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I DEVOTED VOLUME I. THE LANCASTER LEDGER IS PUBLISHED EVERY WEDNESDAY MORNING. II, S. BA1LEV, EDITOR AND PROPRIETOR. TERMS: T<ro Dollars per year, if paid in advance; Two Dollars and Fifty Cents, if paid in six months; or Three Dollars, il payment is delayed until the end of the year. These terms will be rigidly adhered to. h Ad vcrtiscments will be conspicuously inserted at seventy-five cents per square of twelve lines, for the first insertion, and thirty-seven and a half cents for each subsequent insertion. A single insertion One l)ol^. Nothing will be counted less than a square. Advertisers are requested to state, in writing <>n their advertisements, the number of times the}- wish them inserted; or they will be continued in the paper until ordered out, and charged accordingly. ... ? The Law 01 Newspapers. 1, All subscribers * dro do not give express Notice to the ot utrary, are considered as wishing to cor tiuuc their subcrip (.y ti()l|?. 2. If Subscriber* order the discotitiunance bfthetr paper*, the publishers may ocjp^tinn<> to rcii'I them until arrearage **Xre paid. 3. If subscribers neglect or refuse taking their papers from the offices to which they are sent, they are held responsible s till their bills are settled, and their papers ordered to' be discontinued. 4. The Courts have decided that refusing to take a newspaper or periodical from the office, or removing and leaving it uncalled for, is prima facie evidence ol INTENTIONAL. FRAUD. ALL KINDS OF JOB PRINTING EXECUTED WITH NEATNESS AND DESPATCH At this Office. Calf*. From the X. C. Weekly Pott. CARRIE MORTIMER: OH, Life's Vicissitudes. DV FISCLRV JOIINXiV, CHAPTER I. Uionioui! Tlie old clock from its ivy covered tower, had sung the hour of twelve; the far off distant hills caught the echoes and as the lingering notes died away, the) left u train of sad and mournful thoughts It was an hour of rest. All nature wa? hushed in silence, and calmly reposing in tiro arms of slumber. The busy hum o the city was heard no more; the liardv la 9 borer had censed his toils, and all seemed at rest. Ah, no! there were at least two to whose weary eyelids, sleep came not a while others were wandering in the spirit land of dreams, they felt keenly the bittei pai&s of misery and woe. Within a low aud s<piallid room, the furniture of which consisted of a few brok ett chairs, a miserable bed of straw, am)? dilapidated sideboard; the^e was an aged JemAle, bowed down with poverty and dis OMR and a fair young girl, yet in the hey of yonth and innocence. Upon tlx t^^Hof straw, in the last agonies ot death flQyrornicr lay; and, as groan- after groat ^^Hn*d from her lips, the young girl would HEti over her, and watch every movement . ? ,JWjd?Wcii>ate every wish, and anxiously ga? upon her countenance. It was a paiufu eight to witness the deep and untold agon) or the maiden's mind; hut yet, even ainidsi the nainfuliiess of the scene, it was a holy ^fc^tlorious sight, to see the unwearied watchfulness of youth over the suffering! l ite lamp of life was nearly extinguish 4 ?d* tieuih Aloud impatiently wailing fbi Mi victim; in a few abort momenta, ami the aoul of the autforer would be borne . | ? u? ar<l* to Him who gave it existence.? '- * knew that ahe waa dying?knew it l>) O* icy touch of death'* cold Hiigura upon fepr- l>row?knew it by the faiuter throb -A (? of her heart, and by the growing ' Which was gradually overspreading fjv ?J?*- There aeemed to be a load up aft !ier mind?mine burden of which sli? to be rid of; toi often would ah< upon the pale young face of the ail ent watcher, and inoMkier lipe aa if tore veal tome importaolKnt. **It would be?better not to," the woo hi mutter and when naked, "What ia it mother?" alio would ahake her head mourn k fulJv, and answer, "Nothing, nothing."? Fmiding at last, that but n abort time re roamed to her, ahe rained herself upor her arm, and in trembling tores, aak 'Carrie." "llerej am, dear hv<Ji?!c?what can 1 Jgir^ou:" and. eagerly nulling to th< Tubule, ahe atood m if awaiting furtbei ioommanda. "Afotkrrmuttered the woman, "mothor1,?poor girl?and overcome bv #om? inward emotion ahe fell backward updn the bedI TO LITERARY, Willi astonishment depicted upon her countenance, Carrie crazed tinnn ?li? < ,. valid, and whi!o the tears were chasing each other down her cheeks; said? "Mother, what mean you? p jnv poor mother," and tumbled longer to coutrol her grief, she buried her face in the scanty covering, and sobbed as if her heart was broken. "Carrie, child, I am dying, I feel it." said the sufferer, "a short time have I yet to remain; and when I ain gone, who then will tako charge of you, my poor orphan?" f "Don't talk so, mother," said tho strickp en girl; "you must not dio, I shall die too ?1 cannot live without you, and trill not." "Child, child, replied the invalid in a voice whoso tones expressed sorrow: "you are young?trust in (tod,do not give way ! to such feelings, overcome them, and the Father of us all, will he a father to you. ' And come listen, child?bend down and listen?my voice is growing weak?my i eye-sight is fast becoming dim; I have n secret for your car:?I am not your mother!" "Not my mother!" shrieked Carrie.? "Yea, you arc. Who, but a mother would have fondly cherished me?lavished on ' me the fond words of affection, as you have? Yes, you arc my mother, I want no other." "Listen, Carrie, while yet I have breath to speak; draw near, child, and hurken.? It was some ten years ago, that, as I was wandering through the streets of Charles- | Km, in uruer 10 nna purchasers for n>y work, so tiiat I might obtain my livelihood, that I behohl in mv path a jaior ragged infant, whoso eyes wcrfe upturned to me, it^if seeking for pro cction. To leave ' it WhusS consign it to death. Jiarely having sufficient to keep myself from | want, I at first hesitated to add another ! to my misery; but its upturned eyes pre- j 1 vailed, and as its little hands were stretch- ' ' ed out to me, I ela?|?ed it to my bosom, j ami vowed to protect and rear it as my own. I did so, and well have you repaid me. Yes, Carrie, you are that babe; and ' now that I am about leaving you, my ' heart yearns towards you. I leave you in poverty, misery and want, but Cod will protect you." Overcome by the exertions of her rccil- j al she fell helpless and lifeless uj>on the j bed. The task had been fatal; her spirit ' had lied, and there in the silence of the 1 chamber of death, was the young mourn- , er, alone in her agony. Though the night i was dark and tempestuous,as if in unison ! with her grief?though the rain poured in j , torrents, the thunder pealed along the vaults of heaven; and the incessant Mash- I es of lightning added tenfold horrors to the scene; yet the bereaved one, the motherless girl, the helpless and unprotected, | heeued it not. Tiie tumult of the element-, were calm and trniupiil, compared to the feelings of utter misery which raged within her bosom. With her cheek pressed against the scarce colder one of the dead, she remained for hours totally unconscious. Complete desolation reigned in her heart. She was torn from the lifeless body; and ' w hen the corpse was consigned to the ? | tomb, she was cost houseless and friend ! j less upon the world. She was, indeed, 1 plunged into misery; but the Inst words * | of tliu dead still runj' in licr ears, "Trust k in Cod," and with n hopeful and bursting 1 heart, she entered the busy scenes of life* chatter ii ' It is sad?yet experience proves it to ; be true?that the unfortunate find few ; friends. There are those who make great * pretence to philanthropy, who will bestow a large sum for tho puqiose of clothing the ragged \ agabonds of some foreign ' empire, yet refuse to east in their mite to prevent from starving the poor of their | own land?yea, of their own vicinity.? Over the threshold of poverty few friends soldom pass, and therefore, it was that, Carrie, was neglected and forgotten.? ' There were some who regarded her with ' pity and with kindness; hut othcra would ! point the finger of scorn, And apply the insulting epithet of "little beggcr. Hut ? she heeded tbem not Possessing a voice, ? the sweet lingering tone# of which were ' like the warbling* of some sweet bird, she, with her scanty means purchased a second1 hand guitar, and day after day would she * roam the streets, and sweetly sing her songs. All, as they heard tho witching * strains, freely opened their hearts as well as purses. There was something so holy in the meek expression of her blue eyes ' ?something so heavenly in her sweet warbling*, and somethipg so attractive in ' her modest deportment, that every heart felt compassion for the orphan, and with a willing hand relieved her wants. She 1 was now able to provide for herself, aotne comforts of life. Having rented a small * room, in an olacuro part of tho city, her nights were spent in the cultivation of her mind, and the improvement of her voice. Hrighter days were dawning. One evening, when returning from her wanderings, as she entered her room, she fancied she heard a grow* Her heart was ever alive to the ones of misery., and she ' listened with anxiety, so as to bo ablo to > ascertain froin whence the groans proceeded. Again and again were they repeated; and silently opening her door, she followed the direction of the sounds. After J ascending two pairs of ricketty stairs, she topped before ao apartment from whence the eriee of suffering caine. At first, hesit taling to enter, she stood in doubt; but 1 as heart-rending groans broke upon her r ear, she could no lougcr hear them unmoved, and pnshing open the door, enter ?dAhe miserable room. > Jnfee scene which pi mooted itself to the t sight of the young girl, was truly pitta we. i R<; npjK nrHme <* deep and untold fLmnt COMMERCIAL, LANCASTER, C. H, SOUTH misery, aud poverty and pallid want were stamped upon its furniture. Within a corner, lay upon the floor what might be taken for a bundle of rags; but which, upon close inspection proved to be a human body. Shuddering at the horrid sight, she unconsciously drew back, but retraced her steps as fresh cries came from the object which had so awed her. It was a female in llin nf ! prcssion of her countenance, and out of the depths of tier brilliant eye, n kindly ! spirit looked. She was, indeed, beautiful: i her features wero not to bo described; yet this charming expression was irrcsistablc. Her voice had improved in volume ami sweetness, and vibrated upon the listener's ear like the soft tones of an ^ivolian harp. It was not to t>e expected that a gift so valuable would be Uiji from the world; her sweet songs and silvery voice attracted the attention of a manager of one of the most fashionable Opera houses in the city. Such a prize could not be overlooked? such genius could not be buried from sight, and ho made proposals to bring her before the public, l'rospccta of brighter \ and happier days now glistened before her. She at once enteral into the ar1 rangciucnt, and on her first appearance i was greeted with rapturous applause.? ' Step by step she gamed the summit of public esteem and approbation; and the whole fashionable world was in a furor of excitement. # MIIavo you seen Um now Prima Donna!" was the general question. "IIow beautiful." "With what sweet simplicity she dresses," was heard from all sides, and from the mouths of ail, her praises were hoard. A glorious future was before her, she had trusted in Ood, and that trust had not been misplaced. CHAPTER III. Caukir Momimrk was now the eontro of attraction. Butterflies of fashion throng ed around ber and sought to win ber love, but ajis heeded them not. Schooled in ! adversity, she well knew upon what tbc protestations of such men were founded ; and without giving offence she would dispose of all such, in a manner which ah lowed of no further argument or objec tions. But there was one on whom she looked with a favorable eye, though unconsciously to herself. His devotedness, his delicate attention, so opposite to those of her other admirers, had woo her heart, but as yet the words of love were unspoken. Washington Finley was ono every way worthy of the love of a peerless creature like Carrie. 1'o?oaessnl of a noble heart, it was alwaye open to the unfortunate, and none went away unassisted. Having made the toor of Europe, his mind was stocked with valuable infortnation, and being in pnucios of an income sufficient for a oompeteocy, be had resolved to marry as soon as ha wild meet with one having such oualitim aa to lender bim hsppy. Though displaying daughter*, and mannvtring mothers had ? ? ~ v. uvwm.mv WUIIWJII* anee, though haggard with disease, yet bore traces of former beauty; and a certain expression which gleamed from her eyes, boro evidence that she had figured in a higher circlo <>( life. She was dying; and as groan after groan burst from her bosom, she would throw up her arms and strive eagerly to clutch some unseen object. As she turned from side to side in her struggles, her eye fastened upon the face of Carrie, and while an unnatural tiro lighted up their orbs, she cried out? "Who are you, who thus intrudes; whence come you! Away, away," and so saying, she uttered a groan which seemed to rend her bosom. Softly approaching the invalid, the young girl spoke in tones of kindness, and stooping down smoothed tho sufferer's pillow, and bathed her fevered brow. \V liile thus engaged in this net of charity, her long silken tresses broke from their fastening, and fell luxuriently over her neck, disclosing a mark behind lin?- now " 1 1 ..... v?.i, ?*iiiv 11 nnn iiuswirt perceived uy the woman, than fixing her gaze full in the eyes of the girl, she muttered, "Yes, yes, tis she." Alarmed by the strange nnd mysterious actions of the woman, Carrie felt some misgivings; alone with one of whom she knew nothing; thoughts of some unknown evil preyed upon her, but soon stiffiing them, she continued her acts of mercy. "Child," muttered the old woman, "who is your mother? Come hither and relate to me your history." Then gasping as if for hrcatb, she muttered, "Tis she?tis she." lu trembling tones she was informed of the young girl's history, and as the narrator related now she was saved from starvation by a kind triend, she could no longer control the emotions which jiossessed her; but raising herself upon her elbow, cried out? "My rhild?my The truth at once broke upon the mind of Carrie. "This," she said in a low tone, "is my mother. Thank Cod thnt lie has led inc to close her eyes in her last moments." "My child?my own dear daughter," I spoke the dying woman, "I have not i strength to relate how or why you were 1 forsaken; the tide need not be told?it is | one of Itetrayod love and devoted atfec-' tion. Hut thank heaven, I anco more j pn*ss my child to my heart, and die in a ; I daughter's arms." I It was too much for her weak frame to bear?nnd a lifeless corpse now only remained. With a daughter's holy love, Carrie pnid the last sad tribute of affection; and ah she turned away from the silent "city of the dead," thoughts of lone I ideas crept over her soul, and she keenly felt the hitter pangs of her friendless nnd unaffected state. She was now in the prime of her youth nnd^K-nuty, sorrow had tempered the ex *1 > *'' , AGRICULTURA CAROLINA, WEDNESDAY II spread out snares to entrap the ricli Mr. I* inley, yet all were in vain. His notions of aristocracy were at variance with those of his fastidious sisters, and great ^ains were taken by them to onrince him of his folly. 44 Why, Wash.," said they,"** is it possible that you escorted that opera singer home last night f?Are you loosing your senses t" 441 believe I am in a sound state of mind, my dear sisters ; I did tee Miss Mortimer home last evening, and at I entered her quiet, pleasant littTo parlor, I had a great inclination to make her your sister in-law." 44 Good heavens, brother, how you do talk, remember tho difference between your situations." 44 Difference," replied Wash., "why wo are all Americans, born free and equal, with no distinctions, save that of good and evil, the educated and the ignorant." " You forgot, brother, the principle | distinction between the rich and poor." 44 A distinction which should not be noticed, and which in fact only exist in the minds of the low and ignorant. But let us drop the subject, my mind on that point is unwavering, and I shall choose a wife from that sphere which suits me." Night after night, found him at the side of Carrie. Upon tho altar of his j heart ho had excited an idol, there to remain until the shrine upon which it rested was crumbled or crushed. She had given to him her devoted and holv love * but vet she was not happy. She knew that liis friends opposed him, and woman's pride eame to her relief. Slia strove to smother the fiery flames of passion w hich were consuming her; and to fppear cold and formal, while her heart teamed for the rich return of his love, fcuch is woman?her pride is stronger than her love Though her heart breaks in the stru ;gle, and her hopes of love are wrecked, yet pride sustains her until death ends the contest. Thus for a season did Carrie battle between the two conflicting emotions of love and pride. On one sido was enlisted all the warm feelings of her heart, her inclination and her wishes ; while on the other, pride, with all its train was arrayed against her. The contest was long, arduous, and fearful, yet decisive; fche resolved to sacrifice happiness, blias, yea everything to satiate the crating* of her woman's pride. The plaudits of the world fell unheeded upon ner ear?the praises lavished upon her were unnoticed. In the channels of l*v own heart mm had triuls and griefs of which the world were ignorant. She assumed a cold demeanor towards Finley, when in his presence, but when in the solitude of her own room, bitter tears would chase each other down | her cheeks?then it was, that love was triumphant, and prido was conquered. The change in her deportment was not unnoticed by Iter lover, and in vain he attempted to form Home cause for it, and resolving in his own mind to probe the matter; lie tortured his brain to frame an excuse for her altered demeanor. Having come to a determination to offer his hand and fortune to Carrie, he patiently waited for the opportunity which the next night would bring. Ilia dearest hopes, his happiness, his all, was stnkod upon the attempt, and with a throbbing heart he resolved to stand the hazard of the die. clla1*tkk iv. It was a night of triumph. Never be fore had she shone with such splendor, and I sang so sweetly.?Arrayed in a simple ; white dress, showing to advantage hei many charms, she appeared like an angel of light; and when her voice warbled forth its tones fof sweetness, showers 01 boquets were strewed around her, and she was borne off the stave in triumph. Twai her benefit night, and some said, her last appearance, for having amassed sufficient to make life comfortable, sho was about taking leave of a profession which necessity, rather than inclination, had forced up on her. The performances were over?the curtain had fallen?the audience had departed?and eager with fond anticipations, Washington Fiiilcy stood by the side ol Carrie. In silence they wended theii way ; her heart was too full for speech, and his, also, with thoughts of his probable fate. On entering her room, so tastefully, sc neatly decorated, he threw himself upon a chair, and seizing a book, appeared puuigeo in mougm; nut ?uuneniy closing it, he sat by the side of Carrie, and by a delicate tact won her to speak of herself ai he had never done liefore, not of her early life, for that already was known to , hiin ; but of the influence of their scene* I upon her feelings and character. Noticing a tear upon her cheek, he gazed upon her with undisguised tenderness and said.? " You tell me, Carrie, that you have found friends everywhere, and yet you weep?you are sad." "Think me not ungrateful,n she replied ; "I have indeed found friends, but they only demand my gratitude ; there are stronger, holier affections which I have which no father or mother will ever call forth." "Nay, Carrie, talk not so; there are those who love you for batter than you i are aware." I A glance from her tearful eyes, was the only answer. j. " Carrie, I am not happy; there haa long been a vague rssiessnevs about me; I want an object to Ions what shall it bo,Carrier gV,- /, Thaw was an unusual tremor in her voice as she replied? " I cannot?must not toll you." 9 - L, GENERAL A [ORNING, DECEMBER 8,1852. "Cariie, dear Carrie'" continued her lover; "I can no longer hide from you my feeling*; in VHin have I wrestled with them, they have proved themselves part of tny existancc. Nay, turn not away, beloved?oh, how passionately, devotediy l?cloved! Life has now but one object for me, one end to obtain?and that is your love?for that will I strive and hope ; and as the departing sun imparts a richer glow to the sunset clouds, soslial! my lost remaining hope impart its brillinncy ere it sinks to darkness and gloom. Tell me 1 may not fear?that you will be my bride ?whisper of hoj>c." In making this passionate appeal, he clasped Carrie in his arms ; and she, overcome by his emotions and her own forgetting all but her love, conscious only of I the bliss that she was beloved, she had in the intoxication of the moment rested her head upon his bosom. It was but for a J second ; in the next, she struggled from his arms, started to her feet, and sinking in a chair, buried her face in her clasped hands. Surprised and bewildered he rose from his seat and drawing near to her said in low, tremulous tones? M Dear Carrie, what means this ? you do not refuse my proffered love." Removing her hands from her face, she said, in tones expressive of sorrow? "Mr. Finley, oh, how could you speak those words to me ?" * " Why not Carrie, they are Irom the depths of my heart. Are they then so terrible to you !" "Oh, Washington,"?it was the first time she had so styled him' and a thrill of joy darted through him, as the sweet sound fell uj>on his ear?"Oh, Washington they are, indeed, terrible words. Cod knows how much I love you, and they must separate us forever. Think you that I would become the wife of one, whose connections looked upon me as unworthy the alliance? No! No!" " Carrie, my own dear Carrie, talk not thus ; have I not a right to act independently of all my relations ? am I not permitted to judge fer myself? is our happiness to be at the mercy of others ? and as he spoke he drew nearer to her side. 'No Carrie," ho continued, "we shall be happy in spite of all opposition ; and rest assured that when once united they will hail yoi as HIV bride. ODenlv and cheerfnllv. Yes I ? ' t ? J ' ~ dearest, you shall be more?we shall nevci part?I will never leave you." Ho clasped her in his arms, and overcoming liet feeble resistance, drew her again to his bosom and pressed his lips to hers. Lov< triumphed. One by one her objections faded before his entreaties, and ere he left, she had promised to be his own, bii beloved bride. They were to proceed U France, keeping their marriage a secret 1 until a year had elapsed. When Washington Finley sealed hi vows with a holy kissof lova,nt.d receive ' a heart's devotion in return; the summ of his hopes w as renchcd?he was happj He returned home with joy throbbing si his heart, and hope beaming in his eyes.? Carrie loved him, and sustained by tlisi , assurance he could contend against th world. Life was before hiu?not a life c sickly pleasures, but of joy and bliss ur told?a life to which the crowning jo should be given by the love of his own, d< voted Carrie. Chapter v. Two years had fled, and time from o his heavy wing had scattered cares andjoy alike upon the world. The sisters < I Washington Finley were established t , their heart's content. A fine house, Frenc [ furniture, maguificent carpets, splendi carriages, and a host of servants were tli lot of both. They had occasionally hear p from their brother , who had gone t , Paris. The Prima Donna had disaj | peared, and none knew whither. Within a room gorgeously furnish? ' oil tui ?,i? -? ?? mo. nmi mi iijv niAuim vi iiivuuiu niv nut .mai ' Washington's youngest sister, seated 01 ' an arm-chair deeply interested in the cor tents of Uie last now novel. While thu engaged the door glided back, and he sister Alice entered the apartment. "Ah, Mary, I have go<xl news for you Wash, is coming home, and what do yo' [ think? He is going to bring with him i Parisan wife. With a shrug of the shoulder*, whic! \ plainly told of indifference, his sistei said? ( "I hope it may l>e so, but then, he ha | such queer notions of pride, that te I chances to one. if he does not introduce , wife, with whom we shall be ashamed t ' associate." , "Ah Mary, I have you there," exclaim* . Alice. "Wash, has married a perfec , angel: she is the star of all the fashionabl , circles of Paris, and won the hearts < . *11.* "Well, if yon are no imisinformed a regards hci, she moat certainly will be great acquisition to our society. Sh , must, indeed, be a woman of high ran ! to be admitted in such circles, What i slier "Some eay she is English, some u I French, but only from herself can we L sure of the fact. One thing is cortaii i she possesses vocal powers of unsurpasse i sweetness, and her singing has been pre nounced by the best judges, unequalle< i Nobody knows when she was msrrie* after living in seclusion for a year, the ha| py couple emerged from their retiremcn i and mingled in all the gaities of Paris " Well, well, in a few weeks from no i our curiosity wilt be satisfied; she wi ; certainly be the fsshioan; and I am gla > that Wash has made such a good mate! and aaeaped from the lueahet of thi Opera smgir* "Yes ao am I, and a moat fortunat escape it was* rlrn'tr. ND LOCAL INr A few week* later and once again Washington Finley stootl upon the shores of hi native land; once more lie was among the free, and felt within him the throb bings of a freeman'* heart. With hast) stejw he hurried to see his sisters, who, in spite of their follies, he ardently loved. "Why, Wash, where is your wife!' was the first question after the meeting t.n.t -1. "I left her at the Congarce house" wYou naughty man, why not bring liei to our housef" said the aristocratic Mrs White. "Or to mine,* chimed in the dignified Mrs (ire)*. "Because knowing your ideas, ant having some doubts of a cordial welcome I knew not with what feelings you inigh receive her." "But Wash ' we have heard sucl glowing descriptions of her?her beaut) and accomplishments, that you could no' doubt for a moment that we would greet her warmly. Let us call on her and wont you?" Not yet, not yet sisters mine, she i: worn out with the fatigue of traveling and therefore, none can see her for two o three days ; l>y that time bIic will hav recruited, and is then to appear at th musical soiree to be given by Mrs Day, 01 Tuesday next." "So, ho brother, you have given upal your plebian ideas, and are determine! t< make your wife a woman offasliion? Well better late than never !" "I have mv own private reasons, aiste nn<l uttnn I*?III ? mo ^mniicu, nc will rt tire to a more private life." "Good gracious, man wliat an opinioi you must have of your wife. Ami d you really think that she will give u all the pleasures of such a life as she not lends, and retire at your word of com inand?" "My wife obeys my wishes in the cours which she is now pursuing, and again tell you that private reasons alone indue me to introduce her into the scenes < gaiety." and here an ambiguous smil 1 played around the speaker's mouth. "P ? the by, what has become of the l'rim ' Donna Carrie Mortimer?" ' "We know not?but eupposc that si 1 has found her level," was the sncerin ? reply. r "And u hat might that level be?" inqu ' red Washington, as a smile of scor curled his lip. 1 "To be the wife of some honest actor c * mechanic," was the rejoinded. "lit ; tell us, when shall we Ikj presented t 5 your wife? * "Not untill the soiree; there you sha ' meet her in all her charms, " and so sa; ? ing he departed. Slowly passed the hours which i' s tervened between the arrival of the e ^ peeled Tuesday. Curiosity was on t lt- toe, but even amidst their anxiety at suspense , they were too fanliitmablr arrive at an early hour, lt was '.ate wh they made their appearance upon t ^ biilliant scene, and as they entered t ? crowded npartment, thronged with bos ty and fashion, their ears were salut l" w ith the sound of a bird like voice, whi y filln/t th? ?: !. ?1- ' ?uv imitu nail IIICIIAIJ f rtliu Hb I *" lingering notes would fall upon the ei all stood in breathless attention to cat the enchanting tones. 'That is \\ asli's wife, you may dope ff upon it," said Mary to her sister, "let s take a view of her," Having her ba )f turned towards them, they failed to t o tain a glimpse of her face; they could 01 h see a fairy form, atti.ed with the utinc d magnificence. The song had ceased, t ie performer was the centre of attraction d the admired of all ; and as Washingt o approached her, with joy beaming up v- his countenance, he whispered a few woi in her ear, then taking ner arm, he dr d near his sisters, and introduced her. J y tonishmcnt was stamped' upon their f< n tares, when on turning they discovei i- that Wash's wife was the Prima dont is Not noticing their surprise, ho scat >r his wife beside them, and as he listen to the warm greetings they gave her, i, whispered maliciously to Alice; u "Well, she has found her level." a "I cry your mercy, Wash, we i conquered. I know wo shall bo friends h shall we not?" and gazing in the bl r orbs of Carrie,- she read there a satisf* ' tory answer to her inquiry. M Washington Finley had obtained 1 n ends ; he was satisfied that the beaut a grace and talents of his angel wife h 0 beer, a match for tho aristocratic notic of the fashionable world; being concio (j of this (fact, he withdrew her from t circles of gaiety and fashion, and in tl e calm quietness of their own peacef ? dwelling, found til at peace which t world cannot give, nor yet take awi R A* he gased within the loving eyes of I ' wife, and felt her soft kisses on liia li; c an she twined her snowy anus arou k him, and sh.*d the light of her pure ( votion upon hia path, he would draw 1 near to him, and in the blisv unspeakal of that hour, would bless the day wh he becamo the poaaesaor of the ho * pure and unwavering affection of 0 no Mortimer, the Opera singer. | At a late festival, a pretty Miss waited ]( an Editor with a pie plate of antique mar > faeture, in theeentre of whieh he espied t t, following interesting couplet: ' 44 One sweet kiss, * Is the prfee of this." j' Thla e:;cited hU naturally amoroua dU| litug, ?nd M m?i u an oportunity preee *1 be motioned the yoanglady te hiid and pointing with hie knife te the llnea, eel e M Your pay ie reedy whenever you pre? your bill." * rELLIGENCE. NUMBER 44 ;| taltof UMing. i Flowers of Truth. Busiccs* is the salt of life. \ irtue grows under every weight inif posed uj>on it. Pride and folly cost many persons more than their necessities. Cowards die many times; the valiant ' tasto of death but once. A quiet mind, like other blessings, is ' more easily lost than gained. Nothing so much prevents our being uaj tural as the desire of appearing so. ' ! The evils we bring upon ourselves are 1 the hardest to be borne. A habit cf sincerity in acknowledging 1 ; faults, is a guard against committing them. Nothing is inorc easy than to do mis1 I chief; othing more ditlicult than to sutler i | without complaining. ' We are too apt to mistake the echoing* I of our own vanity for the admiration ami * applause of the world. , ; The sweet light of friendship is like tlfo r j light of phosphorous, seen plainly when e all around is dark. e Attcction or love is what constitutes tho ii life of every person, tor whatever the affection is, such is the whole man. 1 Generosity exercised towards a bad man > is not charity, but the want of of it, and is I. productive of more evil than good. Love of praise dwells most in great and r heroic spirits ; and those who best deservo 1 it have generally the mo6t exquisite relish | of it. , ' Worldly joy is a sunflower, which shuts 0 | when the gleam of prosperity is over ; p | spiritual joy is an evergreen, an unfading v j plant. | A true man will never rust out. As long as he can thrive and breathe, he will e be doing something for himself, his ncigbI bors, or his posterity. ,<5 I In most cases it is not contempt, but 5f | conventionality, that induces us to pa6sbv lc and ignore what it is not consistent with y gihxl taste to know anything al>out. a The tears of beauty are like light clotids floating over a heaven of stars, bedimming 1C them for a moment that they may shino g with greater luster than before. Let every man endeavor to make oil the i- world moral by a strict performance of his n duty to God and man, and the mighty work of reformation will soon be acconi>r plished. Man should carry lifelike a spirited fal ? con in his hands, allowing it to mount into the ether, and being able to call it back M again to earth, whenever it is necessary. I'll. | Timk ani? Eternity.?We Btep the x. I earth?w o looked abroad over it, and it ij, ! looks immense?so does the sea. What nj ages have men lived, and know but a to small portion! They circumnavigate it en | now a speed under which its vast ],e bulk shrinks. But let the astronomer lie left up his glass and he learns to believe IU. in a mass of matter, compared with which 0(] this gr?at globe itself becomes an impended eralde grain of dust. And so to teach do "s, walking along the road of life a year, a day, an hour shall seem long. As we ch fffow older, the time shorten; but when wo lift up our eves to look bevond this earth. n(] our seventy years, and the few thousands us of years which have rolled over the buck man race, vanish into a point, for then we are measuring Time with Eternity. Beauty of Old Age. Beautiful is old age?beuutiful as the on slow dropping mellow Autumn of a rich >?.n glorious Summer. In the old man, nature r s has fulfilled her work; she loads him with her blessings: she fills him with the fruit* 8" of a well spent life; and surrounded by his children and his children's-children, she rocks him softly a way to a grave, to which ho is followed with blessings. God forbid e<. wo should not call it beautiful. It is beau.e< tiful, but not the most beautiful. There is ,e another life, bad rongh, and thorny, trod den with bleeding feet and aching brow; tho life of which the cross is the symbol; >rc a battle which no peace follows this side the gravepwhich the grave gapes to finish, lie before the victory is won; and?strange l0* that it should be so?this is the highest lifo of man. Look back along the great names of history; there is none when lifo ty' has been other than this,? Weahninister a<l Review. >T?3 J??| A Blessed Prospect hi Thk ties which bind together a family who all have a good christian hope, shall us nover dissolved. Death comes among l>g> them, but we take the Bible in our hands, nd and iuscribe on tbcir tombstone?'Pleasant in life' and in eternity not divided.' One after another falls, until tlw last of tho eiren cle is earriod to his long home, but tho * ?ly, J**ve cannot relaiu them. By and by ar- the family it to meet again?husbands end wives?parents and children?masters and servants are one day to stand within on the ?*tee of the New Jerusalem, all waah>u~ ed and sanctified, and junified in the nam* 4 of the Lord Jeans, and by the Spirit of onrGod, >o- ay akkee Editor remarked In a polemical nt- article, that though be tronM not eail hi? op. do, ponent a liar, he must any, that If the gtmtteid : man had intended to atate what waa nttorfjr snt falae, he had been remarkably anaeaaafttl la hi* attempt. *u--* I * i' yi MmE , i?l