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1 # ! ?he Caurastcr Cciiiwr. n PER ANNUM Big willi <li<; \von<lcr?i of enrli pawting <luy. IN ADVANCE I a /uiuilg a?ti }*alilital iituispnprr?Dranttii ta tl)t jlria, ?neiuts, Titnntnrr, firotatiaa, Jgriwitatt, 3attrual 'juiprnnratnts, .fortipn ouil Potutsiit jOtuis, anil tjit 3Marktis. VOLUME V 11 1 . LANCASTER C. H., SOUTH CAROLINA, WEDNESDAY MORNING, SEPT, 21, 1859. N U M B E R 32. Lt i a -* * 11 ?... .. ?>nm ^iitfnj. Her Heart's not There. They've dressed her for tlio bridal. And wreathed her snowy brow, They little heed the sorrow That clouds her features now, And there arc smiles around her, And glad sounds fill the air ; Tin; nuptial hall is lighted, Jlnt. oh! her heart's not there. He loads her to tho.altnr, And breathes into her ear 'I'lie tender vow oft spoken, And answered by a tear. She thinks of one departed.. And brenthes a silent prayer; And tlio* the pledge she llutters. Still, Still, her henrt's not there. She's left the home of childhood And mingle* with the gay ; Hut scenes of joy and pleasure Drive not her grief away ; Death lays her icy lingers Upon her brow of care, The grave receives a mourner? A broken heart lie* there. fdpftfii Itnrij. Poor Tom A 1'IUTUKE OF THE RUM TRAKIC. j Toll! How tnouuifully thy tone rang through the air ! Then its musical cadence died I a-way, and all was still. No, nil was lint still ; for a liird was sinking without, vitu the light breath ot , summer came Hoaling into the room j where I lay, and bore its tremulous song to my oar. I arose and looked through i the case trie til into the latticed porch. The . geranium, the rose hush, the vine and tho ; honeysuckle, spreading cut their tender j h aves, obstructed the view, but, ncvcrthc Icsn, left room f>>r a g'impse into a plena ant garden, w here the tlowers aro smiling. How pious- nt. After nil, is not this a happt world ! Toll, toll! Again that sound; but this lime its tainting murmurs were caught up ami | rolonged by am ther more deep toned than the lir.-t. The inarticulate nanno' ny tel a more forcibly than words that "man goeih to bis long home, and the inourncs go about the streets." There is a >ndnc?M and yet a sweetness about the knell?a mourning and yet a joy. .1.1^1 Mich r< tiuiein as the saints should lone; sorrow for our l??ss, joy for their triumph. But, oh, it may not bu lite body of a departed believer that now i!iKC? us last journey ! Uli, to think "lien the last trumpet shall sound?alas, nlas ! Come with inc?enter h siek chamber. A bloated form lies before you; the eyes stare wildly around as he wakes from n stupid slumber, and a sepulchral voice breaks the silence ; "Wboro is mv bottle ?' 'Tom,' replies a middle aged man by the bedside?it was kindly but firmly spoken?'Tom, you bave drank all that was in tbe bottle, and you shouldn't bave bad that if I had not been afraid you would sink before jour medicine could act. 'I want my bottle, I tell you. I will Iihvo it. I'll get up out of this bed go down into the town nnd get some for; myself.' lie rose up in bed, but bis ' klrAnrrlli una #/v*s ? II- i ?1 n.l ?UIIU. WO ICII uncK iii a fainting tit. A few hours later. ])ay dies in lh? ?u?t; tlio crimson, the gold and blue that overhang, are fading into a somber pull, an though this abiding place were, j a# it is, indeed, 0110 vast chnrncl house, j Knock knock ! Death is at the door. 'Lift 1110 up' says the dying. 'Tom, you can't stand it ; you are too weak.' 'Lilt ma up,' said ho sternly to i a servant. The servant takes hold of his I hand and raises him up a little, lie j trios to rise still further, but the effort was I loo much fur hiin ; be sinks back in bis last swoon, draws two or three breaths? j nnd ho is dead. Toll, toll ! A group of idler* were standing on the corner of the street, when presently there came into view a slow procession. Header, will you, or your father, or your brother, or your son ever lead such a procession f l'cor Tom,' said one on the sidewalk, i The epoaker was pluixp and rubicund, I with a heavy gold fob chain, and an embroidered cravat daintily tied around hi* broad neck. 'Poor Tom ! ho was a good, clovor fellow when be wasn't drunk. My Bam was out at the house this morning, and went in and took a lo-.k at the corpse. He says an old woman was standing at the head of the lounge when be lifted tin the cover from Tom's face. She looked fearfull? ! solemn, nnd wlien Sain laid back tho coverlet, she |n"k hold of his hand and naid, 'J'oor Tom ia gone and then the tears cnmw trickling down her face, and she cried as though she would break her heart. Hoys, you know Tom was mighty good to his servants when he was sober, l>ut he was like a very devil when he drank ' A man who was passing by, paused on hearing these words,and said to the speaker, 'Mr Jones, I bolioro ho died from the j % euecis 01 liquor, UM lie not !' 'So I'm told,' was the reply. 'Well, did you sell biui liquor ?' j 'What if I did! If I uadn't soinebo ( dy else would. And wLal business is it j ' of mine if ho chose to hill himself with [ * it, I'd like to know ?' 'You will learn i that belter than I can tell you on the ' last day,' calmly rejoined the interlocu- j tor. and wont on his way. lie turned the j corner, and was soon out of sight and i hearing. ] Now,'said Mr. Jones, 'just listen to 1 that fool. Uut come in, boys, it's my , <, treat.' I j So in they go, aud the rum sollcr pours ' t out the liquid tiro to his admiring friends. ' , They turn ofl" their glasses. Toll, toll! j 'If them bells would stop their uoise !' f said tlio rumsellor ; 'I just wanted to f say I never killed poor Tom, did I, boys ?' | 'No,' said an old toper, who look bran- t dy. It wasn't jou that killed him, Dick; \ it was your li.juor. lie, he, he!' And ,] the crowd here laughed ; but at that time, i ; rumble, rumble, went the wheels of tho lionise right in front of tho grogshop.? j llow unfortunate ! They had put Tom's j > horse in the shafts of tho hearse to draw j his master to tho grave. Hut tho dumb ; ( beast bad learned, by long practice, to ] [ stop ul a post before tho groggery door, i and when they came to the place, in spito < of all the driver's exertions, ho turned a- , side from tho middle ot the street, and ! { stopped stock still at his old stand. An j . involuntary shudder ran through the pro f cession. i The drinkers came to the door, and ( , one or two, seeing the difficulty, went to , tho driver's assistance, hut the ruin seller j , lurked behind in his den. i | During the brief delay occasioned by < the stubborn animal, a woman's face, e\- j , ideally red with weeping, was protruded , from a window in a carriage next to the | hearse. i Is lie here !' she asked. , 'Is who there, ma'aiu !' said a young man, stepping forward. I 'Why, Mr. Jones, I mean.' I 'Yes, ma'am, lie is inside hare. Hal loo, Jones,' ho proceeded, turning toward j i.~ -i i ? 1 - im- nni'jj u'jur, cunhi oui iiero; meres a | | lady vvntits to aee you. \ | Jones caino out reluctantly. 'Was it J , me you wanted, ma'am V | 'Are you Mr. Jones ?' 'That's my name, ma'am.' I 'Aro you Dick Jones V Yes, ma'am, that's what they mostly , call mo.' 'Well, Dick Jones, I've heard of you often, hut have never seen you before to know you, sir. But now I know you, sir. I'll not forget that face, either : that nose anil chin, and those eyes, 1 think I can recollect them till the judgment day, eir. You'll have to answer for this Dick Jones, that you will !' And uttering .a fearful screun she wrung her hands in agony, and fell hack on thy carnage seat. A bu-st of sympathetic grief arose from the ' followers of the hearse ; even the hearse driver wiped his eyes. Jotiea was much relieved when the procession move?l on again ; the rolling of the carriage* ami tiic measured tread of the footmen passed by, and the street* was once more silent. 'Well,' said ho, in a soliloquizing way, 'I am right sorry for Torn, but his was an uncommon case? one of a thousand.' ( Hut hold, Mr. Kumseller ! What right have you to kill one ? One of a thousand ?' You ought to have said, one of a thirty thousand, that die from intoxication every year in our happy country. Only some eighty or eighty live such funerals a day, Sabbaths included. As to weeping fathers and | mothers, sisters and brothers, and starved and degraded children, beggarly and bro ken hearted wives, I'll have y<?u count them for yourself. A bystander remarked, 'I am told b;s , body turned very Hack before they got ' him into tlio coflhi.' Ah, yo? hit, body in shut up in a drum j kard's grnvw. Ai the last trump it shall nwaku to shame and everlasting oontemi pt ltu* liia soul, where i* it now ? Rumseller, where is it, I say ? Where i9 your victim's soul ? And where in it to tie fur ever and nvor ! , Toll, toll ! And does Jooo still go unhung ? Un hung ! He goen at large ; lie is legalized | in the trnilic; the atrong arm of the law protects him io it. 'How long, O Lord, holy And true, dost thou not judge ant) avenge this blood P Itattle, rattle go the clod* upon the coftin ; the mound is shaped ; the citizens , return home; and the rumreller goes on in his black trade. You meet him daily in the street.?KmjlisL I'ajjcr. Pull's,?Introductory, Elementary, &c J Many of our friends are of the opinion 1 that tlietc puffs are like those delicious ' ones which precede the curling of the I blue and wavy smoke, emenatiug frotu a . 1 choice 'Havana,' they think that puff my ia very pleasant to the puller. So it is, ' under certain circumstance* ; K. g? if our 1 Puffers would adopt the following ached ule a* Uie guide by which their puff* shall he governed. We ooiumend it to thp careful consideration of all interested, \ 1 the exchange to whom wo are indebted ' for it will boar in mind that wo 'owe him one' for it : For a modest puff 8 juleps., ! A tolerably good one 1 box cigars.j i A good one * J pair boots, i A very good one 1 vest and $ shirts. | A 'splendid* one 1 cloth coat. , A perfect sockdologer a whole suil. | Wmnsboro Register, j Anecdote of Gen- Jackson. The North Carolina Christian Advo. ate, published at Kaleigh, in its issue of ; list alt, gives the following anecdote of Jen. Jackson, in illustration of his extra- i >rdinary knowledge of human nature: "IIk is no Judok of Pkkachino."? j lere is a characteristic anecdote of Gen. lackson not before publishod, and convey- ! ng a useful hint to critics upon sermons. ' 1 was given to Gov. Ellis by President Suclinnan during Ins recent visit to North Jarolina, aud we repeat it by memory, as t was told by Governor Ellis in an adlress to the students ol Trinity College it|th? lute commencemcut : Wlieu President Jackson appointed dr. Ducbanau, Minister to Russia, the riends of a certain gentleman solicited or him an appointment as secretary of egaiioti. Although the qualifications of he gentleman wore unquestionable, and j lis friends numerous and influential, Gon. lackson pertinaciously refused to give iim the appointment. And ho explainid this refusal to Mr. liuchanan by savng, "He is no judge of preaching."? 'How is that !" asked Mr. liuchanan.-? i Why,'said Jackson,'I attended the Moth- I >dist clmrch a Sunday or two ago, and icard a most able and eloquent sermon >y I>r. Purbin. It was the logic of the ?o?pel, set on fire by the fervid zeal of demotion to Christ. Tho effect was very jrcat upon the congregation. All were iwed into silence and reverence, and I el', as though I stood before the awful j naicsty of the eternal God. As I pass <I from tlx? church, lliis gentleman for I a horn tlio appointment is solicited joined i nc, and broke upon the solemn feeling > the sermon had inspired by saying :? 1 J ho preacher has given us a very poor j lennon, nothing now in it, only a uicre Jeclamation.' 'Sir,' added the oi l Gene- j ral. 'that man is not lit for office, ho is act to l?e trusted, because he is no judge i jf preaching.' And Gen. Jackson did not appoint him lo tlie legnlion .of Russia, llow he was J to infer disqualification for the office from want of just views of a sermon the i'resdent did not .explain. Hut the future! history of the man proved the instinctive | foresight of Jackson into character. Up- : >11 Mr. Huchanan's return lrom Russia, lie called upon the President, whose first j words, after the salutation, were, 'I told you that man was not to be trusted, because he was no judge of preaching, and sure enough he han been unfaithful to the trusts reposed in him. And so it was, the gentleman had become guilty of a breach of all the principles which are dear to a man of honor and integrity. This incident gives us an interesting glimpse ol toe peculiar character of Gen- 1 eral Jackson, an J is quite suggestive to persons who make or hear criticisms on sermons. Dr. Tuornwell.?Tbe editor of the Fajretteville (N. C.) Observer writes as follows from Saratoga, N. Y., under date of August 29 : At night I went to hear the Iiev. Dr. Thornwell, of Columbia, S. C., at the very large and beautiful Presbyterian Church. lie did uot disappoint tbe expectations formed from his great reputa lion, but proachod a most striking sermon, in a moat striking manner, from the text, { 'To us who believe, lie is precious.' llis fame had attracted a large audiences, ' and J have never seen one more attentive throughout. It was impossible to withdraw attention from hiiu. Very slight and apparently feohlo, and rather oddly dressed in tho fashion of ten years ago, he wns a remarkable figure. He commenced in a low tone, but soon rose with hi* subject till his voieo filled the largo building, ami his gestures wore most animated and graceful. It is not often that ouo hears his e<]ual, though he will not compare with I)r. Hawka, who is admitted on all hands, 1 believe, to be the firat pulpit orator in this country, or perhaps in any other. I enjoyed the pleasuro of hearing him last week. Singular Presentiment of Death.?, Ainoug the effects of the late Henry It# Lane, tho young man who was recently* burned to dpath by the ovnlesion of a can i of camphene in the St. Louis Democrat office, was found a dairy, in which tho following entry had recently been made. It is certainly a most remarkable instance of.presentimeot of death : '7b whom it may concern :?Having been impressed with forboaings of tho most painful nature for the last four or five weeks, and feeling that I am about to meet with some sad misfortune or othor, I take this method to make known my wishes should anything happen which may cause my death. It is my request that some one will inform my relations by writing to Mr. John Duckworth, 107 Spring street, New York, at tho earliest possible moment, and also please write to my mother, Mra. Hannah D. L. N?al, London Mills, London, N. H., and there | by render a favor to one who died in a i strange land. "HENRY" B. LANE." mm m mm Sl'dosn Death.?Robert McLure, nn : tged cititen of Yorkville, wm found dead , in bin bed on Monday morning taut. He wat a man of property, but becoming inrolved, tome four out of hir twenty no groee were levied on, and to be told that iUy. When officer Kerr called at bit residence for tbem, be found a more potent eieeution had been served on their master. It is supposed the difficulty prey- ' ed upon bis mind, and had a tendency to \ bring on the appopleiy of wich be died. If.) novor was marrid My Wife is the Cause of it. It is now more tban forty years ago, that Mr. L. called at tbe bouse of Dr. B , one very cold mornit.g, on bis way to II . 'Sir,' said tbc Doctor, 'tbe weather is very frosty?will you not Make something to drink,' before you start?' In that early day, ardent spirits were deemed indispensable to warmth in winter. When commencing a journey, and at every stopping place along tbe road, tbe traveler always usod intoxicating drinks to keop bim warm. 'No,' said Mr. L , 'I never touch any tiling of thatkir.d; and I will tell you the reason : my wife is the muse of it. 1 had beon in tho habit of meeting some of our neighbors every evening for the pur poso of playing cards. We assembled at each other's shop, and liquors were intro duced. After a while wo met not so much for playing as driuking, and I used to return home Into in the eveuing more or less intoxicated. My wife always inet me at the door affectionately, and when Ichided her for sitting up so late for me, sho kindly replied, 'I prefer doing so, for 1 cannot sleep when you are out.' 'This always troubled me. I wished in my heart that she would only begin to scold me, for then I could have retorted, aud relieved uiy conscience. But she always met inu with the same gentle and loving spirit. 'Things passed ou thus for mouths when I at last rosoiveu that 1 would by returning much intoxicated, provoke hor displeasure so much as to cause her to lecture me, when I meant to answer her with severity, and thus, by creating another issue between us, unburthou my bosom of its present trouble. 'I returned in such a plight about four o'c!-<ck in the morning. She met mo at the door with hor usual tenderness, and said. 'I Intini in Imtliand T I"?i I tnnking wnrm fire for you,because I knew you would be cold. Take off your boots an 1 warm your foet, aud bore 19 a cup of hot coffee.' l>octor, that was too much. I could not endure it any longer, aud I resolved thai moment, that I would never touch another drop while I lived, and I never will !' Ho never did. IIo lived and died prac* tisiug total almtinence from intoxicating drinks, in a villago where intemperance has ravaged as much as any other iu this State. That man was inv father and that wo man my mother. The fact above re la tec I received from the 1 doctor himself whei on a visit to my native village, not loot since. The cause, effect and composition o what is called the 'Aurora Borealis' have not been demonstrated by modern science Several imperfect theories have been pul forth at times, quiet unsatisfactory in theii details. The peculiar electrical phenoincnc of these auroral displays, however, are at tracting the attention of scientific met generally, and a comparison of the obser vations and experiments in different parti of the country may load to the develop ment and discovery of their nature, and the laws which govern them. A reduced temperature of the atmosphere is also ab served as an accompaniment of the auro ral light. 1'rofeesor Henry is said to la devoting his especial attention to this suh ject, aud it may result in throwing lighi upon the cause and effect of the Aurora Horealis, so long a subject of discussioi Among our Havana. Hlondin* Again.?This man contiuuci to ainuse (?) a great crowd at Niagara with his foolish and daring feats. Th< last account ia that he carried across will hiin a cooking stove, and on the middle of tho rope, stopped, and kindled a fire cooked an omelette. Since this foolishnea has so continuously increased in the dar ing and boldness of his feats, that truth ful old saying, 'all great men, like Sas Patch, take on?*Upp tooinucjir' has heei continually ringhpiti our cmft "Whei Hlondin has u4bn his 'one lean Ux ma*!.,' nil will l>o roady to say in trulj AftWspaptr parlance, 'just as no expocted. IUmarkaiili Cikcumhtanck.?One o our l'hysiciana was called yesterday t< sco a case of suspended animation in i child, about a year old , and by arriving early, was enabled to restore t, althougl to all appcarauce tho child naa dead, bo ing black in the face and without anj perceptible pulse ; the result of suffbca tion. The mother had lelt the babe for bat an hour asleep in its cradle, and on lioi return found a hen, which had been driver from its nest, sitting on the faoe of tb< child, and on reraoviug the hen, disoov ered to her horror and great distress thai her habo was apparently dead.?Aleian dria ( Va.) Gazette. Kicked bv a IIokhk.?We regret t< Iciirn that .Ti.k.. m il.? ?> v..r?t n mniif #HC prvjicr ty of Mr. Henry Cathey, raiding no# Hopewell, wu kicked by # lioree a fee days since, end in regarded in a dangdr ou? condition. Hi# skull wea fractued #e badly that large pieces have been exlrae ted. He ia not expected to live.? Char lottf Hulleton Cknsi;r o* Krksusw District.?Tin Census taker of Kershaw District, Johi R. Shaw, Esq., informs us that the whit< population of the District amounts to 6, 608 -2,712 Males, and 2,8f>6 Females of which there are in Camden 1065? uOd Maloo aud 262 Females.?Journal. i suuiiauj IXtabiug, From the Richmond Christian Advocate. Do You Teach Children to Fray During the summer of 1857, a glorious ! revival of relegion commenced in the town 1 I of O , Tennessee. Never before, in ' i the recollection of thn oldost ..M^wvoui, whs such a scene witnessed in that sec 1 tion of the country. Busiuess houses were closed, and the usually bustling lit; tie town wore a sober aspect. Ministers ' | aud christians of every name united in the great work; nnd the great Father looked ! upon the same and smiled and sent down 1 'sl.owers of blessings' upon the assembly which daily meet within the walls of his earthly sanctuary. Thero was an influou ' tial gentleman, who had nttondod the meeting for several weeks but his proud heart rebelled against bowing in such a , humble maimer, to request the prayers of God's jieoplo. One evening whilo sitting aloue in liis chamber, his only child a bright'eyed boy of sevon summers, enter| ed and seated himself upon his father's knee, looked earnestly into his face, and asked: 'Pa, what is a Christian 1' 'One, my son, who speaks the truth, reads the Bible, and prays.' 'Well, Pa,' replied the child, 'you rend your Bible, and tell the truth, but you do not pray,' ami twining his little arms about bis neck, be continued : 'Oh ! I wish you were a real Christian, Pa!' Tho strong man bowed his head upon theglos sy curls of his darling child, and wept.? j | 'Ah!' said he when relating tln> rir..un>- I I D """ v',vu,i* htaucc to me, 'that arrow went <loep in to my heart.' That night the church bell rang out its usual peal. an. 1 that, father, accompanied by his praying wile wended their way to the house of God. When the invitation was given for penitents to approach the altar, he arose, and with a calm resolve depicted upon his face, walked iirmly to ll?6 altar and knelt. Many eyes unused to weeping overflowed to see one so loved and honored bowing so penitently among , those holy men of God asking direction to the fountain of life. Before the meeti , ing closed, he arose with the glad cry of , a new born soul, and among the hosann8s of God's chosen ones, to what a 'pre1 cious Saviour he had found.' Ah ! methinks the angel of Love that hovered , over the sleeping couch of that lovely j child, sped its way back to the courts of , glory, and wrote Willie's name along the , side of his papal'* in the Lamb's hook of lifn Upon awaking from the sweet bleep of f childhood, tlio ensuing morning, little Willie's mother bent over his crib nml whispered, 'Pa's a Christian now, darling.' ' 'Oh ! I'm so very glad,' he exclaimed ; ' 'why didn't you aor.d for Willie to see r God make I'a a Christian I' And again 1 in that household there went up a thanksgiving to God for bringing the father 1 home to Llira. Oh may the light of ITeaven beam lovingly upon the head of 1 that sweet child, and may angels weave ' an immortnl crow n of Heavens (lowers to deck his brow when he outers the glory land. Mothers, do you realise the responsibilj ity of training an immortal soul I Are you prayful? I)o you, when the sunlight t fades away, and the little eyes grow sleek py, follow the little ones to their couches, j and there bend your knee with them, and teach them to send up their pure devotions to the God who has given such jewels to your keeping? If so, you too may s onedav know of a truth, that 'out nf th? , mouth of babes God has perfected praise.' I i Just here let roe relate an incident that i occurred not many days ago. A lady > sat in the dim twilight, in her home. By i. her side was liei oldest son, a hoy of eight i or nine years. She had heen relating a circumstance relative to a prayei of one of his little schoolmates who had recenti ly died. The boy asked why his little ) friend prayed, and the mother explained ; 1 then, looking into her face with an earn ) eetnoss and seriousness beyond his years, j ho said : 'Mother, you never taught me how to pray.' 'But I will now, my son,' she replieJ ; and going to the stand, she . took down the family Bihle and taught him the Lord's prayor. O ! what a re' proof to that mother! Her son never 1 saw her pray ; he knew not what it was ' to pray. A prayerless mother ! O! there 1 is no sadder sight on earth. Think, mo* then, think what you are doing; for if r your children do not sound the reproof now, the dav is coining when your heart . will be rent by the awful cry, 'You never taught me to pray, mother!' Bo not r think it is enough to pray for children ^ but teach them to pray. t Life Without Trials.?Would you wish to live without a trial ? Then, you would wish io die but half a man. Without trial you cannot guess at your own ) strength. Men do not learn to swim on . a table ; that must go into deep water, r and buffet the surgea. If you with to unr derstand the true character of your boya . ?if you would know their whole strength > ?of what they are capable?throw thorn . overboard I Ovor with them 1?and if . they are worth saving, they will swim a< aboro of themselves. 9 'Mother,' said a little urchin the other i day, 'why are the orphans the happiest ? children on earth V I 'They are not, my child; hut what , I makes you ask that question t* -1 'Because they have no mothers to | spank *em.' ihjrirulturnl. Rotation of Crops. Though many do not understand or investigate the principle upon which a r<>. tation of cropping is based, few deny or question the utility of tho practice. TLio admitted fact that various crops extract i from the 6oils tho various elements, and 1 that certain elements in small quantities, I which may bo readily exhausted,will point j out the soundness of the practice adopted ' by all intelligent cultivators, of changing I or rotating tho crops on the soil . that is, I leaving the longest possible interval bo- ] tweeii tbe cultivation of crops of a simi-1 lar nature on the same soil. To carry j out this plan satisfactorily, the garden or farm must be divided into a stated number of compartments, corresponding with | the number of seasons before ?ny given J crop will be planted again on the same lot or field. In improved husbandry this is strictly j attended to, the rotations varying with the nature of tho soil and the crops raised, from throe years to eight. In the garden there are so many varieties of vegetables, that the principle of rotation is often lost sight of. There is not, however, any gool reason why this should be ' the case. Take the several prominent crops of the kitchen gardener, say for example, potatoes, beets, turnips, cabbages, parsnips, spinach, carrots, poas and beans cucumbers, squashes and melons, tomatoes, onions, celery, and various "minding plants, with a few roots which require to remain lor several years in one place, such as asparagus, rhubarb, <fec. These may be so grouped or divided, as to form lour or six groups, to be cultivated in a f?iur or six course rotation. Wo shall suggest a four-crop rotation. To carry out this routine, the garden is to be divided into four lots, or any multiple of four, or at least that portion to he occupied by vegetables. By observing the nature of tho various esculents which comprise the garden crops, these may he classed so that several varieties of similar nature, demanding almost the same treatmen*. and soil, may be planted in one compartment ; and, during the season, as one crop matures and is removed, a different one may take its place, which may, to a certain extent, bo benefitted by the routine of culture, or residue of enriching material (if any,) left by the proceeding crop. To attend to these considerations is a matter which demands a little forethought, and to those who will give the subject (hat attention which it merits, there will be found much interest in kitchen gardening. It is in this regard that gardening and farming vary, if they do not differ : it is for tlieso reasons that those who attempt to view gardening as'small farming,'cannot succeed in demonstrating thai it is neither more nor less than 'fanning on a small scale,' as wo have frequently heard them declare. The gardener is never at rest; one crop out, in with tnauure, turn over the ground and in with another crop; and so on throughout the season, which he opens with a hot bed or pit, and closes with the same adjunct, which indeed is indispensable to the progressive and persevering gardener. Wedo not think anything of a garden, that, in the latter part of February, or begiuniog of March, has not its hot-bed for the torwarding of early plants, such as tomato, lettuce, cucumber, melon, vegetable egg, &ic., with a few jrots or boxes of neat annuals, which are reuderod really beneficial during the season, by being advanced a step before the weather moderates sufficiently to turn them into permanent quarters. Tor Dukmino Wheat at the timk of Sowing.?An intelligent farmer, in Mendon, N. Y., informs us that last fali he top-dressed part of a field of wheat with fine manure, aud harrowed it in iin mediately aftor the wheat w as sown. Or I the part so dressed the seed was a wool I earlier, and produced double the croj than that on the land unmamirod. It is true, that the land that was top-dressec was higher and drier than the untnanur ed portion. On the latter the wheat win tor killed badly; the crop, in consequent* was thin and late, and the midge destroy ed nearly the whole of it. Still, he i satisfied that a (op-dressing of good file manure gives the young plants a goot start in the fall, enables them to with stand the winter belter, and brings tin crop rapidly forward to maturity, nn< thus not only increases the growth, bu lessens the danger of injury from th midge.?Oftutae Farmer. Ct'CUMnEU Kktciiut.?Take three dor en of full grown cucumbers and eigh white onions. Peel the onion* and cu cumbers and then chop (hem as fine m possible. Sprinkle on (hroe quarters of i pint of fine table salt ; put the whole ii a seive ami lot it drain twelve hours.? j Then take a teacupfull of mustard seed hull a teacupfull of ground black peppei and mix them well with the cucumber and onion?. Tut the whole into a stori jar, with the strongest vinegar; clone i up tightly for three days, and it in lit fc uae. It will keep for years.? Ilarritbur Union. 1'racii Pia.?Mellow juicy poechei peeled whole, or in quarter*, Inid in deep pie plate?on each layer of peacht sprinkle a thick layer of sugar, a Ubl< spoonful of water, and a light springlinj of flour, and it will need no other season irg. Cover with a thick crust and Lak an hour. iuuimrmi'j. There is a tuau In Algcries who tells such good stories that his friends say it is dangerous to walk with him in the for j est*, for fill the hyenas come roun>l him I to laugh. I'm afraid,' said a lady to her husband 'that I'm going to have a stick neck.' Not at all improbable, my dear,' replied the Fpouse,' 'I've seen strong sytntoms c-f it ever since we were first married.' Vam'aIJLE (mut.?bavs a country girl, in a weekly paper, describing her countryhouse : '\Yc raise our own fruit and vegetables make our own pork, and lay our own ?g?s-' That girl would make a capital wife for a poor man, especially ir. a city where eggs are scarce arid dear. Hold on, Hoys.?Hold on to your tongue when you are just ready to swear, lie, or speak harshly, or say any impropi er word. J Hold on to your hand when you are I about to strike, pinch, scratch, steal, or J do any improper act. Hold on to your foot when you are on ! the point of kicking, running away from J study, or pursuing the path of error, shame, or crime. Hold on to your temper when you are ' ft"gr.v, excited, or imposed upon, or othI ers are antrry about \on. ITo!?l on to your heart when evil nsso1 I ciatos sock your company, and invite you to join in their games, mirth, and revel* ry. Hold or. to your good name at nil time? for it is more valuable to you than gold high place.*, or fashionable attire. Hold on to the truth, for it will servo well, and do you good throughout etornil^ Hold on to your virtue?it is above all price to you, in all times and places. Hold on to your good character, for it is, and ever will be, your best wealth. : Heautifcl Allkooky.?Mr. Crittcnj den, of Kentucky, was at one time engag* I ed in defending a man who had been inI dieted for a capital offence. After an elaborate and powerful defence, be closed, his effort by the following striking and beautiful allegory : When ('od in his eternal counsel conceived the thought of man's creation; he called to him the three ministers who wait constantly upon the throne?Justice Truth and Meicy, and thus addressed them : 'Shall we make man !' Then said Justice, 'O, God, make him not, for he will trample upon thy laws.' Truth made answer also, 'O God make him not, for he will polule thy sanctuaries.' liut Mercy, dropping upon her kuees. and looking _ ? ? -k up through her tears, exclaimed, 'O, God, make him?I will watch ovei him with my care through all the dark paths which he may have to tread.' Then God uiado 1 man, and said to him, 'Oh, man, thou art the child of Mercy, go and deal with thy brother ?' The jury, when he finished, were drowned in tears, and against evidence, and what must have been their own convictions, brought in a verdict of not guilty. Taking Toll. ; It is summer now, hut it was winter then, clear and cold, and the snow was finely packed, when Dr. Meadows was one of a sleighing party, which he dos! crihe9, so far as he and the young widow J Lambkin were concerned, in the words 1 following : i i 'The lively Widow Lambkin sat in the j same sleigh, under the same buffalo robo Willi me. 'Oh, oh ! don't, don't 1' she exclaimed, as we came to the first bridge, at the sanif time catching mo hv the arm, and turning her veiled face toward me, while j her little eyes twinkled through the moonlight. 'Don't what ?' I asked. 'I am not doing anything.' 'Well ; but I thought you were going to take toll,' replied Mrs. Lambkin. S 'Toll,' 1 rejoined ; 'what's that ?' . 'Well, I declare !' cried the widow, her clear laugh liuging out above the music of tho hells, 'you pretend you don't know j what toll is !' 'Indeed, I don't, then,' I said, laughing; 'pray explain, if you please.' 0 'You never heard, then,' said the widow, most provokir.gly?'you never heard > that when we are on a sleigh ride the t gentleman always, that is, sometimes? . when they cross a bridge, claim a kiss, 1 and call it toll. Hut I never pay it.' x 'I said that 1 had never heard of it ben fore ; but when we came to the next _ bridge I claimed the toll, and the widow's I, "ffgR'0 hold the veil over her face, r , ?,,v uvi vuvu^u iu imr 11. ni mm win j : veil wr.s removed, lier round, rosy face e was turned directly townrj mine, and in ^ the clear light of a frosty moon, liic toil (r wm taken, (M ti>e first time ir. lm life, Ly g I I>r. Meadows. Soon wo came to a long ) bridge, with seierni arches ; the widow said it ta no use to resist n man who *, would have his own way, so she paid the a toll without a murmur. % 'ltul tou won't take toll for every arch, i? will you Doctor?' the widow said so archly ly, that I could Cot fail to exact all my i- dues, and that was the begtwting?* Jlut e never mind the rest. The i-Ainbkiu had the Meadows all Us hoivelf in the spring.