Fremont Journal, 1853-04-09

' to ho to as a his he and at he our be believe. - lieve. believe. I with had with ca- liar too." rea reasons - sons reasons young hoi- had he would fain persuade a host of brothers and sisters to accompany him and help to mnko a jubilee. Brother Dash er, he enid, was young, but de deserving - serving deserving of all encouragement, for that his zeal was like a coal of fire though but sixteen years of age, he had had twenty-five discus discussions, - sions, discussions, and challenged perhaps fifty of the most famous opponents of the cause who didn't dare toarcept; so afraid were they of the far far-reaching, - reaching, far-reaching, and ali-glvriouf arrows of truth I His cult, ho said, he should like to turn loose in the clover, nnd allow him to resusci resuscitate - tate resuscitate a little, and he was sure we could make up a party of half-a-dozen, we must own some sort of a vehicle in which to ride to Startown, and so carry terror into the ranks of the oppo opposition, - sition, opposition, and strengthen the cause. Whereupon, Brother Arkey presented a colored silk pocket-handkerchief and a colored shirt-collar to one of the older members of the family, which he said he wanted to have done vp for the big meeting. He expressed the greatest surprise that our interest in the cause should not be quite equal to his own; which, he said, had enabled him to swim rivers, and travel through almost wil wilderness - derness wilderness of woods, to pass sleepless nights, and yet to rejoice all the lime, like one who abid abided) - ed) abided) in Eden, aud knortth not hunger nor toil. But 1 need not linger I remember some very grandiloquent speeches the young man perpetrated remember feeling very much ashamed of the ignorance he obliged us to contess ot the state of the cause in the towns and neighborhoods with which he was famil iar, and I remember above all, that the colt was turned in the clover, and that a party of which 1 was one, was made up for startown, with .brother Arkey for the head and front. I was about fourteen, I think, and it must have been owing to the praises bestowed up on me by the Rev. gentleman, that I came to the distinguished honor of attending the big meeting. But no matter, I went; and now cometh tha little lesson which I have been too slow in ppronching. The two little taverns of Star- town were already overflowing, and at the sug' gestion of Brother Arkey we went iminediate iminediate-diately - diately iminediate-diately to the church, as pensioners upon the hospitality ot the members of the cause. it was twilight when we found ourselves seated in the unpretending meeting-house, with lis carpetless aisles, hard benches, and pulpit of unpainted pine boards. An v.ld man of benign aspect began tohgnt the candles, presently, and then came the people men women and children, with a con- sidcrable number of dogs and babies. The accustomed benches were soon filled, and other ones set in the aisles, which were soon filled too. The windows were all thrown up and boys and youths climbed into them, as much, perhaps, to see as to hear so much was the fresh air obstructed by them, that the mingled odor ot cloves aud cinnamon and sweet-smelling herbs was quite oppressive. Conspicuous in the array along the pulpit, sat Brothers Arkey and Dasher, shaking hands at intervals by way of expressing their joy. the hymns had all been sung, and a niiddle-ngcd, serious looking man arose to preach. i remember the opening words of the ser mon, which I still think wusan earnest and ed- fvingone: "My friends, from my youth to llieso while hairs, I have had the firmest con fidence in the ellicacy of prayer." Here tny attention was arrested by the en trance of two persons a pale, sad looking wo woman - man woman of thirty-five, perhaps, and a handsome, dashing young man, upoa whose arm she leaned. They appeared to be objects of general at ten lion, as well as mine; but to my surprise nobody offered them a seat, and after standing nlteen or twenty minutes, perhaps, they with withdrew, - drew, withdrew, silently and unobtrusively enough, but all ey es follow ed them, and a genera! Biir and senvtition pervmled the house. The care-worn fucu Hud melancholy eyes of the woman im-1 pressed me deeply; nnd I confess I thought! ruorc ot' her than 1 did of the 6ermon. At the conclusion of the service, strangers were requested to remain in order to be di- rected to places of entertainment. Our lines fell in a pleasant place, so far ns the most liberal hospitality could make it pleasant; I can call it all up before me as 1 sit here wagons nnd carriages of all varieties surrounded the house men gathered ii groups numbering up their vanquished oppo nents, and edifying each other with accounts of the progress of the cause here and there, while such women as were "handy about the house" busied themselves among the house householdsome - holdsome householdsome spreading down bed some siiu- ng potatoes for the morning breuklast, and others crimping rullles and occasionally taking part in the discussions of their brethren. At length the preparations were finished and there was a general assembling in the old fashioned parlor for a little social refreshment previously to retiring for the night. Then it was that some one, a woman I think, lifting her voice very loud asked, "Who were those astrnys that came into church tor every one to look at, and so went out again ?" "I don't know who the young man was, said the lady of the house, "but whoever he waa, I don l think much of him, for the woman be was with was Rosy Bingham!" she didn tsay why this lowered him in her opinion there was no need she should say; we all saw the sad pale woman struck apart from her sisterhood by some scarlet 6in. J here were some suppressed titters, and great many uncharitable comments, w hich, am sorry to say, the women seemed to due their own virtue to make; and I confess, though 1 said nothing, that my prejudice ran with the general tide, so insinuating and vile a thing is the breath of slander. The chamber iu which 1 slept that night, was all atiewo over with feather beds, and etch bed crowded with occupants, by whom the night air was regarded as poison. In the rooming the windows ran witb sweat and the atmosphere was stifling and unwhole some, and with the general tumbling and and untwisting of damp hair, I managed escape from the room, for 1 was auUering lassitude and "a horrible throbbiug of heart and of brail." 1 had no inclination for breakfast, and in the crowded congregation for three

I me us May we of and at ma ran the and over and while ken," guest once invit inviting. - ing. inviting. smell in ran that quite used the grass and switching the flies with his remnant of tail. A sorry looking apecimen of his tribo he was, being in the first place, I suspect, quite in thn sober evening of his days, and in the next, lean and shaggy, and worn o(T his feet with. the hard uses he bad seen. At first we climbed on the fence near which he stood, (for we thought he looked vicious, poor fellow,) and stroked his thick, short neck, over which a lit little - tle little thin, bur-tangled mane fell in knots and strings. For a time he gnawed away to the very roots of the grass regardless of us, but when we began to say "poor old fellow," and pat him more and more lovingly, he lifted up his grest heavy head, and rolled toward us his white, glassy-looking eyes. The mouthful of grass he had got was dispatched while we rub bed smooth the broad whito strip in his face; so we all set to work pulling fresh grass and clover which he ate from our hands without biting them at all. The trappings he wore were in little better condition than himself, without eyes as he was, and having his mud-colored hoofs half worn away, nnd all his ill-shapen limbs swollen and scarred. In truth, I think ho would not have borne the gay caparisoning worn so handsomely by that famous steed which Byron saw in his dream it would have been, as the miliners sny, trying to his complexioa. Yes, on the whole I am inclined to think that his dilapidated accoutrements suited the style of his beauty very well. The saddle looked as if it helped to strengthen and bind together the beast, and the beast in turn, seemed to give shape to the saddle at least, all the shape it had. Over this pnUhwork of faded leather and linen, which by courtesy we called a saddle, there hung a pair of weather stainod saddle-bags, quite collapsed. A small strip of knotted leath leather - er leather and a bit of rusty iron made the bridle, but a stout coil of rope was wound around the neck of the animal, to serve as check-rein, I suppose. Add to these things an old cotton umbrella, that dangled from side to side as the horse changed his position, and you will have a pretty correct notion of my Bucephalus. it was not till we had made an inventory of this various furniture that wo set about pull ing grass; a pastime which the poor old brute seemed to relish as much as we it had been lung, perhaps, since he had been tended with dainty white clovers, and he could not see where to search for them because of the mid night that was in his eyes besides, be was little used to meadows, I think. "Hadn't yoa best ungear him first, my little men and women?" said a voice close to us, and looking up from our grass-pulling we saw before us the veritable stranger, essaying with slim pule hands to untie the muddy girth an endeavor soon accomplished. He next stript otf the bridle, and the equipage made quite garniture for the fence, I remember, as ho hung them up, one after another, which being done, he wiped his hands on his hair and ap proached me. I beinL' the oldest shook mv hand heartily calling me sister he afterwards shook hands with the rest of the group, calling each his brother or sister; and then survey- nif; us collectively through his blue, Bteel bow ed sp;ct;icles, be said he hoped the Lord would bless ui hs we reasonably and rightly could desire, -i.:'l that for himself, he thought our "little handi were made for good works just such as the fiery orb of day, now wheeling out in vmw, had looked down upon previously closing up his red eye for the inscrutable and mysterious pillow ot darkness! I was quite dazzled with that lirst corrusca tiou of his genius, nnd with similar displays subsequently; but 1 greatly lour ins meta phors were sometimes u little contused and extravagant After the exordium I have recorded, came down to more common-place parlance asking my little brother if he would like ride hiscolt, and go a preaching with him, and mysell whether I was a profeisor, and reliev ing me of the embarrassment he occasioned by continuing "How old be you?" "Your father well to do?" "Snug place han't he?" and such like questions; the rapidity with which ho uttered them preventing me from replying to more than halt; greatly to my re lief, for 1 did not quite know how to shape my sentences to such forms as I felt he de served; for surely he was a preacher 1 had never seen but two or three, and supposed tliem alt to be very great persons. However, I made myself intelligible, I think. for be complimented me by saying, 1 was smart a youn sister as be bad met in "Coon'a age." lie certainly had little of the clerical look about him, unless it were the blue spectacles before mentioned ; for his dress was composed of various colors his frock coat had once been of a brown hue, but had lost much of its orig orig-brightness; - brightness; orig-brightness; his trowsers were blue, and waistcoat variously plaided with high colors. He wore, besides, a straw hot, which scarcely seemed to belong to the cloth, nnd green spat spat-terdashers - terdashers spat-terdashers pinned about the lower extremities of his trowsers with sharp thorns, which bad probnbly secured in some of his wilder wilderness - ness wilderness needs. He was a pale strippling with fair hair a very smooth face; but iu ability be was, least is his own opinion, a giant, as appeared with the progress of our acquaintance; for was quite unknown to us on coming to house a privilege accorded to itinerant preachers in obscure places to this day, I "Brother Arkey," he called himself, and mav as well call him so. was overfjowincr zeal for the interests of his own theology, which, by the way, he called the cause, when he had occasion to spenk of it, which was pret ty often. "I suppose," he said, when he partaken of supper and wiped his mouth his band and his hand on his hair, "I suppose you all attend our big meeting to-morrow. My father said the harvest roust needs be red for, but in truth, I think he know nothing about the via meeting. "Yes." said brother Arkey, "but the vest 'of the Kingdom roust be cared for And he proceeded to otter a great many favoring his view of things. In the first place, the cause was but ; in Startown, where the meeting was to be beast,, den, and brother Dasher, the pastor there, tuort written Dim to corns over and help, and

; j j a hours did not tend to my better feeling. In the afternoon 1 grew worse, and it was thought best to carry me home. I have a confused and dismal memory of be being - ing being supported in the carriage, and of having a vial of the essence of peppermint thrust into my hand for the uses of faintness I recollect of seeing the aleek heads and straw bonnets at the church windows of passing a low, smoky blacksmith's shep of seeing the glow glow-iny; - iny; glow-iny; forge, and a swarthy man hammering right ngainht the flames a winding way, where the carriage made no noise, through a long green wood, and of seeing the sunset tur ning the boughs red and yellow these thing., and nothing more, till I woke, and saw that it was deep night, and that I was in a room where I had never been till then. A simple room it was, with the simple furnishing of a cabin, but so neat and pretty. The daintiest of all coverlids adorned my bed, and the frill ed pillow slips were scented with roses the little square windows were curtained with beun-vines and morning-glories, so that I could not see through them the walls were neatly white-washed, and on a few open shelves shone the cups and saucers, and the plates and bowls of all colors and sizes. On the upper shelf lay a tew books two with gilt edges the Bible and hymn-book. A checked home-made car pet covered the floor, the broad stone hearth was washed blue, and in the deep fire-place the embers wero glowing red, revealing in the corners the round iron tea-kettle, the bright tinware and other articles of kitchen furniture which the bre-placo was ampli enough to hold. The door stood open, and in the broad natch of moonlight that came in through the trees. there sat a woman rocking to and fro and look looking - ing looking out into the night. Un the table by the bed-side, the candle burned dimly, and setting thick about it we're tencups and spoons, with bunches of simples nnd all the little remedies that sickness gath ers together so soon. There seemed about me a loving anJ quieting spirit, and as the winds blew up fresh for the morning, full of tho roiisic of birds, without movement or ques- Hon 1 drowsed softly asleep. When I awoke again, the hills were all red with the sunrise; fresh fuel hnd been added to the embers and the little round tea-kettle was singing of the forthcoming breakfast "The horrible throbbing of heart and of brain were all gone. 1 was soon dressed, and dropping the blue curtains around my bed went out into the morning. A narrow path wound down the hill, and following it I came directly to a fresh, full spring, bubbling over the mossy stones, and here on the wood en bench was the wash-hand baein, and over the low bough of a shrubby red-wood, bung the towel. As I returned to the cabin I saw going in before me, the woman I had seen rocking in the moonlight, bearing in her hand a pail froth ing over with milk. Her hair, which was abun dant and black, was simply but smoothly ar arranged, - ranged, arranged, and her dress had an air of such sty stylishness - lishness stylishness as is suited to a cabin, but her motions had more of grace than is often met in more pretending places. V hen she saw mo the smile that came into her face made her really beautiful. I felt as if I had sen her or some rne like her bomewhere, but I could not tell where, 1 neither felt lonesome or homesick, and yet the place mus'. have been lonesome, lor the woods stood all around the cabin, there being only a cleared patch fare enough to pastueu the cow and make the garden. I was half sorry when I taw ihe carriage driven up b fore the door for our going. . ' What a nice breakfast she made for us, that gentle, pale-faced woman the white bread and fresh butter, and golden cream and straw strawberries - berries strawberries I remember it all, and the loving, motherly way in which sho urged me to cat. "Yesterday," she said apologising for the Hcantiness of tho fare, "yesterday I had eggs am! meat but my young brother, whom I had tiot seen for seven years, came to visit me, and 1 used the best I had ; not knowing I should have other guests for a great while; for it a long, long time since any one came to my poor house till this accident brought you. She blushed and sighed as she spoke, and I would have said I did not regret the illness that had brought me so much pleasure, but could not speak the words, and rising, I bent down and kissed her I could not help it She started as though a serpent had stung her, and alarmed for what I had done, I drew back, but when the tears came to her eyes and she said-"dear lilt)) girl, my dear little girl," laying her hand on my head and look ing at me so earnest I v, 1 folded her sweet face in my arms nnd kissed her tears all dry. she au.tled again presently, the old sad smile, and when I thanked her for all she had done for me she answered "it is nothing, but if you ever think of me in time to come, re member thnt 1 told you never, never to do any thing that would make you blush and cry if child kissed you. I thought of that beautifulest compliment ever paid to woman "What is your name ? Because I'd call upon it in a storm And save a ship from perishing sometimes," and so thinking, I asked her name. She hesitated a moment, aud then replied simply: "My name is Rosanna Bingham, vou will soon forget it, child. Not so, I shall never forget it her kind ness to me has come between me and words often and often, teaching forbearance and charity.

a to as all of the its of in re this to to m days be A Men in the habit of telling prodigious "lo ries vuiht to have good memories; but fortu nately tor the world, their memories are short ones. Sheridan used to deal with these men dacious pests in a manner peculiar to himself. He would never allow himself to be outdone) by verbal prodigy ; whenever a monstrous sto story - ry story was told in bis presence, he would outdo it by one of his own coinage, and put the narra narrator - tor narrator to blush by telling a falsehood more glar glaring - ing glaring than bis own. . ' A gentleman in his hearing once related a sporting adventure of his. I was Ching one day, say in a certain cold spring full of delicious trout, and soon caught a large mesa, mil what was really surprising, not a foot from the cold spring there was one of boiling water, so that whnn you wanted to cook your fish, all you had to do after hooking them from the cold spring wa to pop them directly into the boiling." The company all expressed astonishment and incredulity at this monstrous assertion, wiih the exception of Sheridan. " I know," said he, "of a phenomena 'yet more surprising. I was fishing one day, when I came to a place where there were threat springs, l he urst was a cold one slocked wiih rish ,the second a boiling spring, and this third a natural fountain of melted butter, and parsley. 1 . " Melted butter and parsley 1" exclaimed the first story teller "impossibl 1" " I beg your parddn," said Sheridan coldly " I believed your story, sir. you are bound to believe mine." ' "Another incident occurred to me," con continued - tinued continued the gentleman., "I was out shooting once and spied a brace of birds. .1. was out of shot but I threw the ramrod into the barrel of my gun, tired, and brought down both birds." ' "A more singular occurrence hr.ppened to tne," retorted Sheridan.- "I had promised .' fiiend of mine in London half a dozen iif ptlri.1 ges for dinner on a particular day. I had lor- golten my agreement when 1 heard the dis distant - tant distant horn of the styige coach which was ti take my game to Lonc'on. I rushed to my preserve, and in the hurry of the m m -at forgot my shot and left my iron ram in J in my gun-barrel. I fired at a convoy of part part-riges, - riges, part-riges, killed six, threw them into a hamper and gave them to the coachman. Thera waa tho game, not only killed bnt actually spitted.'. This audacious narrative effuclu.dly sileno sileno-ed - ed sileno-ed the story teller. It i only Principles and Truth that the true and wise Progressive will nevor iv Uji or compromise. These are God's. The lil'a of mankind is 'in Principle. Truths re tha arteries in which tha world's blood circulates, tie who yields the truth betrays hi ao. It if comTvm in Egypt to sue stout Araba spinning knd knitting, and their wives hudii:i' novels aim nigging canals, .. met rest resting - ing resting ac acquaintance - quaintance acquaintance the in knock a- it?" Insv Tsars A cotempoiary puMisV-s Sonnet to Eden," from some sentimental aiu who says: v .) for a plums from soma bright aij-l's win Dipped ia the moisture of thy Imtrou y.'w The idea of converting the eve tf a r'T lady into an inkstand, ia truly original Wiit will bilen any to it itaf Leigh Hunt was asked by a lady. t dessert tf he would venture on a.i orange 1 "Madame, I should be very happy to do to bat I'm afraid I should tumble off." , by by its A Yankee editor aayt "The March of eiv. ilization Is onward onward like the slow hut intrepid tread of a jackass toward a pock of oala." 1 An enterprising genina time announces hit businett on a board in front of hit door in PhiU adelphia: . . "II. r Pits and Kakas, a ad Rier i sell, AndOialers.toodaBdiutlissli.il, Aad Fried wuns tw for th-.ui thai shews, ' Aad with -d (.ice) etaek ha! aaal a.

m 1 , It waa the evening hour. Serene and aweet, The radiant moon resumed her nightly throne, And (tarry eyea watched o'er the sleeping earth. 1 aat beaide my open window. Sad, And mournful thoughts came etealingo'er my heart, For t tha day had stood beaide the grave, Which closed upon a fair and youthful friend friend-Had - Had friend-Had Shed the farewell tear, and cast the long, tiaat, lingering glance, upon the lifeless form form-Had - Had form-Had turned awav. and now, in solitude. Sat dreaming of the loved, the ear'y loat. I aw a sleeping babe. The rosy hue. Of health and pleaaure beamed uoon ita cheek. Beaide ita little cot a mothwr knelt, And lovinjr ai'tera watched Its peaceful rest, Sweetly it lay, while o'er its dimpled lips, A transient .mile of joy and pleaaure came, As though the Angela watched the sleeping babe, And filled its mind with dreams of future bliss. "A chnnge came o'er the spirit of mydraam." I aaw a lovely child, whose prattling tongue, And joyous face, drove sorrow far away, And filled with joy the parents loving heart. She grew in beauty, mid the fragrant grovea, Which natures hand had planted near her home, Sweat birdaand Bowers, companions of her life. The fields, the groves, the garden, and the brook, Was daily visited, aud, from on high, The sinless .tare looked nightly down, to bless, A heart as pure and guileless as themselves. "A change came o'er the spirit of my dream." The gentle being Was no more a child, For eighteen springs had passed above her head; Tet was her heart as pure, and free from gHiile, As when, in childhoods thoughtless, happy hours, She roamed enraptured neaththe woodlands shade, The sweet and lovely things of nature's realm, Had breathed a silent language to her soul, And filled her breaat with gentle, chastened thought The merry, ringing laugh, of childish mirth, Waa changed to quiet emilee, and calmer joy, No Borrow ever yet had touched her heart, But youngest, fairest of the hon i hold band, Plie was the worshiped idol of her friends, "A change came o'er the epirit of my dreams." tn deepest grief she knelt beside the eouch. On which a cherished ieter slept in death. In anguish and dispairshe bowed her head, And burning tears of heartfelt sorrow wept. But, when the funeral train bore to the grave, The breathless form of one so loved nnd mourned, She, too. had sank beneath disease and grief, And pressed the bed ot9ic':nesi and of pain . With anxious care, and tendjr love, her frienu's, Watched by the bed side of the fading girl ' But all tlieirekill and teudeiness wis vain. Slowly declining, till her wasted cheek Waa white and h"!assas tlie cloth beneath, Tk."y saw, with speechless woe, that Ihey must yield Another blossom to the Angel Dalli. "A change came o'er the spirit of my Jream." Within a graveyard, quiet, lone retreat, new made grave waa seen, end by it fit'e, nother waited to receive it prey. Slowly and s:idly a eaMrt'iin approached. j pon a bier an open cuffin stood, Aud a fair, runthful m did en slept within. Lifel, .-as and pale, wiih placrd face she lay, And beautiful in death. Her glossy Uair Was siiion'.hly parted on her snowy brow Fair flnweri: were etrown around, and, in her hand, A pure whKe roe, half opened, had been placed. A patting .mile- lingered on her lips, And death bill seemed a aweet and healthful ileep. The crowd drew buck, sad .lowly round the bier, The m. timers came to take a last farewell. Kirsed, for lire lust time, the icy cheek; And, with a Utat, long look, in whose fixed gaie, The very soul seemed ebbing out, they turued, Aud, for h tiviiineut not a sound was heard, Save the low b of heartfelt agony The coffin now wa lowered in the grave; The earth fell on it, ringing out the knell, Ofhope and happiness to many hearts. Thn drama of her life was closd. The last Sad cene waa ended, and the curtain fell. I dreamed no more.

is 1 a but evil The following anecdote is a strong proof that a large view of folly runs through the human system, and tinctures all men, s ac actions: - tions: actions: There was a wealthy notary in Paris whoso greatest pleasure in life had been to gather his. numerous friends around his table nnd treat them splendidly ; heme generons and good liver.and he conceived thg polion of per petuating these social gatherings atter his death. Accordingly, by his will he instituted an annual banquet for- twenty of his chosen friends, appropriating to the purpose the sum of 2,000 francs. The details of the feast were strictly eej'iiuu I, directii.g tho expense always to bo 1U0 francs a head. The memo ry of tho deee.-ised whs to be toasted, and make the subject of conversation as friend- ip or politeness mii'lil dictate, the feast was to be inviolably tho same, twenty-one plates to be always Act, (one for himself perpetual head of the table,) and the 2,0u0 franca to be expended. . ihe hrst year tho twenty friends were thore, but year after year they were remov ed by death, until in twenty years they were redueed to eight. I nese partook ascustoma ry of the feast, and toasted the memories their departed companions. Last year, haw haw-ever, - ever, haw-ever, there were but two, who solely shared the luxurious but melancholy banq iet On was very rich, while misfortune had reduced the other to destitution. The rich and poor man sat coldly opposite to eaoh other qntil, warmed by the wines, they bad forgot forgotten - ten forgotten their ditierent circumstances. On the tirstof June, this year, the again returned, but the rich man wns dead, and the poor and only survivor sealed him self at the table laden with silver, with twenty-one covers and its delicious viands. lhere he sat, the victim of poverty, subject to all privations, pervaded by a feeling sadness nnd desolation, to a magnificent b quet of 2,000 francs. Pressed by his wants he made bold to quest that the sum which was applied to yearly feast for himself might be appropria ted to Ins daily sustenance. Ihe lawyer whom he applied, showed him the positive clause of the will which he was compelled see executed to the letter. The poor m retired in sidness, thinking how many he would be obliged to go without a dinner. while once a year he was compelled to surfeited with a feast prepared for twenty one persons and valued at 2,000 francs! singular piece ot tolly truly. Poet, it liber liberties - ties liberties own. rea reason - son reason of "Ha "Hafiz - fiz "Hafiz and them A New Manivii A gentleman was in the street, the other night, who had eviden evidently - tly evidently taken in to much of the ardent for Conve Convenient - nient Convenient storage, and was rather unquielly himslf against a lamp post, when an came along antl observed that ntflieted individual had on a new overcoat "Well, Bob," said he "guess you've been dulging in a new overeat , "Coat!" replied Boh, giviug bis hat a back and endeavounng to gesticulate, "this a int a coat" "Isn't a coat, eh? Well, Bob, what is Bob elevated himself to a totering perpendic perpendicular, - ular, perpendicular, and exclaimed, "This 'ere a'iut a c-coa-t, it's a jpirif wrapper "The trumpet does not more stun you ita loudness than a whisper teczesyou most provoking inaudibility."

I met a fair haired child, and It waa in't. In its hands it held brtrkan veae, fVufj which the flowl'rt Mer scattered and fin fra fragrance - grance fragrance had depm-td. Poor thing I I anhf, do not weep, for earth is full of Broke Shrinr a, nnd this is one of them. We journeyed on and met a braatifiii bridA Her step was at light at the spotted fawn's; and on her check there waa a glow such as mantles the cheek of the rose. Her enreleae laugh rung out as wildly aweet and clear at bird music; and the aged and young, M they turned aside to let her pass, murmured "how "how-lovely - lovely "how-lovely I" Her's was the shrine of a beautiful spirit, which danced in he eyes, rung in her aughter, and beautified the whole casket containing it I said, "Olad-hearled being, U9 on, and may the eaath hold for yoa no Brok en Shrine." But I saw her again. On her lap there la lifeless infant Its eye of blue was half un closed; its little dimpled hande lay crossed; its whole figure was like a waxen toy. lhe Ihe mother wept, and "would not be comfor ted," because her darling "was not" The shrine of ber choiest affections lay wrecked on her bosom. '"Poor thing." another "Bro ken Shrine." -i Once, again, I looked when a few circling suns bad passed. The yonng bride's lip waa mute her eye was luatreless; abe neithur laughed nor wept, and I saw tbat the shrine) of her own beautiful spirit was broken. The weeper bad become the wept for, the mourn ed over, t' e departed. Tears were rained into ber coffin, and drooping heads followed her to "the narrow house appointed for all who live" How beautiful that Broken Shrine 1 1 turned nnd met an an old nan. His white locks floated like snow over bie wrink wrinkled - led wrinkled brow his weak steps were tittering; and slow a friendly staff supported bis fiame", and his hands trembling like aspen leaves in a breeze. But I saw that tears aa well as ' sga were now dimming his eyes. "Sly only, ray odolized eon, be said "h.s become a victim of intemperance." Ha waa the shrine of my best hopes. On him I hopea to lelfn in my old age; but he has juet now with oaths and horrid imprecations, driven me from his door; I did not think in his proud beautiful boyhood, that it would ever conin to this. I nurtured him earr fully then, and thought that in my age an loneliness he would repay the debt of kindness be owed to me." And the aged "fitted up his voice and wept." "Weep on, old man," I said ; yours is thai most mournful of all earth's Broken- Shrines. Tho crushed bud can be replaced the dead infant lives in heaven the sorrowing mother has regained ber dead. - But 01 when the god-like in man departs, how fearful the Bro Broken - ken Broken Shrine Family Visitor.