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Pcaooa Pftlinor'w Funilly, The sound of the stage horn flowed in bireet mournful currents in and out of the hollows, and the echoes aiuong the hills oaught them up apd tossed them back and forth through the forest, and they ran in long, silvery eddies up the turnpike, and over the meadows, and across the orchards, till they reached tho ears, and stirred the hnarta of tho nniet little villain; of Wood Stock, whose farm-houses snt in the valley at tho foot of a long chain of hills, like a k -company of pilgrims gathered to worship beforo the shrine of :i vast temple. It was just at sunset, and somehow those long, mournful minor tones seemed the fitting close of the day'sservice?that autumn day which had arisen on the m untain in garments Of sunshine, and marched through m tho hours in beauty and rejoicing, a living "Glory to God!" -the Creator of its good and perfect gift. ^ Bat it was a day fraught with dread and foreboding to thousands of hoiues and hearts in the land, for the voice of war was abroad iu the card), and mothers had strain ed their brave sons for the last time to their bosoms, and seen them go forth to battle, <and husbands and fathers had laid aside the plow and the scythe, and shouldered their muskets, and tai<eii their lives in their hands for the sake of freedom, and in the name of the God of battles. So deep shadows lay on the quiet country thresholds of almost every home in I New Kngland that autumn day, and alI most every hearth-stone was an altar where wntious, loving hearts sent up a cry to Godftr their beloved. Mrs. Palmer, wife of Deacon John Palmer, of Woodstock, stood in the wide, old-fashioned kitchen of the dingy, yellow farm house, which she brought her husband on her marriage morning. She was an ample, motherly. ploftMnt-faced woman, whose whole physi ognomy corresponded with the room. Strings of red peppers and rows of dried apples Were tcstooncd along the ceiling, while a swinging-board, fastened to a beam which divided the hall overhead, was bur sluned with herbs and berries, bums, dried beans, seeds, and a motley variety of do?vi/ict in ?*a Mrs. Palmer's life had slippod over its fiftieth summer, and her Mack, hair was thickly sifted with gray, and there were lines about her forehead, and the siuile in her faded eyes had something soriowful about it, for Mrs. 1'aimer had walked with grief many times ; and of the ten fair boys and girls who had been gathered to her maternal heart, only two remained to her tld age. It was a small family nndcr the roof of the old gray homestead on earth, but a larger 011c in that golden upper homestead whose blessed threshold is never ^darkened by the shadow of death. Mrs; Palmer paused as her ear caught 1 the faint sweet echoes of t e stage h >rn. I and she deposited half a dosen freshly boiled doagntiuts in the pan on the table. w murmuring to herself. " .N?w, i'?r all the world, if that isn't the u.aii coining in ! Who knows but what there may be some news irom Reuben V Ah ! if you had heard how her voice lingered over the natno, you would have known she was his mother. H I Wonder if that boy'11 take any sort of care of himself,' continued the fond mother., dexterously convolving several strips of dough aud placing them in the large iron ; IrAftln wlnivK ?l? . 11- dill?.1 ? nwvw UVUI HIT HIT IIIICII Willi ' boiling fat, which indignantly snapped and ; sputtered at their intrusion. u If there was a fray, he'd be sure to be foremost, for he al'ays was poking his head into all sorts o' danger, and never seemed to foci quite so content as when there was a clianoo o' getting his neck off his shoulders. u I never could exactly sec where ho got his harum-scarum turn, for his father was al'ays a sober-mi ruled man ; but it was a ma *in' how he'd besnrtin to oome out straight I never bad an easy hour for the first ten ^ years of his life, for fear he'd be brought home with broken limbs; but arter he'd gone through with what would kill a dozAt ordinary children, I kinder gave up. L /Concluded he bore, a charmed life. . " Bless his heart! my brave, handsome hey never gave his mother a cross word | in the world ; and I saw the tears a shin-1 i&p'.under his lashes that uornin' when he . hissed me good-by, afore he started for the -though he talked so bold and cheery ' about his coming back a oap'n or a colonel. : ? t? ? roor lenow : I hope lie won t get the rheumatis campin' out at night, ami they .say they have to put up with fare such u* wo wouldn't have tho lace to offer to a smart tdo?. 1 wish I could do up a paper o* these doughnuts for tho boy, ho id'ays wits fond of'cm. Hear inc ! them cakes are burn in," dipping her largj tin ladle into the , boiling fat; " hut it al'uys Uustratcs me when 1 get to thinking o' Reuben.?I'm , reminded sometimes o' what Parson Hunter suid to nit;: Miss l'uliuer, you inusn't make an idol of your son. Ho belongs to the I<ord.' I know it's true as Scriptur', hut ^ J uun't help thiukiu' the Lord'll show marsy Oh my weakness, cos he's all I've got, and after a great many struggles I've given up tho othet* to Him ; but iny very life is bortnd up in that boy, and if anything should happen to hiui, (Jod knows it would break his poor old mother's heart." And Mrs. Paluier broke down here, and she s down on the old oaken chest, and wip her eyes on the corner of her check apn. Light warblings of some old psalm tu fluttered down the staircase, and then t door opened and a pleasant looking girl bui suddenly into the room. Rebecca Palmer was twenty-two, and t sight of her bright young faco was like picture rejoicing the eyes. Sho was r beautiful, but her cheeks were full of t glow of youth, and the richness of perlV health. "Well, child," said Mrs.* Palmer, takii hor kettle from the crane, "you just busi round spry and get up supper. Your fath and the men will come home clear tucker out, for they've been fellin trees ull day, ai we must get a hearty meal for 'cm. Y< slice up some ham, too, and fry a doz< eggs, while 1 fix up some short cake." "Mother, did you hear the sta e horn asked Rebecca, as she laid the cloth si | had spun with her own hands for the su per. "Yes, and I was kind of impressed the was news from Reuben." "1 wonder what keeps father so ?" remar cd Kebecca. Likely as not he's gone round to the La cm, to learn if there's any tidings lrom t] army." Another half-hour throbbed itself awi in the pulses of the great old-fashion* clock in the corner, and both the worn* had begun to grow alarmed at the deaeor prolonged absence, when they caught tl click of the gate latch, nnd his heavy trca along the footpath. 'ihey saw him stop, as usual, at tl woo 'en trough at the well, and wash h hands there, und then he came into tl kitchen. "Why, father," began Mrs. Palmer, wit a little wifely admonition, "what has ke] you so long? 1 ra'ly began to be scar* atiout you." "And the supper's about burnt tocii ders," added Rebecca, who was in som thing of a hurry to get the table cleared i time forsiuging school. The deacon w. a a square-built, sun-brow ?'d man, with shaggy eye-brows and wcatl cr-beateii face, lie came toward the tab with a slow groping movement, which nt thcr of the nreocennied w mini notir>,? ami he cleared his throat twice before 1 spok e. 44 I was detained a spell 011 some iu itti of my own;" and Mrs. Palmer and Uebcci at once concluded that he alluded to sou bargain with a neighbor. ' Don't you see the chair there, father', asked Rebecca; lor the old man stood st as a statue before the table, though h daughter had just placed his seat at h elbow, and now he sat down without speal ing a word. Why, husband, 1 do b?lievc you're dei to night! You haven't taken your hat oil exclaimed Mrs. Palmer. "Don't, wife, don't;" and the old ina laid his straw hat on the llo >r beside bin The two women heat their heads reve ently over the board, waiting lot the do eou to invoke his customary blessings ti oti the meal, but no sound broke the stil ness. Mrs. Palmer glanced up at her hushan llis head, too, was bent over his plate; ati a stream of can lie-light falling on h face, revealed it fully to her ga e. "John. something has happened to yo tonight," she said, leaning forward at lil'ieil lili'H^lv sK iroliiiiif Im? I'-.#-,. A deep convulsive sort of groan heave out *?f the old man's lips, and both the w men grow white as they hoard it. "Oh, what is it, fa*her' do tell us !" flu to red up the frightened voice of Rebecca Mrs. l'aliner rose and went to her hu band and laid her shaking lingers on h hard hand. "Oh, John, it ain't anything about Re ben?" She cried out the words as one tnig! if a sword had struck snddealy into h heart. Rebecca had set still at tho table, h sweet face struck white with wonder ai fear, and her brown eyes fastened on h< parents ; but now she sprung up, and dm ped down on her knees at the deacon's tec " Oh, father, do say it isn't Reuben !" ar her voice Was like her mother's. Tl deacon opened his lips, hut could not spea lie took the hands of his wife and h child, and covered them with his own tor bling ones. "Ob, Lord, have mercy on m groaned the stricken man, and then the knew. Mrs. Raliuer crept up to her husban and whispered in a faint, broken Vuio "Jest say my boy isn't dead, father, oann t boat to hear anything else." And the deacon made no answer ; l> the great tears fell down his furrowi checks, and it was enough. The tidings of the disastrous battle i bong Island, which closed the summer 1770, bad tilled the land with luournin for thousands of widows nnd orphans hu been made in that terrible hour when i mailv brave \mf>rii>-.iiu ! ><> .1.....I .... a. l j lUJ UU?U UU lilt? IJiJ tie field, and the news of the succcssf skirmish which took place the follow ii month near Kind's bridge, in New Vor was everywhere hailed with gladness ui gratitude, and the little village ol \\"<n? stock bore its part in the general rejoieii on that autumn night, when the stage fir brought in the tidings. The deacon's family was the only one Woodstock to whom the news broug any sorrow, for it was in this engagemc that Heubcn had fallen. He was a gre favorite throughout tho village, and evei heart was filled with sadncsP when it thoug on that bright handsome face lying stai and rigid on the battle field. It wus lato.that evening when Parson 11 ;t ter entered tho stricken house, for fricni and neighbors feared to intrude on its ai ful grief. But the tender hearted o minister could not rest till he had carrir the sweet halm of his love and faith iu their broken hearts. Parson Hunter was a tall, white-haired ol man, a fine representative of the stanch o ?utPuritan minister, but beneath some statoli- 8 ed ness and austerity of manner bent a heart look n. , where wero all fair and fragrant blossoms, strai nc and golden fruits of charity and lovo ; a brok he heart in whose pleasant and goodly paths thcii rst the angels love to walk with their shining in a faces, and of whom they wrote, "Of such "( he is tho kingdom of heaven." u gli >n The minister found the family in thekitch- u wi lot eu where we left it utterly crushed down It he by grief, which expressed itself neither by talk ict uioans nor tears. arou Mrs. Palmer sat iu tlio large arm-chair niur ng before the fire, whero her husband bad twix tie placed her, the crimson light fluttering over hnd her face, which seemed frozen to stone, uiotl inf and her tearless eyes fastened in a blank "1 id gaze on the wall; and it was well, perhaps, rca'l on that alarm for her reason or her life had hear eu somewhat i ivcrted the thoughts of tho dea- Ken con and his daughter from the dead to the drea ?" lvi; g, though it seemed to the minister that A he the last hour had done the work of years able p- on both of thetn. wliei "My friends," said the minister, speak- and re ing in his deep, solemn tones, "I should sinci not have como into your house of mourning "tea k- to-night, feeling that the Lord could speak couh to your hearts better than 1, remembered A v- that it was twenty-tour years ago this very niai< lie month when you brought Hcuhcn up to the thou altar to dedicate him to his God, and I felt A iy that 1 had a right and title to como." And will jd those words unlocked Mrs. Palmer's face, into sn She turned suddenly to the old man as both i's the vision of that SuhLatli morning rose weal ie and walked up its long path of years and her. id stood bef?re her. A "I see liiui ! I see him !" she sobbed out, ly in ie "with the little brov n curls a daucin' round just is his face, and the merry brown eyes blinkiu' heav ie under them. My little Hcubcii ! he was for t the sweetest baby that ever gladdened a j mill. Ill mother's heart.and I was so proud of liini, "1 at nil.] 1 thought (!od would Kinm liim .? hr. I I y 1? ~ %v d the staff of his mother's old age, because 1 breul had given all the others to hiui. Oh, Par- SI a- son Hunter, it can't be true that I shall us hi e- never look into his face again, never hour "( in the sound of his voice! that he's Ivin ofl some thereon the battle-field, and his mother Tl n- was not there to smooth away the hair eage ti- from his forehead, or give him one kis> stain le when lie looked up lor her face for the ehau >i- last time!" wrou d, Theol<l man sat still, overwhelmed by 10 this mighty burst of a mother's agony. 441 He closed his eyes for the tears that til- can't <r mod them, and lelt that fur her he had A 5a neither help nor consolation. Tl ic 4,The Lor 1 gave; and the ' ord lurh taken eoun awiey; blessed be the name of the Lord! " who 'i lie low solemn tones of the preacher, iuat!< ill scarcely ahove a whisper, fell into the sug_ is hearts of the Ilearcrs and stilh d them, as of tit is man's never oauld, as only LLmI a can Hle-s spin k- ed liiblo, words which we read over in the II morning lesson and evening service, and 1 u". it in vcr know th > fullness and richness, the out. depths of meaning there are in them, till glios some aw I ul sorrow of our own touches the dea . ai springs, and then we go in, ami io ! tin se 11 a old familiar passages are like stately r. o:n knev ir- resting on massive pillars, and garnished 44( a- and adorned with ail fair and beautiful be p p- thing-; or they arise before us l.ke gardens A il- filled with trees, whose branches are bur- each dened with gold and purple fruits, whose of oh d winds arc full of the breath of sweet flow- M id era, and whose silence is stirred by the dren is voi e of soft fulling waters; aiuid which the the < i soul may walk an l ho refreshed. with iii Oli, muler, tor you, too, noimcr or later, ,S< ill uiust i'iiiih! this time when oil earthly lu>l|> shun shall tail you?when 110 hum.in words can to hi >d he ut ava.l or healing to you, ami in those Tl o- silent ami awlul sorrows, when only the l'alri voice yl (ioil call speak to the heart, you dreii it- too may find what it is to have the windows they ol* the promis a opened, and your soul shall was is- sit down under their blessed shadows and She is be healed. ed; i with u- Days passed away. A young man walk- assid lit ed along the country road slowly and wea- grew is rily, leaning upon a stout oak stall'; his lace nion j was ghastly white, ami he Wore the blue grow er 1 und'iriu ot'the ' 'ontinental-." He had a "\ id ! terrible w mud in his right shoulder, and niak er : had been left on the battle Held for dead, a he; p ' lie opened the hack gate softly, and gazed A t: j all about him?at the wood pile in one c< r- it w. id | nor of the great yard m ar the sunllower lace, le i stalks, ami the small quince trees, which 4,| k. j grew on one side ol the old brown home- got 1 is j stead of Deacon I'nlincr. I good u- j Suddenly the kitchen door opened, and ? ! I llcbccca I'aluier eatne out of the door w ith scan y | a tin basin in her hand, and the man's { heart leaped as lie heard her say, in her Ti d, | quick way ; Lord o, j Never mind sprinkli i* thetn clothes, eneu I mother, I'll attend to it tissooiius I've hunt- j ' ed up a few o' them winter pears to stew that ut for supper," and he saw the light rapid that' :d figure hasten round the corner of the house j 1\ to the old pear tree just in the edge ol the 1 grati ut pasture, which ho remembered climbing so tion of many times in his boyhood, and amid who-*; suhji g, branches he had gathered the fa led bird's ump id nests eveiy fall. He followed the quick was so figure stealthily, and stood still a moment intui it- just outside the bars, and she did not see j ",1 ul liiin, lor her hack was turned, and slio drop- ; loohi ig ped down on the yellow grtisa, ami was fairl k, searching nmid it lor the fruit which the 1 thin id wind had shaken off. I 141 (1- ; "Heeky, llocky, I say?" | brok ig i he turned ipiickly, anil as licr eyes I? !I let y st upon his lace a ghastly pa lor crept over ( ?\ hers. She covered it with a shriek, not SI in loud, lor it seeuiod to lie for very terror in shad ht her throat. cont| nt "Why, liecky, do look up here! Now, *tret at hnvn't yon got a b ttcr wolcome than this warii ry for your brother when he's conic back from for I ht the dead like;"1 hear rk Hut she cowered closer down in the grass, that ami moaned and shivered like loaves in the moll n- old pear tree. hear Is "Sec here, now, what on earth ails you? ded ,v- If you take mo for a spirit, jest look up day Id and I'll be able to uouviucc you I'm honest hous >d flosh and blood yet." to II to lie lilted her up with ono arm, for she 1 bnt was too weak betwixt fright and wonder to Id resist; but the old familiar hearty tones T Id half assured her. Mod be lifted her fuco from her hands nnd ed at her brother a moment with a ned, wild glunco; then the glad truth ;o into her heart, for tho hazel eyes had r roguish glance, though they were set pale, wasted face. Jh, Reuben, Reuben, 1 thought it was ioat!" and she fell upon his neck with Id sob of joy. ; was long before he could get her to rutionuliy. She would throw herarm* ltd his neck, and, huggiug him tightly, luur such tender words over hiiu bet sobs an l laughter, as Reuben l'ulmer not heard since he lay a babe in his icr's crib. You precious durlin' fellow, have you y come back to us alive Y Bless your t, how white and clia lgcd you are! Oh, ben, darlin, is it really you, or am I tnin'Y" nd at last slie grew calmer, and was to tell her brother of that terrible night n the awful tidings came of his death, how tlicy hadn't one of them stuiled j, and how, though his mother tried to r up/' every one who looked in lur face J see that her heart was broken, nd then both the young man mid the leu sat down on the grass and wept us gh they were little children, t last Rebecca rose up. "Oh, what mother say! You must cotuc right the house, Reuben- only p'rap's 1M . r break it to her slow like, for she's ily now, and the sudden joy might kill Oh, there's father!" nd they saw the old Deacon come slowito the vard mil nliirht from hi* ^ ? ?> ** "w,uv before the barn door, and remove the y bags of flour from the animal's back, lie old man hud just returned from the >\V11 go and tell hint first. You just > around the comer of the burn, and i ll k the news," cried Rebecca, to came panting up to her father just u was leading the horse into the barn. )h, say, father, 1 want to tell you? thing's happened!" lie old man turned and looked into the r face of his daughter, and his son, ling a little way off, could see the go which the last two weeks had ight in his face. Veil, what is it my child ?*' k ou'll be so glad, father, and yet?1 ; tell it. Oh, Reuben, do conic here, i.d lie cumc out. "Father!" lie vague superstitions which almost all try | icople held at that period of ghosts haunted their own homes and visits ? Iiy the dead to tho living, at onee . -ted even to the well balanced luind i 1 the possibility <tl lii? son's i returning to him. e tur'cd white us his child had done, he did not speak, and Rebecca cried "Don't be afearcd father. It isn't a , but Ruben's own self, and he wasn't as we all thought." iic long, greedy glance, ami the father r his eliild. Hi, Reuben, my son Reuben, the Lord raised!" nd the father and the son fell upon other's necks, like Jacob and Joseph I, and wept. Ye uiu-t break it to mother easy, cliil, or it'll sartain kill her for joy," said aid man, vigorously wiping his face his pocket haukerehief. i it was arranged that Deacon l'alnu r Id go in and break the joyful tidings s wife according to bis best judgment, lie trio went up to the house; Deacon icr entered the kitchen, and his whilst ood just outside the door, where could hear every word. Mrs. I'diner slicing some a utiles into a wooden bowl did not look up as her husband onterill these long weeks she had gone on her household duties carefully and uously as ever, but with a face which more pale and patient every day? like the faces ovir which the grasses ' and the w inds walk. Yell, Hecky," she said, "I couldn't e out what had kept you You've been iipo' time huntin' them pears." II the life had gone out of her Voice ; is as full of grief and patience as her t's me mother, not lh-eky; I've just mine from Urn mill, and L've hccr'd news." What kind o' news, father?" with rely a faint stir ol interest. Vheni?well, this was froi:. tl e army." ne old woman sighed. "'1 lien this givcii u? another Victory over unity." N ail, not that exactly. It's somethin' eonsams us more nearly?somethin' d give you more joy, mother." jor old man! lie was internally conilatiug himself on the tact and diserewith which he had approached his ret; hut lie could not keep a tone of trihant gladness out of his voice, and lie not astute enough for a woman's quick it ions. lolin,'' who said, turning round and ing him full in the face?a look that y staggered him?"have you heard any g about Hcuhen?" iVall, yes, it did oonsr.ro him?." He e down here. "Keuben, euise in and our mother see for herself." Mother!" ic gave one long greedy look as 1?i < ow fell over the threshold. She [treliended it all in tli.it glance, and cited out her aruis us lie rushed forI; hut they only clutched at the air, teforo she could gather hiiu to her t she had fallen to the floor. Her son was dead was alive again, but the ler's joy was more than her heart could But the color soon came to her fachecks, and at eventide on that happy was heard in good Pcacon I' liner's te the voice of praise and thanksgiving im who in hif wisdom "takoth away, in mercy "r??toretli again " be man who "left his truces in the 1" sold the balance of the harness. Aerolites. A writer in the Boston Traveller given the following interesting account of the visits of aerolites to our world : Aerolites, as the derivation of the word implies, are masses or stoue, which descend to the earth from the regions of our ftllilospheie. They are always apparently enveloped in a "swiftly moving fiery globe of considerable magnitude, which explode" with great noise, and hurls its stony con lent* over largo tracks of our globe. In tome instances the globe has pas ed into our atmosphere am] out again without explosion and without leaving any res'niuin. They are solitary in their lltght, and their | fall is confined to no geographical locality; nor do they descend from any particular regions of the heavens, pursue any common direction, or appear at Hiiy particular sea on of the year. They traverse, usually, | large areas in the sky, and are visible lor some time, and over a vast extent of lerri lory. So fnr as our knowledge of them ox t'nds, their appearance and coin so are wholly fortuitous. Meteors, with which aerolites ate often confounded, uro a class of natural phenomena entirely distinct from aerolites. They are commonly known as shooting stars, from their resemblance in color and magnitude to the fixed stars, from whence they appear to proceed. They ate of regular periodical occurrence, descend ing in groups, sometimes in sli.oven, and come from particular regions in the Ilea tens. They are visible hut for n vert* short tune, describe but a small arc in ibe sky. an I mo seen over a very small extent of territory. They make no noise and '.-are no deposit. i hey are well known to be c.t a harmless charac'er, and txeitu hut little more cuiiosity in their appearance than the (alien Minn -flake*. But the terrific grandeur of a solitaryaerolite moving with planetary velocity in our very mid-i, exploding with the noise of many thunders, ami imrlitur " Iiron globes" and stony masse* iivcr our globe, is calculated to awaken in (lie breast j of every one feelings of awe, and h deep Ami abiding inteutl ill tlicso bodies. The destruction which they are calculated to produce, and the four uutnoiable instance* of mortal* crushed to death iu their fall, tinges their iutcicst with feelings of mel anclioly a tl terror. Tito danger appre lieuded fr< 111 cometaty collision?bodies moving in strict obedience to an inexorable law, and of light and vapory substance generally? is nothing computed with the pn* sibility of the descent of an aerolite *>?t hi d day, from a clear skv, carrying devastation in fla course. No warning precede* it* SMUMtlir. I.Uil tllM klVktlUU** of Us Jesccli I pre eludes t sc ipe. When U is considered that three-fourths itf the sin face of tile globe is covered with water, into which these bodies may fall unnoticed, and with' ul leaving any trace of heir e* sunc, their recorded numbers and the do-lrucii? u lhe\ have produced on a liuiii ted pai I < fit* solid sii' face, may be con?idei i d comparatively great. The earlie-t record ed fail of aerolites is among the Chinese Ft..Ill the year Gil before our era, to 333 a'ter Clnist, sixteen of these bodies are te gi-t. iel a* having fallen; while the (ir ek and tinman authors mention only four dnr ing this peiiod. I lie gieat mass which fell burning 4Go 1?. 0., on ?l\g.>s Foi-uiios, is the most cel. brated of antiipiitv. It is described as being as large as two uii'l stones, and 11 lilllbohll expresses art opinion that, nolw illislaliduig ihe lapse ?>l" 'Jit J 5 \eais. the Thraciau aerolite tutss may vet be found. An aerolite in the beginning < f the tenth century fell into the rm-r at Xarni. and projecterl four feet above the Miiface of ll e water bke a huge rock; and a M mgolian radition i* extant, thai., me'i foity feet in height fed fiom Heaven on a | lain near Hie gn-at \ ellow river in China. In 13<>3 .? laico netoiite exploded hi Xotutaml v, in Km- e?-, ami seatteied Ih--'ioind? of lis trag metils over a region of lliiilv miles squire. I pwanlsof t wo It it 11 1 r o? 1 instances ?.f i Infill I of these bodies in ililli'ieut j>nt? of the world ate recorded. It must Is! ieinaikn-1 that eveli the liitjjiM of the masses found, j whether in aneient or iiioiletn tion-s, am ! hut fiagm- n s of the oiigii al helore the explosion. I hev have beet) vaiion-lv ?-sii | inst il in m/.?\ helore bursting, fioin a few | hiitiilreil fe'-t to seveial utiles. Thcv Hp pro.teh, mill even exceed the magnitude o( 1 the smallest of the asteroids, which is esliina'e l at alt. tit five miles in diameter. The aoioltie mass is usually warm, somelimes heateil to it great degree, when it > lirsl falls. i'ltey all exhihil agemral idenlily in external lot in, the character ami color of the crust, and the chemical com position of their piineipnl constituents, without regard to the epoch or the place of their descent. It is justly considered a singular and striking fact, that aeiolites contain no new chemical element, hut contain the san e as found distributed in the crust of 'inearth. When fitwl found they have a thin Muck brilliant coaling, occasionally veined This peculiar color of the external crust was noticed by the ancients, and there i* hut one recorded instance where it whs wanting. The interior of the mass is usu ( ally of a light gray Color?the presence ??r absence of certain chemical elements, which compose these bodies, trnrytng the degree i ol color. Wiiiiiu (he present century, three great ! aeruli'o.s have attracted lire a'lonlioii of the people of New Ktigland. I lie lirst, which in plod cd near Weston, Connecticut, I )oc 14. 1807, was the subject of elihoiale o?li n. iiion liy (lie celebrated Dr. Ifowdilch, ill it- geometrical and tinttl nic tl relations. The extreme limits of 118 real diameter wa? plac* 1 by Howditch at live ItnmI ?.*<I feel l< r its leant, and one half mile for itr ore itest dm met r. I'llo latuc-l limit is owing to die vatiotn estimates ?T its ?i/.? front the places of ol> servation, they being ! > >* reliable than italtitude and course. The aerolite moved over something none than one hundred and seven utiles, during visibility, at a dis lance of eighteen tniivs from lite carth'i I surface. lis velocity ?;r r.bout tliroe miles per second. An explosion took place over W est on, ii 1 masse* of stone fell, weighing about half a t? n. This could have been but a very small part of the original, which must have continued on its course; and the observation at Weston, of its gradual disappearance, favors the idea. As its course wits southerly, and nearly in the meridian of that place, the other fragments, if it descended, must have fallen into the ocean. The next aerolite was seen all over New Knglaml on the evening of September 80, 1850, and is in some respect* the most remarkable ot any on record. It is sometimes known a* tlie "Jenny Li ml Meteor," on ac count ?f its existence, within the great dome oi the Cambridge Observatory, I eing * first made known by the illustrious vocal int turning suddenly and excitingly away from the gieat telescope, where she was viewing the planet Saturn, near wlrch the neroliiccxploded. The sudden illumination of the field of the telescope, hy the aerolite, was the cnu-e of her surprhe. The writer will never forget the startling effect of the sudden concentration of gienl light in the field of tho comet-seeker with which he was exploring, at the time, a region oftbe lieaveus, quite remote from that in which the iterolile exploded. The astronomers of the ? b-etvalury noted very exactly the place of explosion among the stars, and executed drawings ? f the wonderful radiance itiefi behind, w liicli rem dm-d vi> le planet in different forms for more than an hour. Its course, in the east, was in a northerly direction, l'ue Cambridge and N antucket obeer vat ions made its distance from tho former place at I the time of its explosion about one hundred in les, and fifty miles above the ccean. I'he durati< ii of its light renders this aero lite memorable. un. .i.:_ i -- i ... iic num. huh pronniuv inncti the largest, was that which appeuted on the evening of July 20, 18GU. Its appealance in the early part of the evening was favorable for gen eral observation; ami it appears to have been seen from Montreal to Norfolk, Va., ami fiom Detroit to Portland, Me. Its phy j sical appearance in this viciuity was that of two ceparate nuclei, side by side, throwing olf sparks w Inch made a bright train ot s veial degrees in length. It is somewhat remarkable that the Usual phenomena of explosion was nowhere seen. This is sustained by the fact that as yet no no se was heard emanating from the aerolite. In all I probability it pa-sed on its planetary career. 1'tie approximate calculations of 1'iof. Bond, of (' tmbridge, and Dr. I'erkin*, of Newbury poit, apparently based on ditFerenl ob serv.itions, concur in making its course nearly over the noitheru part of Pennsylvania ami New Jersey, and L mg Island S niiid, with a velocity of about 25 miles per second, at an elevation of 22 miles above the taitll. The magnitude, velocity, and the course of this h<n|y will, undoubtedly, be - very exactly ascertained from the great number of observations made on it during its visibility. The phenomenon is usually *o sudden ami so startling, that it is gone t*.-f.?re tho observer thinks to note its place among the stars when first and last seen, and the lime and duration of its appearance, which w u'd furnish data for the calculation of the elemet.U of its path, in connection with another distant place. Person* observing these birdies would go ally aid scientific men in their investigation of aer? lire", if they would attend to ll.e nothing of the above few simple facts. Cai'Iiick of a Beautiful Marksman.?The 1'aria correspondent of the New Yoik Kxpress relates this singular story: A young, beautiful and wealthy lady, j widow of a French officer who loa; his life at the assault of.Malakoff. has chosen a second hit-band after a sonic what ccccntic fashion. arising either from martial disposition, or the difficulty of a selection between no less :h in ten sighing as| irants for her hand. Madam C. invited the ten gentlemen to breakfast at her country villa, and having I thus united her suitors, informed them i that she would unite herself to that one of them who would consent to lndd in his j hand a watch for her to fire at and break with a pistol, at twenty paces. Nine of the l ] irty didn't eare to run tho risk exacted by this female Travis, hut the tenth, a young merchant, courageously determined to fulfil the condition imposed. Madam ('.loaded her pistol forthwith, and stepped into the garden followed by the company. Tho lw? uty paces were measured, the mercantile hero pulled out h's watch, gallantly refusing one not much larger than a franc,] offered by the lady, and fearlessly assumed Ins place. The amazon took deliberate aim; bang! went the pistol, and down tumbled tho watch, pierced to the cap. The gentleman, unharmed by the adventure, has married the rich widow and bought a new time piece. London and its Growth.?Tho city of London, says the Registrar General, now covers 1-1 square miles. It is equal to three London* of 1800. It increases in population at the rate of one thousand a week, half by births (their excess over deaths) and halt by immigration (their excess over emigration.) If is remarkable ' ' it in London one in six oi' thosj who leave the world dies in one of the public institutions?a workhouse, hospital, ostium or prison, Near'y one in eleven of tbedoaths are in a workhouse. runny Fern comes to the conclusion that - a wouian is better without than with male relatives. "It', ' she Kuj'ft, you have a hue* hand that won't support vou, your father won't help you because you are married, amly our uncle won t help you because you've got a father and brothers, and your k| cousins won't help you because you've got plenty of uncles, and nobody el*o will help ' one whom husband, father, brothers,uncles and cousins surround." I ; Lot the youth, who stands at the bar with 1 a glass of liquor in his hand, consider which he had better throw awaj?the liquor or ?* himself, Tall Cora. W? grow "tall corn" in America. Tbi world in beginning to find it onL E*ery year brings the fuel more and more homo to tbe perceptive and digestive faculties of all civilised humanity*. Like all great . truths, it did not gain credit at once. True, everybody sees it here with his own eVea, but not soon li.e other side of the water. TU# first accounts of the productiveness of Ottf western prairies were read by our Buckinghamshire farmer* with a bo-it as mocli re> spect as the fish stories of the sailor Sin bad. It look even the highest dignitaries of the land a long while to get fairly np to a level with the actual fact. Even at this day there is an ear of corn in the British Mu?e> mil which enjoys a very distinguished eoo* tideration a? a curiosity. It divides altea* lion, we do not say equally, but certainly fractionally, with the Ninevah Bull and Um great Kohinoor. It is a perfect marvel to our cousin John Bull; and ret it lias but n very simple his'ory, and it is not a very extraordinary ear of corn after all. It reach* ed its present distinction something in lliie wire: In the month of January, 1847, at a certain dinner party in Londou, at which Lord John Bussed, Lord Morpeth and insny other distinguished men were prosent, the conversation turned upon the Irish famine; and the remark whs made by Lord John that here- tl joiced that so good a substitute for the na^ i live bieadstutf Lad leen found as Indian corn. Turning to Mr Bates, American partner in the house of Baring Brothers, his Irrdship went on to say: " Why, Bates, some of the cobs have twelve or fourteen rows of grain on them." Mr. Bates coolly replied ; ' Ye*, my lordj I have seen from twenty to twenty-four rows on a cob." "That is a rare Yankecwm," was the I plea-ant retort of the Premier; and tbe whole company shouted in approval. The burst of merriment over, Mr. Baete | bought his peace by a wager of a dinner I for the company all rouud (bat be coabi I prounce sucn an ear. * ' Dona!" exclaimed Lord John; arid the bet was clinched. The dinner panted off. Mr. Bato* returned home, but not entirely At ease. lie bad done a strange thing; for the fr?t lime in hi* life he had made an engagement be wea not absolutely certain of his ability to fulfil, lie had misgivings that be bad rwhlr pledged the honor of his. country. It had been long since he look<*d upon an American crib; and however patiently be winnoweil the cornucopia of his memory, be found thai the cobs of his eailv days had gone glimmering through the lapee of lima among the things that were now so far off tTial he could not count the ro w. Ha was as Plaulus would say, redactu* ad tarda*? in Yankee p.vi lance, hard up." But For tuna favors the brave. It bap|M?ued that a friend of ours dropped in next day at the counting house of the Barings. Mr. Ilatee, witk brightening face, hailed hirn, and mada known his difficulty. "You are safe." was the response; u if I live to gel home you shall have even a bigger ear than you have promised. Our friend G soon returned, and straightway wrote to Messrs. Rogers and Reynold-, of Lafayette. Indiana, telling the story, and begging them, for the honor | of the country, lo come to the re-cure, and I turn the tables on Lord John, show iug them what Yankees could do. in July following Mr. G?? received by express from Lafayette a nicely arranged box, containing six ears of horse looiii corn, two ol which had twenty-nine rows, two thirty-out- and two thirty two. The boa wan forthwith atld>e>*ed to ** J. Ba'es. Em].: care uf Mi-vrs. H iring, Brother* it Go. ship* |*-d by Black Ball Line, care of llie Liverpool House.** It reached its destination, t?4 Lor<i John Uunsell, first Loni of the Trenail rv, thin) ioii of the lute 1 )uke of Bedford by the a?*?ond daughter of George Viscount Torrington, and lineal descendant of I?ril \S illiain Uu?*ell, the martyr of Liberty, "(frknuuhdyctl the corn." The dinner wa? won. Joshua Bates did not perpetrate a *Yankeeism, and the British Mii?enm hold" the trophy. Vine la R*f>uLl lJUC.' .Miss Patterson.?a matter rather singular forcibly impressed itself upon inn i I some Weeks ago, but I neglected noticing it up to the present time. Passing along our streets the next day after the announootnent of the death of Prince Jerome Bonaparte, I saw his wi e?Misa Patterson? now near her eightieth year, walking oat in her usual costume, unconcerned as if nothing had happened. She certainly knew the faet^ but knowing her eccentricities 1 was not surprised, it is no unoons> ton thing to see this venerable lady in thn public marts ajttetjdiiig personally to business. She often collects her owu rents, and takes a tlirt at stock speculations when tha iv...? ? i- -?* - -- - IC1CI in (III. .\l all limes, &U ClOj^Ql crown jewel, glittering with diamonds of the purest water, is displayed upon her forehead, whilst her arms are white, akin smooth and minder as a maiden of aixteen. She is reallyla remarkable woman. There i it a deep stoitisiu and unbending philosophy, coupled with independenoe in her im|Mhi4tioh, which ono out of a thousand, finale, docs not posseea. ll? evMRihnught is replete with favoriti^pl i'o^H^mtv. Republics sho esteems commo^^Brntelut; and now, though a citixea of o^Romain, and without anything spo, cial lojj^iue bcrsolt upon touching imperial I favonjpne lives in the ideal of la belts ! Franc? ller greatest ambition it to heer i of her grandson?young Jeromo?now 1b the French army, rising to honor and ina? perial distinction. A large portion of her annual income, w hich ir? large, is appropriated to his serrico. At her demise, u in presumed, he will iuhcrit her entire for(unci as she is not on terms of intimacy ' with her son here. VW^P'-' Cor. X?m> York Tim**. T.ifo iflpkliine or gloom, just m yof I t'boosu to have it appear, f