The Organ of the Temperance Reform, 1852-06-04

' Jiulso, Belly," nrgcl Benson P And B-itlv," tw whi-.i.vj'e'l, " ie.) ...i n, Inst tne DuU'li church iu ftuw York, niien (be 1'iicopuis came ovor from England, opened itieir cliutcii iur lueui to serve Uoa in., tell him that, Betty." At this the old man declared that wheu his reverence should come, he would ask his pardon. for saying such bad things behind a good man's back. The parties were ready for the wedding. nam, yel Tery neat, was trio attire ol the Bride, A pure white dress, with sash of narrow sky. blue ribbon, the ends hanging low from the waist, hor arms bare, and small roaetts In white satin, with a natural white ruse-bud of the centre, and this pinned on oue side of her natural ringlets, completed her bridal array. That of the bridegroom, was in keepingwitk his time. The fabric was hometpun cloih. 1'he coat of Quikerish style ibe waistcoat, long, reaching below the hips knee-breeches, while lamb s-wool stockings, well-greasea ani substantial brogans, and the hair done up in s cue behind, wnich, being rather short, had ao obiliuale way of sticking out at a right angle to the back ut his well-cuuiueu head: the whole in those days, was tsteemed suit to be ad admired. - mired. admired. The door opened, and Pompey, his eyes roll roll-iug - iug roll-iug like two pigeon's eggs, made his appear ance. "Massa Van Antwerp, dis gemmon am de Itebrand Massa Good heart, de 'Pissopal minis minister." - ter." minister." The particulars of the reception cannot be detailed. It was cordial, and the worthy cler clergyman - gyman clergyman was pressed to take draught of eider, with the apology that wine they had none. The presence of the minister set the bride bridegroom - groom bridegroom iu a flutter. His heart beat at his side as if it were cramped for waut of room, even in that commodious waistcoat. It was suggested that the ceremony had better begin. At this, tk-nson Eitinge, lest he might sink under the ordeal, braced up his nerve and muscles so de determinedly, - terminedly, determinedly, that he stood firm as a gate-post, iu rather grotesque comparison to the blushing bfide who stood graceful, though like t flower drooping with its load of dew. The minister opened his month, and Hue bridegroom trem bled. At length the ceremony reached the part in which thepajrhes'sryirslxT tjivorUs of the clergyman. ' ' '' "You must say after me," said the minister. "You must say after me," repeated the docile bridegroom. "Nol no I" was the remonstrance. "No ! no I" was the respouse. "Air. Eltinge, slop," said the embanased clergyman. "Jlr. Eltinge, stop," gasped the worst embar embarrassed - rassed embarrassed bridegroom. Meanwhile the cue persisted in sticking out at a right angle from the back of his head, and now, iu sympathy for its owner, it trembled like a twig in a stiff breeze. The slave Pom Pom-pev, - pev, Pom-pev, observing the pertinacious motion of the cue, was suddenly struct wilh the belief that Massa Eltiuge's wits were oozing out at its end, as if a spigot had escaped from the faucet of cider Cisk. The negro, 'keeping dark,' slyly took the tongs, aud held fast the little troubler, which was determined to 'stick out,' to the last. Whatever the cause was, from that instant the bridegroom made a fair start, and went through with tolerable composure to the eud. This slight irregularity, however, should be mention mentioned; - ed; mentioned; when the clergyman said Amen, he added, "I'm glad it's over," and wiped the nrespira nrespira-ation - ation nrespira-ation off which stood iu great drops upon hb ace. "Dere den," said Pompey releasing his hold. 'Next time Massa Eltinge, you tie your cue tight tighter. - er. tighter. Me ben pinching the eud wid de tongs to prevent de sense from leaking all a way." The loud laugh which followed was cnt short, for it had to give way to the many good wishes, and right hearty ones tuey were too; for every everybody - body everybody loved Butty Van Antwerp, aud nobody bnt thought well of Benson Eltinge. "Benson, my lad, take care of Betty. She's a good girl, aud has always minded her parents, God bless you both my dear children," said the old man. "May God help mo to love her," said the honest-hearted swain, his voice hnsky with the emotion of deep affection. "Betty and Benson God bless yon both I" ejaculated the matron, her eyes blinded with tenia. Merry was the wedding cheer, and innocent the mirth, and harmless (though plenty of it,) was the envy: for tue girls wished tuey haa Beuson Eltinge, and the younir men wished they had Betty Van Antwerp. Nor could they make up their miuds to call her 'Mrs. Elsinge.' "Well Betty," said the old maul who had been cracking some jokes with the clergyman, whose heart aud the old man's had become as nearly one as had the smoke from their pipes. "Betty the dreams coming on. Here's the wedding day, the rose-bnd and the flower, that is, the maiden and the wile; only oue thing more is wanted I" A dash of gloom saddened the bride's heart; but cheerfulness, like veil, concealed it all. The bridal party began putting the chsirs around the room, for they were preparing to play at 'Pawns,' and wanted the middle of the floor to twirl the 'platter.' All is ready; the party are sll numbered, except the two old folks rd the clergyman. Benson Eltinge, being 'No. 1,' takes the plate: advancing to the mid-; die of the floor, he stoops to twirl it; but all cars are startled by cry: "Turn out, turn outor Zibtrtj !" Sud Suddenly - denly Suddenly the door was opened by man with a gnn ou his shoulder. "Come,"said be, ."I'm sor'y to disturb wedding, bnt you that wish yout eonntry well, and can carry arms, bad better do so. The Hessians are moving from Hess'isn Hill, and we need company of scouts to watch 'em. Com along I We're t'ready thirty strong, all got gnn but three and they her' swords." Th ii a faot. Vorthfi seneroai eetnf the Reform ed Protectant Datoh Charob nf New York oUr. ' Knifoepa.) IMmnianiqn has Ions oontlitnted the feniot .litiiter or the Ooiieilate Datuh Chnmh In that eltr ouluer in the Board of (Mneibia Oollete. Whiafc ehl we admire moit, the senerons eat e the one. Of the eipotnMod irnlilad of Us etheit

check apron. This caused the maid to weep alio. An iuterval of silence succeeded, in Wh!?3i Benyi tu hef peipKiur, had well-nigh spoiled a white rosette, which the was making fur her 'bridal gear;' aud the matron actually dropped three stitches in her kuitting; a thing which nerer before eould any neighbor faring against Mrs. Van Antwerp, fur if there was any thing on which she 'prided' herself above other folks, it was that she had a daughter who never, in all hor life disobeyed her parents, aud who knew the Heidelberg Catechism by heart, without be being - ing being told a single wcrd, (as a reward aud testi testimony - mony testimony of which Dominie Vou Twiller gave her oue of his best Christmas sermons in Dutch;) aud lastly, that she herself never dropped a stitch in kuitting. Then to think the stock stock-iugs - iugs stock-iugs she was knitting were of the best lamb's wool, and intended as a present for the dear old Douiiuie. IIow provokiug I It is due the good woman to say, that her temper did not sour on this trying occasion. 1'erhaps Belly who was reputed to hare 'good mother-wit,' did not give it time, for she broke the silence. "Mother, I had a dream; and I don't know why, hut it will hang on my miud." "A dream 1 Well, now, of ail things 1 Tell it me, child; for 1 heurd Deacon Van Dyek say, he believed dreams, and spooks, sad such like, to be warnings. But here's father coming to take a smoke, let him hear it, for he's power powerful - ful powerful in explaining such things I" "A dream, ehS" said the old man, looking grave as he took his seat. His pipe filled and lighted, with a thoughtful look, he said, "Go on, Betty. Let's hear it." The blue smoke, as it rose in spiral wreaths from the farmer's pipe, seeming eager to uuite with and dissolve into the azure sky, was finely symbolical of the parity of that girlish heart, from which the spirit offering on maiden " breath, Like (iloai Inaemft from a oenior old, Boomed taking dihl Iron, Iwoi without a death." "Father," said the maid, "I have more faith in the iniuUtry of uuseen angels, than in these troublesome dreams." "Well, now !" exclaimed the matron, "if Bet Betty - ty Betty ain't preaching to her father, who's been ao elder of the church four times." "Go on. uirl with your dream. I know best ahont these thinas," urged the farmer, Thus overcome, the maid obeyed. "Well, father, I drer.med that it was morning, and I was looking at the old rose-tree, and a pretty bud came out, and this, on a sudden, burst into a beautiful flower, aud then all at once, this flower became a dark, mournful looking some some-thing, - thing, some-thing, which I can't describe. And 1 awoke eryiug, for it affected me very much. "Yon don't know what that black aomethiny was, eh.child'i" asked the old man, thought thoughtfully, - fully, thoughtfully, knocking the ashes out of his pipe, and depositing it in the roomy pocket of his ample 'waistcoat. "No, father," was the answer. "It wa'rut a bear, nor a wolf, nor nothing o' that sortl" suggested the matron. "Oh no, mother. Nothiug that I can do do-scribe." - scribe." do-scribe." "Well, now, if that ain't orfully queer?" exclaimed the old lady, spreading her hands, and pencitting her kaitting to cease for a good half minute. "Wife, priug me your specks aud the Bible, said the farmer." The 'specs' were well rubbed on the 'gndo vrow's' apron, and st length placed on .Hr. Van Antwerp's nose; the seur opened the oracles, and examined the subject of dreams. He read straight that of Nebuchadnezzar, with its inter interpretation. - pretation. interpretation. But it afforded no aid. Nor fared he better with Pharaoh's, Jacob's, and Joseph's, Closing 'the Book' in disappointment, he said the trouble was, that they were all men's dreams, and thus eouloVnt throw any light on a girl s dream. It was plain that he must ven venture - ture venture an interpretation out of his own head. Slow, ly laying his glasses on the table, and deliberate' deliberate'-ly - ly deliberate'-ly refilling his pipe, to which the vrow applied a lighted chip, then taking a few whiffs, iu un unusual - usual unusual energy, he spoke ua"The morning means the wedding day. The d means the maid. The flower means the iuh: and what, the Hack tomelhing means, wilder me nor dander and blixen knows." This rather disappointed the matron, who rrioiocd with, "It must mean good, whatever it is. I've 'Book' proof for that: for Betty is an obedient lass, aud Benson Kiting is a pious lad. So there must be a blessing. 1 And if he wa'n't he shonld't have Betty. Bnt row, but whit do yott mak of that'iiW something! '" "should think it was something to be after the wedding. I've heard Beuson say, how he'd like to have the plot where the bla'ik-walntit-tree stands Who knows but " "Now just stop, old woman," said the far farmer, - mer, farmer, smoking most desperately. "Stop, vrow, I know all about it, and perhaps mought tell yon, if you'd let a body get a word in. Betty's dream means that she is to be a maid, and a wife, and with Benson, is to get the black- I walnut plot somehow or other, and all in one aey. Again were the ashes knocked out of the pipe, and it deposited in the spacious pocket of the huge 'grizzly gray' waistcoat. The dream-seer was satisfied and mi.cn relieved. . e " "I tell yon, Trow, I don't like it, that Dom Dominie - inie Dominie Von Twiller's not going to marry Betty nd Benson." "You're my way of thinking husband. It's an orfnl pot-out. But they say ha can't be had. They've sent Pompey for the Church of England minister, a few miles up. I hear he's godly sort of man, tnd that's great thing," , - "Why see, old woman thy Ye crazy I ' Ain't Benson a liberty man; and ain't we all 'gainst England, tooth and naill And you want to hav my daughter married by one of these fel fellows - lows fellows !" And the old man was so aghast with indignation, that he forgot the extra whiff of smoke, for emphasis. . 1 "Nay father, we are sot opposing England, bnt its oppression) and the English Church, Dominic says, has good and wholesome doctrine like onrs," interposed the maid. ,

timber, they are particularly cautious to hug the shore as close as possible, to enable them I o get within the slide on either side of the river. To those unacquainted with the difficulties of couveiiog timber in safety over falls, 1 will mention, that slides are inclined planes, over which certain number of logs tied together, aud called a crib, are conveyed through a dam. Before the construction of these slides, which were the invention of an American, (Philemon Wright,) timber was allowed to run over, or was almost entirely destroyed in the Falls of the Chaudiere. 1 have seen large rafta broken loose from their moorings in a storm, drawn within the vortex of the current, dashed amidst the rocks of the Falls, sud come np in splinters, like a bundle of laths under the pressure of cart wheel. Overhanging the cauldron is a bare rock, whose foundation, worn out by the rushing waters, seems as if every moment, to stive wav. thereby be plunged into th gulph beueath and on the other side an impassable torrent. A few rods below the Falls, swings securely a beauti beautiful - ful beautiful suspension bridge, the first one, it I mistake not, that ever was built on architectural nrinei. pleaou the Contineut of America, and from its centre, can be had a perfect view of the torrent and sublime scene. I was residing in the sprint-of the vear. 1847. at the village of Hull, opposite the'Chanaiere reus, pracusu 2 A4W: poor practice 1 lonnd n the beautiful but desolate reition. One morn ing 1 was whiling away my ennui by looking at the majestic spectacle before me, when bit attention was called at seeing two men on crio oi timber, working with might and Mam, at their oars. I at once perceived that they had got without the channel of the dam leading to the Blides, and were eudeavoring to prevent themselves from being drawn into the current of the Falls. But vain were tbeir effort. Swiftly and impetuously were they dragged to waras, apparently, an inevitable doom. I gasp gasped - ed gasped for breath! my eyes grew dim ! Safe! safe! cried I, as 1 saw one of tbe men making a des perate leap towards a projecting piece of land. out me treacherous dislauce of tbe waters had deceived him and his body dashed in an instant on the rocks below, had given np its soul to u trentor. l looked at lbs ether. ViM e coolness and presence of mind od paralleled, h still grasped his oar, and I conld see him with almost supernatural strength eudeavoring to di direct - rect direct the crib towards the rock I hare mention mentioned. - ed. mentioned. Another instant, and with a crash his frail conveyance struck the rock. A momentary swell of the waters carried him away, and Jean Uatute Fallardeau stood still a living man on the bare rock. Yet who could imagine the feelings, who coald fathom the thougnls of this man iu the present position! On the one side was an abyss, wherein to plunge was certain death, and ou the olher a raging impassable tor torrent - rent torrent of waters. The whole population of Bvtowu and vicinity had been aroused; men, woman, and children. came in crowds to the scene. Various were the projects proposed to rescue the unfortunate man from his perilous position. When, at last, Scotchman present suggested is the only feasi- Die moue, the construction ot a reruvian bridge. To this end the object was to have a hawser passed over to the rock. To effect this a gnn was loaded with a ball, to which was attached a small string, but after many ineffectual dis discharges - charges discharges it was found that the ball in passing out of the barrel cut the string. The Scotchman seeing this, took up a pebble, and tying the string to it, threw it with precision within a few teet of Fallardeau. Me perceived the ob ject, and drawing the line soon grasped large rope, alter which cam a strong hawser. In the clefts of the rocks the broken crib had been plunged, aud some of the pieces standing nearly upright, he with cool intrepidity proceeded to secure the hawser thereto. A triangle was then raised on the land to elevate the hawser above tbe torrent, and a larg, strong iron ring passed through, the hawser was conveyed over to him by the above mentioned means of small line. To this ring was attached t strong cord, having a couple of yards peuding therefrom, and the olher end was beld by the stout arms of some two hundred men. iallardeau, who eould not hear anything that was said, from the roar of the waters, seemed perfectly to understand all that was done in his behalf. Fearlessly ad vancing amidst the rushing waves, he delib erately proceeded to tie himself under the arm sud round the wrist, with the end of the rope hanging from th ring, then eatching hold of (he Tatter with lis hand aud doubting his body. so that his feet touched his arm, he swung biru biru-Belf - Belf biru-Belf from the timber over the torrent. Two hundred brave fellows, at this moment pulled with a will st the rope. I will scarcely forget the scene. Woman aud childred in the high highest - est highest state of excitement were on their knees, but their cries were drowned in the cheerful "ho ! ho! pull away boys, of the men. The venera ble priest of Aylmer, who happened to be cross crossing - ing crossing the bridge at the time, slopped, end rising in his carrisge, with uncovered head, his grey locks floating in the wind, repeated the prayera for tbe dying. A lood aud agonizing cry suddenly arose. The triangle on the shore had given way, and f allardeau was precipitated In the torrent, but with quickness aud rigor it was again raised and he stood on the main land, rescued from what had seemed an inevitable doom. To this day, for aught I know, the rock (till bears the name of Fallardeau.' rock. IT Smithefs on going home the other night. was run against by three story house which was chasing lamp pott np Canal street. . On coming too, he thus reasoned with himself; la that mod, (hiccup) or is it brains? (hiccup ) If it's mud I'm mortally 'toxict'ed. It it's brain I'm slightly dead (hiccup,) that's all." nnen we leu ne wa trying to penned free stone stoop that it waa unconstitutional to leave awning post ont ol doors after night nightfall. - fall. nightfall. IT A State Native American Convention, in Pennsylvania, is to be held on th 30th of Jane, t Harrisborg. Their National Convention i onth 4thol Jnly. , i

. ,.,-..,11 loving, lilt) .Hiking of hutuls. ft tin st av youth broke away from the iuir maidens, all pale with mingled smotiin. "My Betty," said the noble swain to his bride, who, wilh a death hne on her faee, had sunk into a chair by his side; "my Butty, love for my bride says stay, but love for my country says ao. Which shall 1 obey. "tour country 1 Benson," said the maid, In a firm, clear tone, like one determined, as she rose erect in an instant. "Your country ! Ben son," she repeated. Eear nol the issue, my hns. band. We both fear God; aud ha will be a wall of fire around yon, and will see that the winds bl'. w uot too roughly on me while yon are gone. 1'he two aged parents stood like mutes in consternation. The clergyman, astouished at the energy of the frail, though beautiful being betorehiin, ejaculated, "What wondrons power in the trust of God I Truly, saith the Holy Book, 'The secret of the Lord is with them that fear him!'" Ti e work of a moment, and that gentle crea ture had burst from girlhood into womanhood. It was not a bud bloumiug into flower; but the slender sapling becoming on the instant vig vigorous - orous vigorous tree. And while her yonog hnsband stood pressing both hands on his eyes, which shed hot drops like the white sparks falling from two lire balls, tbe hands of the maiden bride at attached - tached attached to the person f the bridegroom patriot the accoutrements of war. "Go, my Benson and while vou are away. I will pray God for you. The wedding suit could not be belter worn than in the cause of freedom." "May God keep you," said the yonng man with difficulty, for he was almost choked. Em. bracing the bride, he kissed her fervently. c eelmg her torlitnde sinking, that gentle-being hung upon him like a lily on Us natural stem. Gently separating himself, the young volunteer for freedom reached th open door, end with averted face, lest his resolution might fail, aud his flowing tears be seen, he waved his right hand behind him in token of Adieu, then broke swav wilh his comrades, leaving the bride, her aged parents, the good minister, and all maiden guests absorbed in tears. The clergyman, as if he had forgotten some- : V'lZ'p.ttu. et Off the roan -sidi. ern.i as fl,e lit- h company were about turning rock iu th cstance, the venerable man cried out with a so lanu voice: "God's great blessing be on yon, yi brave sons of our hope I The God of battles i with yon; 'lor the Lord hath sacrafice in Buzrah, and a great slaughter in Idumea !' Jlhovah, Lord of hosts, speed yon, and cause ytu to come again with conquests, 'tiora Edom, and with died garments from Bozarah.' " I "Oh father !" said the bride, recoiling at the remembrance of her dream, ''that dark and mournful lomething!" , The old man, shook his head. Bnt not a word. "Oh, sir," said the maid to the minister, her own bauds clasped iu the attitude of snpplica snpplica-:ion, - :ion, snpplica-:ion, "won't you pray for my Bensonl" And all knelt down. What a group ! The aged and sorrow-striken parents the sobbing maidens the bereaved bride, like a lone lilly among the flowers the faithful slave, hit eyes red with crying the venerable servant of God, like the ancient Patriarch, pleading wilh Jeho Jehovah! - vah! Jehovah! Nay leave the scene lor angles to steady and admire, ' How sublime! a bride iu the dark silence of her bridal chamber, wrestling with Him who dwelleth in the midst of light ineffable, in be behalf - half behalf of a husband of but an hours duration, be before - fore before the stern necessity of war bad snatched from his wedded love! Hide that heart with its wild emotions from the gaze of vulgar eyes, for the maiden's orisons are broken upon by the abrupt tidings that the bridegroom soldier is borne uivay, a wounded, dying mau, iu the jolt jolting - ing jolting march of an eiulting enemy. The black pinions of despair enwrap her soul with the memory of thot mysterons dark and mournful som'tlnnj !' "Ah!" sobbed the bereaved one, "it is now plain that dream " am maiden, wife and witlow in one short dag!" and bitterly she wept. But she has a faith, which is a spiritual he heroism. - roism. heroism. When the whirlwind turmoil of that agonized heart is becalmed enough for utter utter-a - a utter-a nee, with clasped hacds, aud upraised eyes, and voice tremulous with woe, yet soft with hope, she breathes: "God is just and kind and Ron;); and he will not forsake my husband r" ifee-brkht liiihtuina oitrcos the whiW cloud. so that livkg flame from believing heart pierces the celestial azure; and tne Recording Angel at the great White Thorn, breaks off a spring of heavenly amaranth, and with it dip ped in love, on a fair white page of 'the Book Tic .kni.u v.i r fn:tk 'Him that liveth.' "Oh !" said the clergyman, for he had tar tarried - ried tarried over night to condole with the family in their grief, "1 have not found so great faith, no not in Israel! Alas! my friends, when 1 said the Lord hath sacrifice in Borzah, 1 did not think one would furnish the victims. But hi will be done!" "Amen, Massa Goodhesrt," said the negro; "God's will be done. And hehab sib ma work to do. Good-bye, Massa, and Mrs., and Miss Belly." The last seen of Pompey the slave, was his entering the British line. "Ah, said the neighbors, "the black rogue has turned trai traitor!" - tor!" traitor!" t o e e e e ,, "Who is that sad-looking ereatnre, with sash of black ribbon round bcr waist?" was the inquiry mad concerning Betty, who had disappeared in th woods. The inquirer was a venerable-looking man, clad in entire black. He won small clothes, very high boots with black tassels, and three cornered bat. He was of fine stature, mild face and gentle speech '"Sir" said th roan addressed, "she is called in these parts, the Village Widow. Sh es daugh ter to Mr. Van Antwerp, who lives behfhd yon der hickory grove.!'. - '" v "Indeed!" said the stranger, h tamed hi feors in the direction pointed out. "So that' Betty, my good friend Msinheer Van Antwerp child. A Virgin Widow, vruyr.

image toner husband. "Well! well! her's the Dominel" exclaimed the old lady, running to shake hands with th stranger whom we have noticed, and not wait ing for him to dismout, before she began to pour me iamuy sorrows into the iiood man s cares. Again and again was the recital made- as Domi nie Van 1 wilier smoked his pipe in company with the old man. "Mine goot people," said the Dominine. as if ue were addressing congregation; ' mine goot people, ne reiterated in a tone almost oracu oracular - lar oracular "you shall sec dese tinirs just turn out rurbt. God's promises are not meot only 10 be read in y our house, aud preached in his. but to be trust ed in by the hearts of his people. It is to be expected that Betty should 'lament like a virgin girded with sackcloth for the husband of her youth.' But there is good stored np in God's right hand. Why even the primer and com com-mandmeot - mandmeot com-mandmeot agree: "uuejr tbr parent! with thy heart and hand. And thon shall live and proipei in the land " Ah mine friends, it made mv heart faint within me, when I heard that 'our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised,' was destroyed. It was there Betty was bap. tized. But God can make its ashes praise him." And in such method talked Dominie Vou Twiller to the bereaved one, at suitable occasions. The'seasous rolled sway, summer aud autumn and wiuter and spring.and summer oame again. uwas tneanuiversary,ot her wedding-day, aud the night had come and the Virgin Widow sat in her bridal chamber, reading the "Word of God. She read of angels, thus-1"re they not all ministerma tpiril tent forth to mm- fitter for them-who tluUi be hnrt of mlmtimtl ' The revelation' filled her mind so that she heard not the trampling of horses on the road A something whispered the sentiment that. "Young virgins might have vision of delight, And aoit adorings liom tlieir loves receive Upon the honey d middle or the nkht." She gazed from her window at the skv. What constellated glory what lavishmcnt of celestial jewelry! bhe saw an inebriating vision, iter spiritual nature swam noon tbe scene like summer gossamer on rose-odored air. Aud what a chanire! Where are the floods of interstellar aid" Where are those cressets of immortal fire? "The gates of hea ven seem open wide, and the celestial minarets appear, and what seemed twinkling stars, are geutle seraphim smiling through the lattices o heareu like innocent iufauts laughing through their nursery windows. Aud now two large fair angels appear. "Wilh bair blown back, and wings put cross crosswise - wise crosswise on thier breasts." And between these miuistering angels can it be! her own dear bridgegroom! In full advance they tread the star-flowered carpet of tne snowy way. Ibe vision of the spirit is broken, for a voice of earth his hesrd calling to the bereaved one "lome, daughter, cornel "Yes, come, Missy come down, I be Pompey come DacK.and i ve brought something for you. Ue wore dul trod gib me, 1 hab done.. But there was not moment, ere, lke a deer, young JUtuige sprang up aud caught in his arms the sinking girl. Pearly joy-drops fell Iroin those loving eyes, and iu a slow, firm tone went np from maiden lips "1 thauk thee, father, that I have not trusted thee in vain." "Well! well!" ejaculated the old mau, when he did come to his senses, for it seemed that he never would, "it is better to trust iu God than in dreams." Yes," said the old lady, "it's miracle complete, and if the Domini will favor na, we 11 nave a sermon on lt.in tne barn, next Lord s day." "It s the wedding-day, after all, suggested the slave. That starry night threw its mantle of love rnnnil that hriital ham)M, .nJ tni n if rin O angels whispered tender assursuces, s they kept ! their spritoal vigils over the couch of Benson Eltinge, aud his, not Virgin Widow, but Maiden Bride. Ii ilir. 11. The old Dntnh Church on Verplanok's Point wee dettored by the enemy. fbe escape of Eltinge was dne mainly to he faith, fnl ilare. rerkaps we may In a leqnle live Thiiuanl Thiiuanl-aetion - aetion Thiiuanl-aetion al some other day AUTHOR. The Chaudiere Falle. ' aiMINlBCENCI 0' THE OTTAWA. Much has been written and spoken of th grandenr and sublimity of the Niagara Falls, and the beauties of Montmorenci, Trenton, St. Anthony, Passaic, Kauterskills, and Seneca, hare been extolled in prose and verse; but the imposing magnificieuc of the Ottawa, has not called forth the admiration of traveler or of the poet, with the exception of one whose late deal will be long mourned by all the lovers of sweet sonu, who on its bosom composed, , "Ottawa's tide I the trembling moon, Shall see us float over thy surges soon. Baint of this green isle, hear our prayera I ph gn ut us cool heavens and favoring airs. Blow, brtses blow, Ibe stream runs last, Tbe raplda are near, and tbe daylights past." The falls of the Chaudiere (so called by the first Canadian voyageurt, from their circular form, resembling an immense cauldron,) pre present - sent present those imposing view, which aw the mind with the greatness of the Creator. Th river, dividing ftw mile above, among beautiful group of small islands, converges here with lieree impetuosity, crashing and foaming, and with rorerly equal to Niagara's, plunge in boiling torrent into th Chaudiere. In the spring of th year, when the daring tnd tear

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ied cpilnet." It is the thoughtless drooping of a' Sielic gem from the lips of such as are uo poets, eautilul is that virtuous arrow which hauga by golden threads to the shining mercy-seat of the great Sympathiser. Chastened grief is like chased gold, beautiful and precious. In Ihe maidens lace there sat t dreamy intelligence, like the foreshadowiug of future commnuiugs. It was resignation but not forgetfnlluess No. OblivioL could dig no grave for the memory of her husband, for Hope unweariedly held his