tub Present, the Present is all thou hast 
For thy sure possessing; 
Like the patriarch’s angel, hold it fast 
Till it gives its blessing. 
Peopling the shadows, wo turn from Him 
And from one another; 
Alt Is spectral, and vagne and dim. 
Save God, and our brother. 
Oh, restless spirit! wherefore strain 
Beyond thy sphere? 
Heaven and hell, with their Joy and pain 
Are now and here. 
Back to thyself Is measured well 
All thou hast, given; 
Thy neighbor's wrong is thy present hell, 
His bliss, thy heaven. 
Leaning on God, make with roverent meekneBs 
His own thy Will, 
And with strength from Him shall thy utter weakness 
Life’s task fnhll. 
<- --*■ ■ 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 
a 
The celebrated Rowland Hill said he would 
always have family worship, if there was none 
but himself and servant to do it. Who shall tell 
the number of Christian households in our land 
where God la not honored by a family altar ? As 
his barn, and quickly came out with as large a the aDgels look dowu from heaven, how many 
-— '•imvnuv » 
A writer iu one of the weeklies tells us:— 
“ Among the ancient Germans, than whom a 
finer race never existed, it was death for any 
woman to marry before she was twenty years 
old. In this country very few women, are fit, 
particular in his dr "SB, nice iu Ids tasti.fr, and 
often rick. He hat brains in his head,! good 
meat on his board, and money in ids Socket. 
He is honored, trusted, and— believed/! 
But the Editor needs a greater improvement. 
He needs, si highci) idea of culture, ami a better 
<£*>•’• - f 4 iru ‘--wmetldl-.Ir™' V 
than the traditionJl knight oi ,..v Audi ami 
scissors. He should be something i/ore than 
“the snapper-up of nnconsidered trifles,” or 
tho mear retailer of other men’s ideas. That 
trenchant weapon of Ids, the pen, which can 
“ make thc worse appear the better Vreason,” 
FROZEN KINDNESS. 
The world is full of kindness that never was 
spoken, and that is not much better than no 
kindness at all. The fuel of the stove makes 
the room warm, hut there are great piles of fal- 
he does it to make him a fisher of men. God has 
more than my salvation in view in renewing my 
bear t — be designs to use me as the means of 
saving my family and neighbors. Who so fit to 
commend the Gospel to tbem as I am ? who 
knows better bow to approach their hearts? In 
whom have they more confidence, to whom 
shall they look for an example, if not to me? 
leu trees lying among rocks on the top of the The parent has most influence with his children, 
bill Where nobody cau get them ; these do not and shall not the Christian parent do wbat God 
make anybody warm. You might freeze to calls 1dm to do? Do you partake of the tonu- 
drclb for want of wood iu plain sight of all ties of God daily, and yet make no public 
Vfiese trees; if you nadlio Kudus or g&iung run ul-miuwiou*. . to auu ; onuu gou xeea you 
wood home and making a fire witln it. Just bo from his bounties and you never thank him for 
in a family, love Is what makes tkejpareuts aud it? You have been saved from ruin by his 
children, the brothers and sisters happy; hut if grace, and can yon not thank him for your daily 
they take care never to say a word about it, if bread? To thank God In tho closet is rigid, but 
they keep It a profound secret, as if it were a do you not receive his bounties publicly? We 
crime, they will uot be much happier than if hesitate not to do that; should we bo unwilling 
there was not. any love among them; the home then to acknowledge the gift in the same man- 
either physically or mentally, to become moth- 6 bould be wielded always in thc cause t\f Truth 
ers before they reach the age of twenty. The ftn( j Right. Ho should stoop only to Vift up 
unsound condition aud constitution of tho pa- offers, never to depreciate himself. Ho Should 
will seem cold even In summer, and if you live 
that a part of her cake ia gone. “Now,” she ^ ^ Ufmilly transmitted, with increased in- be rea dy to stem, as well as to swell the fide of there you will envy the dog, when any one calls 
Bays, “ I must make another, for company will tma ^ t0 tUe oflspring. By the laws of Lycur- pub!k , sen timcnt. He should both embody and bim “ poor fellow.”-!*. Holland. 
he here for tea.” She goes to the wood-house gU6 the most special attention was paid to the direct public opinion. He should, by superior -*-*“* 
to get some wood to make a lire, and lo! there phy6ical education of women; and no delicate aiscernment., safely lead the public mind, when CHANCE CHIPS. 
is no wood cut. She then gathers up chips and or Bk , bly women werC) 0 n any account, allowed be canno t 8 afcly follow. \ - 
makes and bakes, receives her company, and ^ omarry p ri Johnson, in his work on “Econ- j woa id rather he the pilot-fish that guides How to keep on good terms with creditors— 
spends, apparently, a very pleasant evening. omy 0 f Health,” says that matrimony shonld t, bo w hale, than the great mass of spouting blub- pft y them. 
Well, about an hour after dark, she receives this ^ bfc contracted be f 0 re the first year of thc ber bebind . A BAFJ! predict ion - that gold will never see 
unruly husband, brother, or son, as the case may fourtb Bep t C nnial on the part of the lady, nor -re—.- double again 
be, with a smile; gives him a cup of hot tea, beforc the last, year of the same in the case of ATTV fwfrs of AFFECTION , , , ... ... 
,«», ftftj-ft ft word concerning the toil, ot „ th<Jr wotdt , the fenrefc DMOKCTBAWVramOF AFFECTION. MliM l0 ^tu. near , ahrej.reboot too higltj 
the day. Sorely woman’, patience must rival boold b c at lennt twonty-one jenre of age, and mneh more we micht mate of onr fam- Bhonl,i avold ‘ ucL "'' r ' n,g l ' . 
and never says a word concerning the toils of 
the day. Surely woman’s patience must rival 
that of Jon. 
All men admit, the fact that in times of trial 
and difficulty, woman is generally superior to 
man. She consoles man in the darkness of dis- 
DEMONSTRATIVENESS OF AFFECTION. 
the male twenty-eight years. The doctor says 
that there should lie a difference of seven years 
between the sexes, at whatever period oflitethe 
connection is contracted. There is a difference 
appointment and sorrow, and her cheerful die- 0 f 6CV en years, not in the actual duration of life 
position throws a mellow light over the gloomy in tbe two sexes, hut in the stamina of the con- 
incidents of poverty and want. Man, who would B titntion, symmetry of thc form, and the liuea- 
lovc to be called the head-light, in the world, monte of the face. In respect to early marriage, 
would at times 6ink into hopeless despair, were g0 f ar as k concerns the softer sex, for every 
How much more we might make of our fam¬ 
ily life, if our friendships, of every secret thought 
of love blossomed into a deed! We are now 
speaking merely of personal caresses. These 
mayor may not ljc the best language of affection. 
Muiny are endowed with a delicacy, a fastidious¬ 
ness of physical organization, which shrinks 
uwuy from too much of these, repelled andovor- 
powered. But (here are words and looks, and 
little observances, thoughtfulness, watchful 
it not for the encouragement lie receives from year at which marriage is entered upon before attentJon6i which speak of love, which 
woman. As the tender vine winds Itself around ^ be a g e 0 f twenty-one, there will be, on an ma j tc k manifest, and there is scarcely a family 
the mighty ouk that has beeu rent asunder by average, three years ot premature decay, more might not he richer in heart-wealth for more 
the thunderbolt, so woman, iu the hour of 0 r less api arcut, of the corporeal fabric.” q{ 
calamity, binds up the broken hopes and shat- -- t. a mistake to suppose that relations must 
tered purposes of man, aud encourages him to 
make new efforts to overcome the difficulties 
that lie in his way. 
Woman, too, is more charitable and beneficent 
than man. She turns a listening ear to the cry 
of distress everywhere, and stoops to administer 
comfort to the needy uuder all circumstances. 
In view of these things what ought a woman to 
have? She ought to have a good home. She 
ought to have a good man lor a husband—if she 
wants one. She ought to have plenty of wood 
in the wood-house. She ought to have her cows 
milked for her. She ought to have a washing- 
machine and clothes-wringer. She ought to 
have a husband that would make a fire in the 
morning. Iu short, she ought to have all reason¬ 
able advantages in ltfe, and having them, she 
ought to spare no pains to make her example as 
blessed as possible, 
A Motto for Teachers.— Old Humphrey, an 
English author of juvenile literature, of wide 
reputation, had these three important words 
written up in his studyAllure, Instruct, 
Impress.” A beautiful motto for the Sunday 
School teacher. Allure from the world aud sin ; 
instruct, the children in thc saving truths of tho 
Gospel; impress their minds with the solemni¬ 
ties of salvat ion and eternity, and convince them 
that they have 60 uls to save. Thus teaching, 
your work will be blessed. 
-r^XP~- 
FEMININE GOSSIP. 
An enemy to beauty is a foe to nature. 
No woman is ugly when she is dressed. 
A woman conceals what she knows not. 
She that is born a beauty is half married. 
A man must ask his wife leave to thrive. 
SnE who is horn handsome is born married. 
Fools are wise men in thc affairs of women. 
The society of ladies is a school of politeness. 
A man’s best fortune —or his worst — is a 
wife. 
She that has an ill husband shows it in her 
dress. 
A lass that has many wooers oft fares the 
worst. 
The cunning wife makes her husband her 
apron. 
Far-fetched and dear-bought is good for the 
ladies. 
nE that tells his wife news is but newly 
married. 
He who has a bad wife has purgatory for a 
neighbor. 
make it manifest, and there is scarcely a family 
that might not be richer in heart-wealth lor more 
ot them. 
It is a mistake to suppose that relations must 
of course love cucl other because they are rela¬ 
tions. Love rodst be cultivated, and can be 
increased by judicltua culture, as wild fruits may 
double their bearings uuder the hands of a gar¬ 
dener; and love cai dwindle and die out of neg¬ 
lect, as choice flower seeds pluutcd in poor soil 
dwindle and grow fingle. 
Two causes in oar Anglo Saxon nature pre¬ 
vent this easy futility and flow of expression 
which strike one su pleasantly iu the Italian or 
French life; the dread of flattery, aud a consti¬ 
tutional shyness. 
“I perfectly longed to tell So-and-so how I 
admired her, the offior day," said Miss X. 
“Then why IB He world didn’t you tell her?” 
“Oh, it would seem like flattery, you know.” 
Now what is flattery? 
Flattery is imimre praise, given from inter¬ 
ested motives, but not the sincere utterance 
to a friend of wbat we deem good and lovely in 
him. 
And so, for tear of fluttering, these dreadfully 
sincere people go on, side by side, with those 
they love and admire, giving them all the time 
the impression of utter indifference. Parents 
are so afraid of exciting pride and vanity iu their 
children by the expression of their love and 
How to keep on good terms with creditors— 
pay them. 
A safe prediction — that gold will never see 
double again. 
Mem in battle nearly always 6hoot too high; 
they should avoid such oversight. 
It is a good deal harder to conceal the intox¬ 
ication of love than that of brandy. 
There are so many bad marriages that a young 
lady may do well to stay outside of the ring. 
If woman’s heart strings w r ere fiddle-strings, 
they wouldn’t be played ou more than they are, 
though every man were a fiddler. 
Very seldom, except in romance and melo¬ 
drama, does true love beat cunning, aud simpli¬ 
city make victorious way against worldly success. 
Whilst shame kecpB watch, virtue is not 
wholly extinguished from the heart, nor will 
ner ?—Christian Era. 
“IF THOU KNOWEST THE GIFT OF GOD.’ 
Perhaps no cry is more striking, after all, 
than the short and simple cry of the water- 
carrier. “Tho gift of God!” he says, as he 
goes along with his water skin on his shoulder. 
It U impossible to hear this cry without think¬ 
ing of the Lord’s words to the woman of Sama¬ 
ria “ If thou knewestthe gift of God, and who 
it is that saitli unto thee Give me to drink, thou 
wouldst have asked of him, and He would have 
given thee living water. ” It la very likely 
that water, so invaluable and so often scarce iu 
hot countries, was in those days spoken of as 
now, as the “ gift of God,” to denote its pro- 
ciousness; if so the expression would be exceed¬ 
ingly forcible to the woman, and full of meaning. 
The water-carrier’s cry in Egypt must always 
rouse a thoughtful mind to a recollection of the 
deep necessities of tho people; of the thirst 
which they as yet know not of; and of the living 
water, which rew. If any, tiave ever yet offered 
to the poor Moslems iu that great city; and 
make him -wish aud pray for the time when the 
moderation be utterly exUed from thc mind of 8tmorou6 cry 0 f “ Ya natee Allah” shall be tho 
tyrants. type of the cry of oue brluging the living water 
Persons with shallow feelings and deep do- of the Gospel, and saying “ Behold the gift ot 
signs sometimes tread the paths of 6in sure- God.” — Bagged Life in Egypt. 
footed as Spanish mules on the edge of the -- 
Cordilleras. Meditation on the Word. —By continual 
No animal, except mat, ever drinks in con- med p a tion on tho Sacred Writings, a miuinat- 
ucetiou with his food. Man ought uot to. Try uralIy improves and advances in holiness, as a 
this, dyspeptics; and you will not wush down tree thrives and flourishes in a kindly ami well 
mechanically what ought to be masticated and wat ,, red 60 q. All the fruits of righteousness 
ensallvated before it is swallowed. ebow themselves at the proper season, as oppor- 
Religion is not the speciality of any one feel- tunity calls for them; and the words, which are 
imr but the mood and harmony of the whole of to his actions what thc leaves are to the fruit, 
... re .lllreUlA llfl 
All are good lasses; but where come the ill approbation, that a child sometimes goes sud 
wives frae? aud discouraged by their side, and learns with 
Saith Solomon the Wise, “A good wife is a surprise, in some chance way, that they are 
, . ,, proud aud fond of him. There are times when 
good prize.” v 
them. It is the whole soul marching heaven¬ 
ward to tho music of Joy and love, with well- 
ranked faculties, all beating time and keeping 
time. 
The following anecdote is told of Daniel O’¬ 
Connell:— Meeting a prolific pamphleteer, whose 
productions generally found their way to the 
buttcrmuii, lie said:—“I saw somethiugs very 
good In your pamphlet to-day.” “Ah," said 
the gratified writer, “ what was it ?” “A pound 
ol butter!" was the reply. 
When Caesar was advised by ids friends to be 
more cautious of the security ol hia person, aud 
uot to walk among llio people without arms or 
any one to defend him, he always replied to the 
admonitions, “He that lives iu fear of death, 
every moment feels its tortures; I will die but 
fall not on the ground, but are profitable us 
well os ornamental. Everything in him and 
about him serves the purpose for which it was 
intended. His brethren are benefltted by him, 
and his Maker Is glorified.—Home. 
t -- 
Faitu and Knowledge.— Ye are wide, 0 ye 
great wits, while you spend yourselves in curi¬ 
ous questious and learned extravagance. I oU 
shall find one touch of Christ of more worth to 
your souls than all yourlaborsonae disquisitions; 
one drachm of faith Is more precious than a 
pound of knowledge. In vain shall ye for 
this in your books, if y#u miss it. In your bosoms. 
If you kuow all things, and cannot, truly say, 
<C I kuow whom l hftve believed,” (2 Uni. 1, kv,) 
you have but knowledge enough to know your- 
selvcB truly miserable.— Bishop Hall. 
