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? ^ #ratigeinri Hens. __ TWO DOLLAIiS FEU ANNUM. }. GOD A.1STT3 OUR:.|COTJN TRY. "i ALWAYS IN ?DVAM^Jf", VOLUME 5. . SATURDAY MQENlfe^EP^EMBER 16, 1871. NUMBBSESl/ THE ORANGrEBCTRGr NEWS PUBLISHED AT JErerj Saturday Morning. BY TUE ?RANGK?HR? NEWS OMPANY ?:o:? TERMS OP SUBSCRIPTION. Ob? Copy for ono year.... $2.00 '?? ?? ?? Six Months..... 1.00 Any one sending TEN DOLLARS, for a of New Subscribers, will receive an EXTRA COPY for ONE YEAR, free of -?karge. Any ona sending FIVE DOLLARS, ?fer a Cl?? of New Subscribers, will receive ran EXTRA COPY foT SIX MONTHS, free of 's karge. RATES OF ADVERTISING. 1 Square 1st Insertion. Sl.fiO ?? ?? 2d " , ,.??..?.. 1.00 A Square consists of 10 lines Brevier or ?ens inek tf Advertising spare. Administrator's Neticts, .$5 00 'Notices of Dismissal of Guardians, Ad ministrators, Executors, Ac..$'-> 00 Centrast Advertisements inserted upon tho issest liberal' terns. MARRIAGE and FUNERAL NOTICES, met sxsesdiag sac Square, inserted without ?ehsrgs. Terms Cash in Advance. "X?a ?wmj_a1_J.J _j.:.. . W . - - EDITH YYARttEN. A TALE OF T?E REVOLUTION. About s quarter of a mile from Col iy bark's Point, on n beautii'ul little knoll, stood, in tbe time v>f the Krvolu tion, a neat nnd pretty (fur in those days it was very pretty) American farm 1 unse, w hich nan inhabited by an (dd native whom tve shall call Adam War ren, his Vbelief moiety," und two lovely daughters, just budding into woman h.?d. Friiin the piazza of the house lho view of the MWTi.tmding e ti.ilry was heautilul. 'The m?j.-?:ie iii.d on. n hhort dis'auru from the dodway?tbe It gh lauds, and the lull trees with their rich foliage made it a sc?ho al imst en ^'muting. The quiet and pence uf tbe j.ood old farmers were not disturbed in .thosedays by the noise of steamboats and other river craft; a holV calm per vaded all" around, and tint uro seemed fairly intoxicated with her own lovcli bess. Close by the kitchen Jor>r of the farm house was a well, which was suid to be over ?n hundred feet deep ; at the bot tom of which old gossips shrewdly hin ted that "lots of gold" was buried to ?prevent its getting into the bands of the British and Hessians. Adam Warren's house w?s two stories high, very large and commodious, with plenty ol* room for bis family, and more to spare ''for .company." In those days painters and carpeutor:. were not so pleuty as they .arc now, you probably know, gentle render, and therefore Adam Wartan was prevented from having the external ap pearance of his house looking just as he wanted it?for be wus a man of very great taste, sod rather upper teu-thou jsandish in his views. It was the close of the last day of the .buinmcr of 1783, that our story cotnfncn ,ccb. It had I ecu a lovely day, aud the .departing rays of the sun shed a rich lustre on the surrounding scenery, which m.o/Ia u nmro nifttnrennno. and beautiful than over. Adam had just finished his .supper, when the news arrived that an intimate friend of his had fallen from a tree, broken both his legs, and was not repeated to survive. It was a distance .of over teu miles; a:;d ulthough Adam had been hard > t work all duy in the field, he resolved to set o(f immediately. After seeing that everything was sale ?nd sccuro in tho house, (for Adam Warren was a wiun pretty well to do in iha world,) ho had "Black Bess" sad dled for tho ride. Ho had frequently :gouc away and loft his family alone be fore, although those wer? dangerous times to do so ; nnd as they had never been molested, be felt no tear this time, as they seemed perfectly willing to slay alone, nnd exerted themselves comider ,nbly to get him off. ''Mind, Martha, keep the house well fastened,'' said Adam to his wife as he mounted his horse. "I have the rifles tell loaded in the garret, mid you will ?nd plenty uf powder aud shot in the jrou chest if you want it. I will be hack by ten to-morrow?Good bye!" And, as ho said this, ho dashed his spur into his horse's sides, nnd was soon out of the lane into the mad. His wit'o und daughter watched l)im from the piazza until ho was out of aight, nud tho noise of his horse's hoofs had died away. ,lTho nessiuns will have to bo pretty cute to &ct our uew hats this time, won't they, Eliza'{" said Mrs. Warron to her eldest daughter, as they wore seated around tho sewing table iu tho evening. ''ludced they will'" was the brief re ply. "How is that?" asked Edith, tho youngest, who was very busily engaged ut sewing something similar to patch work. "Why, mother has buried thorn I" said Eliza. "Buried thcui ? that's quite a joke, ha ! hu! you dou't mean it?" asked Edith, laughiug until tjc tears started in her beautiful blue eyes. "I do menu it; and what's more, I mean that no one will know where they arc but ourselves," replied Eliza. "T think myself it's a famous idea," said Mrs. Warren. "'People bury money; why cannot, we bury our hats 1" "Hark !" exclaimed Eliza, suddenly starting up, 1 1 thought I heard a voice under the wiudow !" Immediately all were silent as death. Edith dropped hot' work, und Mrs. War ren followed her example. They wore us still as possible for at least ten min utes, but not u sound was audible. "Oh. pshaw ! she's trying to fri htcn ub!" exclaimed Edith, tired with lis tening. "Or else it is tho wind she hoard," said Mr.-. Warren, looking suspiciously, ' over her specs. "I am positive it was a human voice !" ! said Eliza. "Oh, nonsense ! yon are getting ner r.vouK," replied Mrs. Wurrun, resuming her work. "Well, I might havu been mistaken; but it ou::ded very much like the Voice Ufa mutt." "Hist! did you hear that?the report ? of a rifle ? ' said Edith. "And now another ? voice ander the wiudow," said Eliiia. '?Vtui are right this time./ said Mrs Warren, "1 heard v voice and a footstep, too." "Hark! bark ! don't whisper !" "They arc walking on the piazza, I do believe." I "Hist! hist ! 'tis the company forag ing Hessians,' said Mrs. Warren, in a Ion voice. "'J ho doors and windows are well bolted und barred dowu stairs, yirls, let us l(?k after the rifles iu the gar ret." In a mou out the mother and hor two children had ascended the stairs, and j were in the garret, or, as it wus termed by Adam, the "Sun lloom." "Four rillcs well loaded, and plenty of ammunition, git Is, so we can give them as good as they SOtid," said Mrs. Warren, closing the room door. "That wc can !*' cxcTuimod the girls ; and each one took a rifle from the corn er. ? Hark ! hear that ! they arc trying to force the door," whispered Edith. "Upon the wiudow cautiously, Eliza," said Mrs. Warren, "and we will give them n ta*:tc of our quality !" The words were scarcely out of her mouth, when crack ! crack ! crack ! went throe i dies. "Ha ! ha !" should the leader of tho party below, "wo have thorn now. Three fair faces, or my eyes deceive me. SouiO i Li/.. .'. ? -r..,1?by Jove ! we must work hard for them ! ' The report of another rifle was that instant hoard und the gallant leader bit the dust. "Quick ! quick ! Edith," exclaimed Mrs. Warten, "reload the rifles, or they will bo loo much for us 1" "You are ahmst exhausted, mother," I replied Edith, handing her a loaded rifle ; "let me take your place ior a while." "No, noj keep out of danger, girl?I um prepared for-" "Oh ! God, that shriek how wild anil terrible I" as it burst from the lips of the lovely ? irl, when she s w the next j moment her mother stretched a corpse at her feet! A riflu ball Lad penetrated her forward, and sank deep, deep, into her skull. "Let's hold out DO longer," said Eliza, as .she bent weeping over her dead moth er, There is use ; and no* that she is I ... dead, what have we to live for?" "Courage, sistor, courage!" replied Edith, taking up tho rifle used by her parent, and rushing onco more to the window. "Thisshall avenge her djath !" "Be uicriy, boys, be merry 1" shouted the present leader of the party, "w^o have settled the account of oue of thorn, and the tvro others cannot stund it much longar." The. report of a riflo was heard from the window, and another UeSBian bit the dust. Hark ! there goes another, und auother, nud nuother ! each ooo carries death with it. "D-!" shouted one of the lies sians ; "this is paying dourly for a litt'e booty?seven killed, nud nothing gaiucd yet. Conic, boys, let's Bee if we en n't get a little rest. Tho other party will bo ulong iu tho tnoruing, and then we will have them without any troubh." "Agreed," chimed the other two and the tiio took up their quarters for the night on the piazza. Eliza and Edith overheard their con versation from the window, and finding that they were not to be molested for the night, closed the window. Imagine their feelings, after the heat and excite ment of the preceding hours were over, on beholding the Corps? of her who was to them all they held dear on earth. On gazing on her cold, clammy brow, an icy tremor ran through the veins of Eliza, and she sank back in a chair, her lips colorless, and her cheeks as white and pale as marble. Edith stood for a mo ment speechless ; but, recovering herself, the .ran up to her, fell upon her knees, and as phe impressed a kiss upon her clay cold lips, uttered that sweet and holy word, "Mother !" The sun rose mild and beautiful next morning; the birds carolled forth thoir giy notes as merrily as ever, but there seemed to be a stillness about the old cottage?a mournful si.illne.ss that spoke of death and sorrow. Long before the hour of leu arrived, (the time that Adam was to eome hack.) Eliza and Edith were planning how they could best get away, and inform him of the 'anger that awaited him if he approached i h h >uso. ??After all) EKsj," said Edith,"I think we had Letter resume our old position, and guard him from their attacks as best we can. It' we attempt to escape from the Ionise we certainly shall he detected, then all hope i.s lost for him !*' "Vou arc right, you arc right, sister," said Eliza, clinging fondly around Edith's neck, "und may God bless you for a kind noble girl ?" Hark ! what sounds approach ! 'Tis the tramping of horse's hoofs. A mo ment and "Black Bess" turns the angle of the road, with her gallant rider. "Throw those dead holies in the Lushes, Nod; quick, or the old chap will be hero before you.?Dead men teli no tales, but. they had better be out of sight." '?It shall be done, capting," said a ihi rt, chubby little fellow, who walked from the stoop to execute the order. "Curses on old Bob's bead ! he has | made me bloody all over?" "Black Bess," with her rider, soon approached the house. On seeing three men on tho Btoop, dressed as Hessians Adam began to suspect that nil was not right ; but sootier than exhibit the least particle of fear, ho rode up to (he old walnut tree in front of ihe door and dismounted. Tho old man was wbhotil oven a pistol ; ami seeing three men well provided with lire-arms ho conclu ded to treat them in a friendly manner, and act unconcernedly as possible. "Fine morning major said tho one ?tonrest do >r, as he came up tho stoop. "A very line morning, indeed, re plied Adam. "Wo have travelled considerable since daybreak, and have taken the liberty to rest awhile on your stoop? suppose you have no objections?" "None at all, gentlemen, ho replied, "won't you walk in ?ruh mo and take some refreshments '{" "All is now lo.st !" exclaimed Eliza, as she hcutd her father's invitat ion to them. "Not yet," replied Edith, running lo the head of tho stairs with the rifles. "We are how equally matched. Nerve yourself, and we shall soon triumph." '1 have a terrible foreboding, Edith, that one pf us will die this morning.'' "Hush, hush '. you are nervous, I am sure you are. They are in the house now. Hark ' sotno one knocks at the stair door. There is a scuflle below? may be they are murdering him - hark 1 that knock again; 'tis his, and ho has escaped! Open h\i quick?open it, Eliza, while 1 stand here with a good rifle!" Tho door opens ; but instead of her father, it is the present leader of the counterfeit Hessians drcsjiod iu his clothes. In ii moment itliza discovered that she hud liecu deceived, and stnrted buck with a bound nmjr. endeavored to gain tho top of the stairway. "Hold ! not quite so ^fast, my pretty one, I must taste the j^cct&r of those pretty lips before you igo. You huvo done considi ruble mischief, and you must now in a measure /repay us 1" and so saying,' the rufTiau caught tbe tender form of the young girl tjn his arms, nnd would have polluted bcr lips with a touch of bis lint, bad mo not with one superhuman effort toi^ herself from him. '?Stand bark, you ?eiid.or-."The words were scarcely oul of her mouth before n bull from the ?tlc of Edith had entered his brain, nudtto fell senseless ut her leet. At tho report of the ;rifl^ the old 11:111 burst away from the Mold of the two ruffians, lor they had endeavored its bind him to a post in the room, and seeing his child before him hoy rushed towards hor ; but before he tetlbhed tin stairs, a blow from behind mad* him reel to the door. '?They have killed him I" exclaimed Eliza, on seeing her father fall. '?It's too late now, uwr beauty." said one of the ruflians "la he cuught hold of the bosom of her dress nnd tore it open. ''It's to 1 lato, now?you have done us enough injury, and by my good name, we'll make you Vny for it. Hasn't the rosy lips, Hi! ' ? I'll take her, nnd you can have tho ?ither up stair.- ; but you will have to 1 i_.lit amazing hard to get her. She is .1 perfect she-devil in petticoats. The way flic popped over the old commodore wait a caution to all land sharks,now, I tell ye! (.Joed girl, though. gi ; >1 gitl. and'Worth getting '." He had hardly sp deed the Waids be !'<<:<? ohl Ad im, who had recovered !': <>:.! the effects 0!'lie l e w was on Iiis feet ami his ha nils gia-pd tightly round : ?. i i.fli.K.S ucelc. ^_ ? ??i.et go your ItohTj obi man, or I'll* strike jou hard, 1 tell _\ c." As he spoke tin* other ruffian ra>ed the bn'.t of his liflo in the air. and tin next moment the blmd spirted from ;i broad wound in the old man's forehead, and he fell backward to tho floor. "Ami you take that," Btiid ho, strik iug Eliza a blow with his Ii t, "and sec if you ern't keep your jaw tight l< r aw'nilo." Tho lair young girl reeled at. 1 f it behind her I; liter without uttering n syllable- As slur fell llO Uttered il dncp groan ? he was dying. "Now ihr the one up stairs, and WO are safe," raid the ruffian, motioning his comrade to follow. Edith leu! but one rill!: loaded, and as she saw thc:u approach site determined to do tho most with it. "Stand back !" aim oxclui. cd, "I will shoot the first that comes near.-' Her courage ami determination made the two ruffians shrink lorn moment with fear. "She is only a woman Bill," said the tallest, advancing. "But flic has t'nc very devil in her ey e, now. 1 tell \ c." "You are not afraid, ate you ? c one on." Edith's mind wis made up?sh ? fired and he fell With a terrible y 11, dead at his comrade's feet. "You hnvo killed him, buf 11 if mc ! ' ward and grasping her hand. "J h ive all y ur g'ild?they arc both dead down stairs, and you have got to follow them. I'ut stop?if you say you will freely bt come my wile, y >u shall live-?I liko your face, and I think We Could agree pretty well. Which do you prefer?what say you? Speak quick ; I'll hnvo no delay." "Sooner than wed a wretch like thee. I would prefer to die upon tho rack." replied Ktlith, in a clear, calm voice. "Yen are answered, now do with mo as you like." ' You had bottler think 11 moment long? r, my blossom. "You have my answer alroady." "Well, since you are so ugly about it. you shall be gratified. You shall die by the side of those down stairs ; so come along, my blossom," and ho caught her in his nmis, ami polluted her lips With a kiss. lie had hardly done so, however, !?.? loro a well directed blow from behind ; sent him reeling to one corner of the room. In au instant Kdith had 1. cov crcd herself, and looking up she ex claimed? "Saved! saved! saved!" ami fell prostrate at the feet of a young Ameri can officer. "Secure that man," said he to the sol diers nt his command, "and he shall he made to pay dearly for his morning's work. We were right in suspecting that some foul play was going on here I" Edith followed the young olficor down stairs, and was surprised to Gad that Eliza was recovered from tlio effects of the blow, and kneeling by the side of her dyiug father. In an instant Edith was there also. The young officer of fered his assistance, but it was of uo avail. The spirit of the old man was soon to return to the (Jod who gave it. With great effort he was partly held up by his own request, and taking hold of (be hands of Eliza and Edith, he faintly articulated? "Messiahs on?" The last word died away iu his throat, and he sank back in Edith's arms ?1 < ?o. < ?! * * o * * * ? hive months from that day America and England were at peace, and one year from (hat. Edith Warren was the happy wife of Edward Little, tho gallant young officer. Eliza never mat t ied, but lived with her sister til! the day of her death. Where once stood the old farm-house of Adam Warren, there is inw eree(od a large and elegant mansion, owned by a wealthy merchant of New York City. Twenty .Years of vice. Many years ago, a Celebrated Italian artist was. walking along the streets of his native city, perplexed and despond ing iu consequence of son c irritating ein umstauces or misfortune, when he beheld a little boy of stielt surprising beauty that he forgot his own trouble and gloom in look'tig upon the angelic face before him. "That face I must have," said the iirtist, "for my studio Wi'l you come lp my room and sit for a picture, my li'lle :i.nii':" ? - ? ? ??Nmi '1 he little hoy was glad to go and sec the p'cturcs and pencils and curious' things in the artist's room, and he was more pleased when he saw what, eccmcd to be another boy, looking just like himself, smiling from (he artist's canvass. The artist t ink a great d:al of pleas ure in looking at die sweet, innocent face. When he was troubled, or irrita ted, or perplexed, he lifted his eyes to th.al lovely ini;i;jo on the wall, nn 1 its beautiful, hopeful features and expression Calmed dis heart and made him happy again. Many a visitor to his studio wished to purchase tiiat lovely facoj but, though p -or, and often in want of money to buy food and clothes, l:e would not sell his good angel, as he culled this portrait. So years went on. Oftentimes, as ho looked up to the face on that glowing canvass, he wondered what had become of that boy. "How I should like to see how he looks now ! 1 wonder if 1 should know him ! Is he a good man and true, or wicked and abandoned? or has he died and gone to a bettor world ?" One day (ho artist was strolling down I ono of the fine walks of the city, when j he beheld a young man whose face ami mien were so vicious, so depraved, so almost Ii nd like, that ho in voluntarily stopped an l gazod at him, "What n spocUicle ! I should like to paint the liguro ami nnng it in my stu dio opposite the angel-hoy," said the artist to himself. Tho young man asked the painter for money ; for he was a beggar as well as u thief. '?Come to luv room and let U)0 paint your portrait, and I will give you all you ask." said the artist. The young man followed tho paintet und sit for a sketch. When it was fin ished ami he had received a few coins for nis trouble, be turned to go, when ; his eyes rested upon tho picture of the boy ; h<* looked at it, turned pnle, and then hurst into tears. ??W hat (roubles vou man ?" asked the puinti r. !t was long before the young man could speak. He sobbed aloud, and seemed pi< reed with a<.mny. At last he pointed to the picture on the wall, and in broken tones, w hich seemed to come from a broken heart, said : "Twenty years ago you osked mo to come up here an 1 sit for a picture, and that au 'el lace is the portrait. Behold me now. a ruined man, so bloated, so hideous that women and children turn away their facoa from mo; so Dcnd like that you wauled my picture to show how ugly a uiau could look. Ahl I soc now what rice and criuic have done for me." The artist vub amazed. Ho could scarcely believe his f>Wn'eyes and ears. ''How did this hhppfcn'?-Vi Jve naked. The youug.mun then told him his sai 1 and mournful story ; how, being an Lilly 8oj and very beautiful, his parents pet ted nnd spoiled him ; how he went with bad boys n'nd learned all their bsd hab its nnd vices, nnd came to love them; how, having plenty of mooey, ho was enticed into wicked ]daccs uutil all was lost ; and then, unable to work and ashamed to beg, he began to steal, was caught and imprisoned with the worst criminals, and c?me out, still r,i rc de praved, to commit worse crimes than that before ; how every bad deed he performed seemed to dr\ve him to com mit a worse one, until it seemed to him that he could not stop until brought to the gallows. It was a fearful tale, and brought tears into the artists eye. He besought the young m u to stop, offered to l?ol|> him, and tried his best to save bin. IJut. alas ! it Was too lute, disease, con tracted by dissipation, soon prostrated the j ..uug m in. and ho died before bo could reform. The painter hung his portrait directly opposite that of* the beautiful boy ; and when visitors nsked him why he allowed such a hideous looking face to be there, he told them the story, saying as be closed : "lio tween the angel and the demon there are only twenty years of vice." Th; lesson of'this ta'e is in tho tale, itself. You who read it can tell what it is. Think of it often, and heed it always. Some Moue op them 'eke 13bank. A legislative assembly, gathered as it is from all rp irters and from every profes sion, must necessarily includo all varie ties .-.{" character, ?o 'ic of a most amus ing kind. Several years ago tho town of - saw fit to elect a sturdy farmer, whom the levo of travel bad never led out of the precincts or his native county, to the ocorous post of ''member of the general court." Arriving ia Host on, our friend being sonrcwhat hungry and desirous of taking something for the stomach's sake, found hi? cay into one of our principal hotels just at the dinner hour. lie sat down to dinner, and being re quesfed by the waiter to select from the bill of fare what dish he choose, ex pressed a desire for some baked beans. This was brought him, and from the gusto with which they were oaten, evi dently suited our representative The plate was cleared in an incredibly short space of time; and the attentive waiter was at his side. "Will you have your plate ohangod ?" "Yes." The bill of faro was consulted, nnd the guest announced his decision : "I reckon I'll have a few more of them 'ere beans." The rccond iustulm nt was not long I in disappearing. Again the question was proposed : "Will you havo your plate change?" "Yes. You may bring mc & few moro of then 'ere beans." The waiter turned away to conceal the smile, but did as he was ordered. He kept na eye on tnu u... .icageu repre sentative, nod by the time his third plate was emptied, was by his side with the old question. "Uf csurso," thought he, "he'll want something else this time." "What dish shall 1 bring you, sir ?" The representative took up the bill of fare and followed its various items with his finger till he came to .'he end, a pro cess which occupied some ten minutes. IIa was apparently pusttcd, btttin a mo ment his face lightened up, and ho said: "I don't care if" I take a lew more beans." They were brought, nnd wo noed not say, went tho way of their predecessors. "Perhaps, sir," said the waiter, ns he took away tho empty plate, "you would liko some kiud of pudding ? Wc have all kinds." "1 don't know," was the hesitating re ply. "Have you got any more of them 'ore beans ?" "Yes, sir." ??Theo I guess you may bring too n few more to finbh up with. I don't want any pudding." For every day of tho session our re presentative patronized his favorite dish. When at length his Bervioea were dis pensed with, aud he returned to hi* con stituents, he was asked how. .tod liked stopping in Boston. , ,h:<^i l '?Boston is a groat place," h*. ex claimed, in 'enthuaiasm---t<?>s<*? u a fp rrrt ?&c*>'rMtelbe?t?P tili\ " One of the' B#t ^aetie?l(,jbk? I? Theodore Hook's cIcver^GiiDsjrV Our oey," is Duly's lion* upon th*> lady hud ncTur been at 11 ichrnond before or, at least, who icnew more -pf tb^e pecu liarities of the placo. Daly desired tho waiter, after dinner, to bring some "maids of honor"?those ehesseeakea for which the placo has, timeovts oi time, been celebrated. The lady stared, theu laughed, aud asked, "What do you mean by "maids of honor?" "Dear me I" said Daly, "don't you know thia is so courtly a place, and so completely Kinder the iu Hue nee of state etiquette, that everything in Richmond is aaU^4 the functionaries of the pajacc ?,arY?ba* j are called cheesecakes elsewhere, .are here called maids of honor; a cagou is a lord chamberlain ; a cooW'irfsf'ftrd steward; a roast wig is a roastoVotflbe horse ; a pair of ducks, grooms o?,lbs bcuchamb.ii ; a gooseberry tarffeft^ge/gje man usher of the black rod ; and ?gLOr'-" 'flic tuisophisticatcd lady was taken in, when she actually saw (he m?ids :of honour make their appearanWW^e shape of cheesecakes. Shu oco? f%ttcd the whole party by turning tfeth+Aiai ter, and desiring him in a sweet {b?^?e cided tone, to bring her a gentleman, nshcr of the black roil, if they had on? in the house quite cold. IS4M As Usual.?A handsome bachelor clerk in one of the most popular dry goods stores iu Atlanta, is smitten with a fair resident of a neighboring city. The father of the young iady came to Atlanta teccntly and registered at tho hotel where tho bacbeicr clerk boards. As soon as this discovery was made; tho old gentleman was looked up and made the recipient of earnest attention (such us all of us have and are disposed io pay the parents of the "hoped for,") lo^.ifl gratiute himself into the parental favor. Just before going up to dinner the old gentleman wanted information of tho young one where ho could get a drink of ?'peach and houey." "Well, I don't know myself, but Fro heard that in the bar - room cood liquors are kept, was the innocent reply. The old gentleman-aske? the young one to show him the way. "Certainly. Though I don't drink myself," replied the teetotaler. Arrived at the bar, the want of the old gentleman was made known, when the bar-tender, turning to the fOftftg man, coolly remarked: "I suppqoau yopa will take gin and sugar, as usual, Mr. ? ?" He "had orter" wiakp4.fW0?* er. .-'.dopJl ? is? i 11 tsy itnisi 11 flsiaiioj Anecdotk op Horace QaWtt?^ Fanny Fern tells the following fctoty ot* her first meeting with Horace QreoTyl' He agreed to take tea at her house, and Mr. 1'arton gave her special injunction to have some stale bread on the table, as Horace Q., he said never touched hot biscnit. This was accordingly done, and when, tho great editor sat down to supper, a large supply of dry bread was plaoed nine a m his nl?ie?. He. however.' 'was. not content with this, but peering across the table in his near-sighted way at^tho biscuit opposite, ho stretched out hit arm nud procc ded to help himself, and actually made his entire meal of them. ?Mrs. Purton expressed her surprise at this, aud said : ??Wbtr *fr ?reerv T ~?.A #t? I . i.j , ..... . W.J , A . -- wwmm * . . bunc for so long a time, that I thought you abominated hot bread?" "Fanny," replied the sage Horace, helping, himself to another bisem^ "do you always practice what you preach ? I'm sure I don't." . ii i; A clergyman, who owned a farm, found his plowman sitting on his plow resting his horses. Quoth the olcrgy mau : swnj . "John wouldn't it be a good plan for you to have a good stub scythe hero and be cutting a few bushes along the fences, while the horses are resting a short time ?" ? ? "Wouldn't it be well sir," said John, "for you to have a tub of potatoes io tho pulpit, and when they are singing, post cm awhile to be ready for the pot?"