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A Family Companion, Devoted to Literature, Miscellany, News, Agriculture, Markets, &c. Vol. X. WEDNESDAY MORNING, JULY 8, 1874. No. 2 THE H ERA Li Is PCULISPIED EVEtY WEDNESDAY MOIINING, it Ne wberry C. 11., BY THO. P. GREEKER, Edtor and Proprictor. Terms, $2.50 per -iannJ lavariably ini Advan~ce. The paper if stopped U the ex*9ion0< jime for which it is paid. 7- The uark derote. expiration of sub ~~1lottru. THEH&NDT11VTROCKSTHk WOR ID. Blessings ou the hand of Woman! Angels guard its strength and grace, In the palace, cot!age, hovel, 0, no matter where the place! Would that never storms assailed it, Rainbows ever gently curled; For the hand that rocks the cradle Is the hand that rocks the world. Infancy's the tender fountain; Power may with beauty flow: Mothers first to guide the streatnlets; From them souls unresting grow, Grow on for the good or evil, Sunshine streamed or darkness hurled For the hand that rocks the cradle Is the hand that rocks the world. Woman, how divine your mission Here upon your natal soil! Keep, 0 keep the young son open Always to the breath of God! All true trophies of the ages Are from Mother Love impearled; For the hand :hat rocks the cradle Is the hand that rocks the world. Darling girls, with Eden's music Ringing yet in each young heart, Learn and treasure household knowledge, Precious in life's future part, Whan you'll, too, exulting mothers, Bravely boyed and gently girled, Feel the hand that rocks the cradle Is the hand that rocks the world. Blessings on the hand of Woman! Father, sons, and daughters cry, And the sacred song is mingled With thc w:orship in the sky; Mingles where no tempest darkens, Rainbows evermore are curled, For the hand that rocks the cradle Is the hand that rocks the world. SMERe trT. SERVED OUT. In the year 183-there lived at Bordeaux, the last-or one of the -last-of a !ong line of scotundrels who had made that part of France infamous (to our ideas) by a suc .cession of cold-blooded murders, committed under the sanction of wvhat people were pleased to call the Code of Honor. T his was a certain Comte de V-, a man of great physical streng th, i m per turbable sangfroid. and relentless cruelty. Not a basd sort of com panion, as some said, when t,he fit -the dueling fit-was not on him: but this came on once in about every six months, and then he moust have blood, it mattered little whose. He had killed and maim ed boys of sixteen, fathers of famiIids, military officers, journ al ists. advocates, peaceful coun try gentlemen. The cause of a quar rel was of no importance; if one <did not present itself readiiy, he made one ; always contriving that, atccording to the code aforesaid. ble should be the insulted party, thus having the choice of weapons; :and he was deadly with the small sword. It is diffieolt for us to realize a state of society in which such a wild beast could be per mitted to go at large; but we know it to be historically true than sneh creatures were endured in Fr-ance; just as we are assured that the:-e were at one time wolves in Yorkshire, only the less noisom;e vermin had a harder time of it as - civilization progressed than was dealt out to the human br-ute-. The latest exploit of the Comte do V--previous to the story I .am about to tell, was to goad a poor young student into a chal ileugc; and when it was represent ed to him that the boy had never he2a sword in his life, so that it would be fairer to use pistols, he 'rgolied t h a t "fools sometimes made mistakes with pistols." and the negt morning i-an him througrh the lungs.. The evil fit was on him; but the blood thus shed qaieted him for another half year. and rather more., for public opinion was unfavorable, and the a:i of Bordeaux .became too warm for himi. But the scandal blew over- after a time, and he came back to his old haunts, one of wbich was a cafe by the river side, where many 'used to spend their Sunday. Into the little garden of this establish ment our volf swaggered one fine summer afte rnoon, with the heavy dark look an d nervous twitching of the hands which those who were acquainte d with him knew well meant misc,hief. The evil fit w~as on him ; co nso.quently he found himself the :enter- of a cir ele which expande d as he went on. This did not displease hiJO. lHe liked to be feareJ. lie knew he could make a qurref a hen he (-hose, so he looked atround for a victim. At a table almost in the middle of the garden sat a man of about thirty years of age, of .middle height, and an expression af coun tenance which at first struck one as mild and good humored. He was engaged reading a journal which seemed to interet him, aid latent strength of (-baracter. Above all; he was 1rofi>undlv tin conscious of the presence of M. I Comte de V-. and continue< eating his strawberries and read ing his paper as though no wol were in that pleasant flid. As the Count approached thi: table, it become sufficiently wel known whom he was about t( honor with his insolence; and thI circle narrowed again to see th< play. It is not bad sport, wit! some of us, to see a fellow-crea ture baited-especially when w< are out of danger ourselves. The straw berry-eaters' costum< was not such as was ordinaril% worn in France at that time, an he had a curious bat, which-tht weather being warm- e hac placed on the table by his side. "He is a foreigner," whispered some in the dress.cirele. "Perhaps lie does not know Monsieur l Comte. Monsieur Le Comte seated him. self at the table opposite the in conscious stranger, and called loud. [y Gare onI. " "Garcon,' he said. when that functionary appeared, take away that nasty thing!' poining to the hat atoresaid. Now the stranger's elbow, as he read his journal was on the brim of the "nasty thing," which was a very good hat, but of British form and make. The gareon was cm bariassed. "Do you hear me?" thundered the Count. "Take me that thing away! No one has a right to place his hat on the table." "I beg your pardon," said the strawberry-cater, poli ely, placing the offending article on his head, and drawing his chaira little aside: "I will make roon for Monsieur." The garcon was about to retire well satibfied, when the bully call ed after him "Have I not commanded you to take that thing whicl annoys me away ? "But Monsieur le Comte, the gentleman has covered himself" "V hat does that matter to Ime?" "But, Monsieur le Comte, it is impossible." "What is impossible ?" "That [ should take the grentle man's hat." "By no means," observed the tranger, uncovering again. "~Be o good as to carry my hat to the adv at the counter, and ask her, n my behalf, to do me the favor o accept charge of it for the pre en.", "You speak French passably ~vell for a foreigner," said the bul y, stretching his arms over the able, and looking his neighbor fll in the face-a titter of con empt going round the circle. "I am not a foreigner, Mon se ur." "I am sorry for that." "So am I." "May one, without indiscretion, nquire why!I" "Certainly. Because, if I were aforeigner, I should be spare~d he pain of seeing a compatriot eare himself very rudely." "Meaning mec?" "Meaning precisely you." "Do y-ou know who I am ?" ask d the Count, half turning his ack upon him, and facing the ookers-on, as much as to say. "ow observe how I will crush his poor creature.". "Monsieur," replied the straw. erry-eater, with perfect polite ess in his tone, "I have the lhon r not to know you." "Death of my life ! I am~ the omte de V-." The strawberry-eater looked up nd the easy, good-.natured face as gone. In its place was one vith two gray eyes which flashed ike fir'e. and a mouth that set it. self very firmly. "The Comte de V--," lhe re peated in a lowv voice. "Yes. Monsieur. And what have von to say against him ?" "I ? O) nothing." "That may be well for you." "But there are those who say e is a coward." "That is enough," said the bull-, tarting to his feet. "Monsieur will find me in twvo hours at this iddrss," flinging him a card. "I shall not trouble myself to seek Monsieur le Comte," replied the st rawberry-eater, calmly tear og the card in two. r:fhen 1 shall say of Monsieur hat hie, permitting himself to ie, said jtgt now of' me." "And ' hat .:s ?" "That lie is a coward." "You may say what you please, Monsieur le Comte. 'Those who know me would not believ'e you, a.d those who do not-my faitbh! wat care 1 what they think ?" "And thou-thou art a French man !" No one butt a Frenchman could - have thrown so much disdain a: - he did inlI to tle "lhou." The strawberry-eater m1ald-' o)( reply, blut tu11rned iis Iead a - Called --Garcon "' The poor tiem b11ing Creatlare (':ime np again wondering what new dilemma waE prepned fir him. and stoid qnalk ing some ten yards off. "Garon.'' said the stranger. "is there a room vacat.t in the hotel ?' "Without doulit. Monsieur." "A lare one?" -'lotr certainIv. Thley' arie a! l arg.,e--ownI): apart men I ts, "'Then eng-ag.e tle! largest 1i oc1w to-day, anl anoIhe i-no mat t(r what-t:,r eosieur lC Comte." "MAonsieur, I givi, my own or ders when necess-ary," ,aid til Counit, loftily. 1 thollit, to spare Vol the tioihble. Go, ifvou ple("'e, (t his to tile wV aiter. ''and TIepare My room4." "'lien the strawherry-eater re. N'trnd toJ his strawberriZ. Th bully gn1a"wed his lin. Ie could not imaltke hed oi tail of thi;is ph!eg m tie ( oppon el nt. Tr1he cirele -rew a. little w.ider, fir a horrid idea 1t abrod thath th1e ut had not foind one who wa.; likelv to suit him, and that he would have ti seek elsewhere what he wanted. The murmur that went round roulse!] the bullv. "Monsicur.," lie hissed, "has pre sumed to make use of a word which among men of' honor-" I beg your pardon ?" "Which among men of honor-" "But vihat can -fonsleur le Comte possibly know what is felt amnongr men of honor?" asked the other, wILti a shrig of inciedulity. Will you fight yoNrself with me, or w ill you not." roared the Count. (oadel to fury. "If Monsicar le Comte will give himiself tile trouble to accompaiv me to the apartment which, no doubt, is noiw piepaied f'r ie," replied the stranger, rising, "1 will satisfy him." Good."said te other, kicking down his chair; I a in with you. I waive the usual preliini:arics. I only bog to obs,erve that I am without arims; but if you-" "o, don't trouble yourself on that score," said the strangler, with a grim smile. "If you are riot afrafid. follow me." T his. he said in a voice sufficient ly loud for the nearest to bear, and thle circle partedi right andl left like startledl sheep as the two Iwalked towards the house. Was there no one to call "police,'' no oine to try anid prevent what to all seemed imminent? Not a soul! T Ihie dreaded duelist had his evil fit on, and every one breathed freely nuow that lie knew the vic tim was selected. Moreover, no one supposed it woul end there. Thle cou nt and hlIis friend (?) were ushered into the apartment prepared for the' hatter, who, as s)on as the garcon hiad lkft. took off his coat and waistcoat. andl prone.edled to move the furniture ~o as to leave the room fi ee for what was to loWow-the count staningii with fohIl armsii, glaring~ at him the while. The decks being eleared for' action, the stranger ieked the door, placed the key on teman te!-piece behliud himi, and sail: "I th ink you mi ght have help1ed Ia little, but never mn ind . Will you gieme your attention fur nyve "Thank you. I am, as I have told you, a Frenchman. but I was educated in England. at one of her famous public schools. Had I been sent to onie of our own Lycees, I shouJd, perhaps, have gained more book knowledge, but, as it is, I have learned some things which we do not teach, and one of' them is, not to take a mean adlvantage of any man, but to keep my own head with my own hands. I)o you uind.erstand me, Monsieur le Comte ?" 'I cannot hatter myself that I do." "Ha! Then 1 must be mior'e ex plicit. I learned, then. that one whlo takes advantage of' more brute strecngth against the weak, or who, practiced in anyv art, comn pels one unpracticed in it to Con tendi w'ithi him, is a coward anid a knave. Do you fb!low mc now, Monsieur le Conite?" "I camne here, Mo0nsieur-" "Never mind for what you came, be con tent with what you will get. For example-to follow what I wvas observing-if a man skilled with the small swoid, for the mere vicious love of quarreling, goads to madness a boy who has never fenced in his life, and kills him, that, man is a murderer; and more *a cowarymudrran a knavish." rl udrr n "I think I catch your' meaning; but if yoai have pistols here--" foamed the bully. s "I do not come to eat straw ries with pistols i) my pock replied the other, in the s I calm tone lie had used through - "Allow me to continue. At I school of n hich I have spol and in the society of men i have grown out of it, and ott where the same habit of thou prevails, it would he Conside that a man who had been gn Of such cowardice and knav as I have mentioned, would justiy punished if, some day. should he paid in his own coin .eti0ng some one who would i him at the same (isadvantage he placed that poor boy at." 'nr seconds shall fix your c weapons. Monsieullr," said Count : "let this cre end." "Presently. Those gentler whlose opinions I now venturI not having that (raze b-!-wd whi(-b ditingruishio., som vho have not had a simin;larenlio eld prdcatin-would proba t hin k hat such a coward arnd kn; as we have been considering w be to e Ilk doieserts h)v rece(-iv a eniliait ing cad tgationt belitt his !avry :Ul his ow:rdiCe. A' I see ; I have a lawye deal with." sneered the Count. "Y s. I have stuldid a lil :Lw, b1ut I reg_ret to say I am ab to Ireak oine of its provisions.' "You will fight mle then ?' "Yes. At the school we h: been speaking of. I learned. am(. other thingMs, the use of mny han and if' I mistake rnot. I am ab to grive yon as sound a thrash as a nv bully ever got." "You would take atvantage Vo 1 :4kill in the box ?' said Count retting a little pale." Exactl. Just as you took Vana-re of your skill in the sml s.vor. with poor young B "ut it is degrading-brutal "My dear .\onsiur., just c siler. You ar- four inches tal and some thirty to forty k -rainoe heavier than I am. have scidomi seen so fintie arn o sde. If vou were to hit m< roo swin:gingr blow, it would hard withi me. in the same w if poor young B-had got o your gnard, it would have g hard with you. But. then I sh only black both your eyes, a perhapis deprive you of a tooth so, unh1iappi ly in front;x wheri you killed 1dn."' "1 wvill not accept this barbar< eneo tnrterI." 'You nmust :I have (lone ta ing. WXould yotu like a lit brandy befoie we begin ? N Place yourself on guard, then, youl please. When I have dc with you, and you are fit to: pear, thent you shall have your von ge-even with the smnall-swo if you please. A t present, bully coward-knave, take that, a that, and that!"' And lie wiry little Anglo-Fra was as good as his wvord. Ini I time than it tatkes to wvrite it t great b ramggart wa's renidered piresenitable fotr inany a long d: TIh/w nu mb~er onte cauiised imt see tifty suns beamuing in the firn men t wxithr his right eye ; t.t intuer twVo producedl a simii phei~nomenoni~ with his left ; ti numbher three obliged htim to sw lowx a front tooth, and to obser the ceiling m nore attenttively th le had htithierto donet. And1( whi onecor two othterthats had comple !y- cowecd himt, and Ito threw op the wind(ow andl called for he the strawberry-eater took him the neck and brecbes and flu him out of it otn to the flowver-b. below. TIhe straw berry eater remain a mouth at Bordeaux to fulfill I promise of giving the Count I revernge. But thenr, again, t bully- met with more than I match. The strawvberry-eater hi A ngelo for a miaster as well Owent Swif't, andi after a f< passe thu Count, whlo was t eager to kill his marn, felt ant plesat senisationl in his rig shoulder. The seconds interpos< and there was an end of thre affa 1t was his last duel. Some o produced a sketch of hinm as aptpear-ed being thrown out of t hotel windowv, and ridicule awflul to a Frenchman-rid t countri- of hinm. The strawvbert eater was alive when the Bat of the Alma was fought, and the only man to whom the a'o facts are known who never tal about them.- Teaple Bar. The tears we shed for those love are the streams which wai thte gar-den of thte heart, and wil out them it would be dry and b: ren. and the gen tle flowers of fection would perish. Four things cannot come bac the broken word, the sped arrit the past life, and the neglected < bet- IUistiailt. et, )ut. AN EXCITING SCENE. hat at A great experience meeting zen, A*n. cln bo soime years ago was to i held ers one evening in ehur(h, (ht w hcre the speakers were all to b< rforimed drunkards. An estimabl. woman whom we wI call Alice was induced to attend. When th mneeting was somewhat advance i aac member of Congress aro by With apparent sadness and hesit. a~ke t~~ as "'Though I have consented, at you r urgent solicitation, to addres wn this assembly to night," he said, the "yet I relt so great a reluctance in doing, so, that it has been with the tmost difliculLy that I could drag to myself foi'ward. As to relating for my experienco, that I do not think I,- iCan ventue upon. The past .I lht- dare not recall. I could wish that L v ten years of my life were blotted out." l le paused a moment much af fCk.ted. and then al!(ddI in a final voiCe--.S4thing nIiin.r mst Lje said f my own case, or I fail to make to Ih inpression on your own ininds Ithat I wish ,o produce. t e Your speaker once stood amon" the respected members of the bar. Nay. more than that, lie occupied a se.at in Congress for two con e gressional periods. A nI m o r e than that," he continued, his Voice sinking into a tone expres t sive of deep ot-motion. "he once had atenderly loved wife and two sweet child ein. But all these honors. all o'' these blessings have departed from the him. lHe was anworthy to retain them. His constituents let him drop hecause he had debnsed him ll self and disgraced them. And more than all she who had loved him devotedly, the no''ther of his 1 two babes, was forced to abandon t er him and seek an aFylunm in ber father's house. And why ? Could I become so changed in a fev short years? What power was a there to so debase me that my fellow-beings spurned me,and even a tle wifle of my bosom turned away rer heart-broken from me ? Alas, my ne friends, it was a mad indulgence 0 all in intoxicating drinks. But for 0 nd this I were a useful and honorable t o representative in the hall of' legis- H 0 lation, and blessed with home, and wife, and children. ( ms "But I have not told ycou all. b After my wife was separated firom e k- me, I sank rapidly. A state of'so tIe briety was too terrible for my S o ? thoughts. I drank more deeply, iiand was rarely, if' ever. free from " ne the bewildering effects of partial b in toxication. At last I became so C re- abandoned that my wife urged by, d, her firiends no doubt filed an appli- " -cation for a divorce, and as cause nd1 could be readily shown why it should be granted, a separation nkwas legally declared ; and to corn-e aplete my disgi'ace, at the congres-C hesional canvass I was left off my mticket as unfit to represent the ti -(district. m to "When I beai'd of the Sons of' i- fTemperance,I sneered at tirst.,then Cl atwondei'cd, listened at last, and tI ar then I threw myself'oni the great at brothlerhiood that was mare.bi ngtC :l- on in triumph, ini the hope of be. - ve ing carried oft' by thiem out of the i' each of danger'. Nor (lid I hope P ewith a vain hope). The Order I( te did foi' ime all, and more than all I ei en could have desired. It set me ,once more on my feet, onico more i by made a man of me.0 "A year of' sobricty, earnest do- d ed votion to my pr'ofession and fer'- S' vent prayer to Him who alone a ed gives strength in evei'y good res- C is olution, restorecd me to much that ' is I had lost; but not all, not the 6' he r'ichest trecasurthat I had proved C is myself unwoi't.hy to retain-not am ad my wife and children. Between 0 as myself and these law has laid its i' wster'n, impassale inteirdictions.- I 00 1 have no longer a wife. no longera n. children, though my heart goes lt towards these loved oneCs with the r. dtenderest yeairning. Pictur'es of t i. Iour earlier days of' wedded love arec ne ever' lingeing0 in my imagination. he I dream of the sweet fire-side cir- t he ele, I see ever before me the placid so face of my Alice, as her eyes look- tl he ed into mine with intelligent con .fidence ; the music of her voice is0 Je eveir sounding in my cars." t is IHere the speakei"s emotiona ve overcame him; his utterance be ks camed choked, and he stood silent, 0 with bowed bead and trembling ~ limbs. The dense mass of people C wewere hushed into oppresuive still .e ness, that was broken here and b .there by half-stifled sobs.a r-C ,.At this moment there was a a move in the crowd. A single. f'e-. male figure, before whom every k one appearcd instinctively to give W, way, was seen passing up the aisle. p- This was not observed by the tl seakr nntil she hadrcoemm nearly b ;n front of tie platforn w?l bhich lie st(iod. Then tle niovement eauight his ear, and his eves that instant fell on Alice, who, by the killdness f thio-e ear her., w: conducted to his side. The whole auhence, thrilled with the scene, Were Uponi their feet bending for ward, when the speaker extendg ais arms, and .lice threw herself ipon his bosom. Ai aged miiniiister then came :rard and geiitly separated omr. "No, no," Said the reforI --l cngres srnan, youi e-an nt .ke lier away from Ine. "11eavenli forbid that I thould." aid the minister; but by Vour )wii confeUssion she is not your vife "No, she is not," returned he spqaker rnotrnfiffly. "But is 'eadV to take her vows again," nodestly said Alice. in a low tone. imiling through her tears. Be ore that large assembly, all stand. ng. and with few dry eyes, the narrage ceremony was a(rain >erfirmed that gave the speaker jd Alice to each other. As the ninister, anl aged man, with thin Vhjite locks. coMpleted the muarri ge rite, lie laid his hand ipon the wo ho had joinled in the holy on(ds, and, lifting up his Stream ng eVes, said in a solemn voice. What God has joined together. St riot RUM pu*t asunder." Ame1 !" was cried by the whole ssembly, as with a single voice. [(d Oaken Bucket. FATHER TERRY ON GENE SIS. Of all the methods proposed to econcile Genesis and Geology, hat offered by the Rev. Mr. Terry, Roman Catholic priest of Chica ;o, is by far the most effective, if ot. the most orthodox or most atisfactory. Science, according o this view, is all fact and Genesis 11 fiction ; and as fact and fiction annot be said to contradict each ther, Science and Genesis cannot e said to disagree. The book of ,enesis, Father Terry teaches, is grand epie. Th,. htori, oQf Eden nd of man's creation are poems. o is that of the creation of Eve ut of one of Adam's ribs. Pearls f revelation are contained in [iem. it is true. The acid of crit -ism will redeem them from their ierustation. The story of the eluge and the rainbow in the Bi le are no better than tbose con arniing the rib and the garden, or are they of a different nature. odom and Gomorrah were burn I just as Chicago was. There, as nothing mysterious in their uruing. God had no more to do ith it than He had with the great hicago tire of 1871. Not an aveng ig Deity, but the West-side iingles and the high winds were ie cause of that disaster. If this be Catholic doctrine, it tn no longer be said that the atholic Church is immoveable. ideed, if it be the Catholic doe ire, the Catholic Church is the Ost advanced of all churches. ather Terry has reconciled sci ice andh religrion in such a way at they can never quarrel again. it be urged that God did not eate tihe world in six dlays, theI ture Catholictheologian will an ver: Of course not-that is all >verty. If. a proselyte finds it flcult to subscribe to the ac unt of the fllI; how the temp *r took tire shrape of a serpent and duced the first woman by its el iuence to eat the apple, his >ubts may be calmed by the as rance that this is one canto of epic. If it be suggested that brist is not the Redeemer of' the orldl in the commonly accepted mse, the skeptic may be confirm. I in Iris position by the assur ice that since man's fall is a fic on, there was no need of such a deemer; that, therefore Christ not a redeemer but only an ex nple. Having begun this, Father Ter will do well to continue. Let ie Young Men's Catholic Libra r Association have a series of' ctures of the same character as rat on Thursday night. And om the same gentleman-one on me Poetry of Mathew, an anoth on the Poetry of John, a thuird the P'etry of Job, a fourth on re Poetry of the Virgin Mary, 'ud a fifth on the Poetry of the adgment. If Father Terry is uly consistent throughout, and duces the rest of the Catholic hurch to follow him, he will find 'arwin, H rey, and Spencer hum ly knock at the door, begging Imission into the One Holy atholic and Apostolic Church, rid ready to use their influence. i favor of Father Terry for Pope I iRome.-Chicaao Tribune. Sin is bad in the eye, worse in ae tonrgue, worse still in the heart, ni wnrst of all in the life. OLD LOVE REKINDLED. The wedding was that of 3 Conger, member of Congress fr( whip.': with .Mlrs. 61iblc. w ow o.\lajor SbeY, United Stat arm11V. shie wats f1s lu phries, daughter of Judge Hu pilresd 0 the Supreme Court oft State l ( flizo. ZLnIl I '.entV sr years ag) was tlianced to U meter. then a handusomec. lmt) og outh. They quarreled aj :arted. In six month0s ;Ie quarn Vas for iz. ani thev we .ai1n enlr(ed. Miss Ilh nphri was pretty. a belle, alnd a tlirt.. F[er flirtin- propensities did n please Mr. Conger, ani he remo strated with her. Being a big spirit%- girl, she again and final broke the engagement, tellir him she would never marry hir lie lcft the State. She marri< and he married. Major Sib!t lived twelve years. There were r children, and at his 4cath she wei abroad. frs. CoAger lived a f' years. and left three children. I Uctober, weary of European lit Mrs. Sibley determined to retui to her home in Cirncintnati. Arri in.g in New York, it occurred i her to come to Washin"ten for few weeks. Oh, women, bow my terious are thy ways! One d time hanging wearily on her hand she wandered (?) to Congress < course, never dreaming that i this august body salt her affinit: An hour passed: the debat< were prosy and tedious. So, gat ering her wraps about her, si prepared to leave the galler when there was a tap on h shoulder. Turning, who did sl behold but the lover of her youtl After commonplace greetini in an agitated voice, she ma( the inquirv. "I suppose your fan ly are with you ?" "Did you not know that m wife was dead?" With tragic start she averre she did not. They chatted sort time, and on leaving she said "I am at the Arlington-wi Nou comne UaA bee In - Hesitation on his part, blush< on hers, and then in a low voic replied Conger: "I will conic if you take bac what yot said to me twenty-fiv years ago." "I will," she answered, and sh wilted. The engagement was very brie and the happy twain were unite Saturday, May 23d, at eleve o'clock A. M. The bride wore a pearl-colore satin brocade, with diamond orns ments, and looked very well, a beit sbecould not look sentimnenta for she is not very young, an weighs about one hundred an ninety-five pounds. A GREAT KNIFE-SWALLOW ER. A writer in the Siecle, of Pari gives the following account of al American sailor, named JohI Cummings: On the first occasion this mai swallowed fourteen knives. A may be supp)osed he was ill it consequence; but he recovered and was able to re-commence hi exploits. Being made a prisone: by an Englishb ship in 1807, he sul fered himself to be persuaded t< satisfy the cur-iosity of the crew This time he swllowed seventeel knives in the course of two conse eutive days. But he was then attacked by excessive pains whic] required the aid of a surgeon, un der whose care lie remained cigh teen months. Hie svas then dis missed as incapable of service. T wice in the year 1807 he entere< Guy's Hospital, London, and wa attended there by Dr. Babington who bad much difficulty in believ ing the account which the mar gave of the origin of his illness. He left, the establishment, bu again returned to it in 1808 unde the care of Dr. Currie, and die< there in the the following year, ar ter seven months suffering. W hen the body was opene, there was found in it fourtee. knives all corroded and partl: dissolved. On one of them, how~ ever, the name of thbe maker migh be still distinguished ,:a coppe button and part of a silver settn; which had adorned another wer scarcely touched, but the naih springs, and horn handles were i a state of decomposition. The final malady and death ha been' caused by the half of a larg knife becoming fixed across tb intestines. The stomach istelf wa not at all injured, and Comming after his last experiment, had ear en with excellent appetite. You may gather a rich harves of knowledge by reading, ba thought is the winnowing m~ chine A TOUCHIN INCIDENT. [r. e heard a story told the other day that made our eves moisien. -W have determined to tell it, es* -Iit just as we *heard it. to our little ones: A conpany of poor children be who had been _a11hered out o f1 the allvys and gartt of the city, were preparing for their departure to niew and distnt homes in the West. Just befre tlw time of el . S! :uun 1 i: I I t b ears , of th [:rVS I w zoz;ced aide from1 t he otitli', and uppareutlv very busy with a cast of ,armient. The superin. A n n enden. stepped up to him, and n- iounld that he was cuttiNg a small piece out of tire patched linings. It proved to be his old jacket, which having been repiaced by a new one, had been thrown away. There was no time to be lost Cone, John," Said tle superin. tendent, "Wat are you going to do with that old piece of calico?" "Please sir. said John. "I am cutting, it to take with me. My dear mother put the lining into 11 this old jacket for me. This was a piece of her dress and it is all that I have to remember her by." And as the poor boy thought of that dear mother's love, and of the sad death-scene in the old garret where she died, he covered his face with his hands. and sobbed as if his heart would break. But the train was about leaving, and John thrust the little piece of cal ico in his bosom to remember his e mother by, hurried into the car, and was soon far away from the place where he had secu so much sorrow. We know many an eye will moisten as the story is told andretold throughout the country, and many a prayer will go to God for the fatherless and mo therless in all great cities and all places. Little readers, are your d mothers still spared to you ? Wiil e you not show your love by obedi once ? That little boy who loved so well we are sure obeyed. Bear this in mind thi A :--- a one day have to look upon the face of a dead mother. no though t wou'd be so bitter as to remember k that you had give her pain by your willfulness or disobedience. [Ol School Presbyterian. CoNcET.-Ilardly anything is more contemptible than the con ceit which rests merely upon so ,cial position-the conceit of those who imagine that thus tchey are divorced from the clay of common -men,of those who shrink with hor -ror from the phlea of work, as some thing which degrades by its very contact, and yet, who very likely. owe their present position to some not remote ancestor, who. recog nizing his call to work, lived more honestly in the world than they do, and was not ashamed of soiled thumbs. It is one of the meanest Sthings for people to be ashamed of the work from which they drawI their income, and, which glorified their ancestors more with their soiled aprons and black gowns, 3 than themselves with their rib. bons and flash jewelry. It might be a fine thing to be like the lilies, more gloriously clothed than Solo- I m ron,and doing nothing,if we were only lilies. Advantageous position is only a more emphatic call to -work: and while those who hold 1 the 'advantage may not be com - pelled to manual drudgery. they should recognize the fact thatt manual drudgery may be performn ed in the same spirit as that which characterizes their own work, and thereforec that it is equally honora-I - ble.-Rer. Dr. Chapin. TIIE IRisii oN CIVIL. IGITS. St was on Saturday night last thatI Fred Wiley, an Adonis of charcoal hue, who acts as an assistant in the kitchen of thre Lamar Hlouse. ap-I r proached Mfiss M1ary Donahue, at buxom Irish maiden whose re: nowued skill as the pastry cook of the Lamar House is known the city over, and said to her that as theo Civil Rights bill had passed, he wanted her to array herself in her best finery the next morning and go to chnrch with him. The maiden looked up in surprise, and notiing. that the dusky Adonis seemed in earnest. demanded to know if be meant what he said. All unaware of the danger of in suiting a maiden of the brave,t virtuous and impulsive Irish race, he replied that he did. No soon er were the words out of his mouth than down upon his great skull came, with terrific force, thet heavy wooden ladle which Mary held in her hand, and the bloods flowed profusely from the wound t t tbat the blow caused. His firstt t experiment in "civil righ ts'' slight- t ly cooled his ardor. [Knoxville Chronicle. ADVERTISINC RATES. Advertisementq inserted at the rate of S1.00 per square--one inch--for first insertion. ard 75,. for each subsequent insertion. Doubie column advertisements ten per cent on above. 'otices of meetings, obituaries ana tributc a of respeer, same rates 1jer square as ordinary advertisements. Special notices in local column 20 cents per une. Advert.:sements not marked with the num lr of inserItons will be kept in till forbid and charged accordingly. Special contracts made with large adver tisers, with liberal deductions on al-ove rateF. 4Jale Pvrw Done with Neatness and Dispatch. Terms Cash. THE 11AGIC BOX. A housekeeper's affairs bad for a long time been becoming very much entangled,. and the poor wo man knew not what to do to getL out of he difficulties. After a time she bethought herself of a wise old hermit who lived in the neighb borLood, and to him repaired for advice. She related to him ail her trouble, sayingu: "Things go on badly enough nothing prospers indoors or oult. Pray, Sir. can you not advise some remedy for my misfortunes?" The hermit-a shrewd, rosy man -begged her to wait, and retiring to an inner chamber of his cell, af ter a short time brought outa very curious-looking box, carefully seal ed up. "Take this," said he "and keep it for one year; but you must, three times a day. and three times a night, carry it into the kitchen, the cellar, and stable, and set it down in each corner. I answer for it that you will shortly find things improve. But be sure that at the end of the year you bring back the box. Now farewell." The good woman received the precious box with many thanks and bore it carefully home. The next day, as she was carrying it into the cellar, she met a servant who had been secretlydrawingapitcher of beer. As she went a little later into the kitchen, there she found a maid making herself a supper of omelets. In the stable she discov cred and corrected some new fau ts. At the end of the yearshe, faith. ful to her promise, carried the box to the hermit, and besought him to let her keep it, as it had a most wonderful effect. "Only let me keep it one year longer," she said. "and I am sure all will be remedied." The hermit smiled and replied: "I cannot allow you to keep the box, but the secret that is hidden within you shall have." He opened the box._rqdlo h it contained nothing but a slip of pa per on which -was written this couplet: Would you thrive most prosperously Yourself must every corner see. PLLcK. -The hopelessness of any one accomplishing anything without pluck is illustrated by an East India fable. A mouse that :iwelt near the abode of a great magician was kept in such constant iistress by its fear of a cat, that the magician, taking pity on it, ~urned itin toa cat itself. Imme iiately it began to suffer from its ear of a dog, so that the ma ;ician turned it into a dog. ?hen it began to suffer from the ear of a tiger, and the magician urned it into a tiger. Then it >egan to suffer from the fear of huntsman, and the magician, in lisgust, said, "Be a mouse again, s you have only the heart of a nouse it isijmpossible to help you by ~iving you the body of a nobler nimal." And the poor creature gain became a mouse. It is the ame with mousc-hearted men. Ic may be clotbed with the pow rs, and placed in the position of ~rave men, but he will always act ike a mouse ; the public opinion 3 usually the great magician that in ally says to such a person, "Go ack to your obscurity again. Jou have only the heart of a nouse, and it is useless to. try o make a lion of you." NOBLE T HoUGHTS.-I n e V e r ound pride in a noble nature, nor mumility in an unworthy mind. )f all trees, observe that God has hosen the vine; a lowly plant hat ceeps the hopeful wall; of ,1l the beasts, the soft and patient amb; of all the fowls, the mild ,nd guileless dove. When God .ppeared to Moses, it was not in the ofty cedar nor the spreading palm, lut a bush-an humble abject >ush-as if he would by these selec ions check the conceited arro ~ance of man. Nothing prodo eth love like humility ; nothing ate like pride. IRRESOLUTION.-Inl matters of ~reat concern, and which must be lone, there is no surer argument fa weak mind than irresolution, -to be undetermined where the ase is so plain, and the necessity o urgent ; to be always intending o lead a uew life, but never to ind time to set about it. Words are little things but they ometimes strike bard. We wield hem so easily that we are apt to orget their hidden power. Fitly - poken, they fall like sunshine, e dewv, and the fertilizing rain ; __ut_when_unfitly, __like if rot uwhenhil nfitly,olaie tempeost, he hail, and desolating tempest.