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' ' ' ' , . spwa V.OL. 2. je .$nullitnl (Bnttrprigf, A REFLEX OF POPULAR EVENTS. wasMEiH^aa i?- ipsaoa^ COITOR AND PROPRIETOR. ?i 50, payable in advance ; $2 if delayed. CLUBS of FIVE and upwards f 1, the money in evcryinstnnco to accompany the order. ADVERTISEMENTS inserted conspicuously at the rates of 15 cents per square of 3 lines, and 25 fcents for each subsequent insertion. Contracts for yearly advertising made reasonable. LruBusncn by t. j. prior.] fa j1 *lQ Sireqh)it]g of Jhce. I am dreaming of thee, dearest, I am dreaming still of thee, For t^ino image haunts me ever, Like a fairy melody; When in loneliness I wander, Or in haunts of mirth or glee, Still my heart to thee is clinging? I am drcamimr still of thee I When the morning Matters diamonds O'er the earth in dewy showers, When the mid-day breeze is laden, With the fragrant breath of flowers? When the twilight shades arc bringing Thoughts of tenderness to me? To my heart thy Spirit whispers? I am dreaming still of>hce! When the stars are softly smiling Through,the lone and silent night, Then I think of thee and heaven Pi With n thrill of pure delight; for tliy spirit is so radiant, In its love and purity, That wheno'er I dream of angels 1 am dreaming still of thee ! I am dreaming of thee, dearest, Evermore T a-x-t Whcresoe'cr my footstcpe wonder, Nought but thy loved form I seo; , This poor earth, in thy dear presence Becms a paradise to me, Am! whene'er I dream of Eden, I am dreaming still of thee! isi /v* d t i ?n 3imrrsinig graq. * I he iWiSoto. OR, THE BROKER'S 8*CEET. He looked like an old clothesman, but he was only a broker?a broker with a bad character ; and what that must have been, when it was bad for a broker, we leave to imagination and Johnson to define. lie was reputed the hardest man of his trade ; and, as men of that trade are popularly supposed to be mere electrical machines, worked by flints, not hearts, a supremacy of flinfittess must have left him a fearful conglomerate. He was a withered old man now, bent almost double with age and rheumatism, with . a hooked nose, and light brown eyes, red " - around the lids, and a strange mixture of surliness ami suspicion in his face. He looked ancross between a mastiff and a weasel, which he was in character as well as in countenance. No one had a good word to * * * r ?-l! ? .1 say tor mm. i oo puoncun tit wim?i was sure there was something queer in n (mm who did not bike his honest glass like the ijBst ; Mid the baker looked down on him because he ate ' seconds' on principlo. If a k distress was to be put for miles round the neighborWWwISey pmyed that it might not be by old JoAfapp in, of Holborn Buildings One woman said she'd as lief have the Km ~ peror of Hooshia as ; her uauguler said she'd liefer, Toe very children were afraid Of him, and screamed if ho camo too neai them, unless they were impudent and mock ed him. But to the little ones he was th< district Bogle; and 4 Old Joe Mappin,' stooc in Holborn Buildings, scaring tho riotou small fry of the gutters, for1 tho black roan of more civilized nurseries. Every body, said the man had a secret f Rome thought he was a coiner, and other J that he hflybromitted a murder, and wen p&l6& a^tlte body or the grave. Othen agmitf, said *that he had a mad wit looked up in a garret, on straw; Dut non knew exactly what they thought, exceptin the broad fact that there was a socret som< how, and of ^fprse, if belonging to him, disgraoeful one, he could have nothing bi viilany to oonceal,' said the Inspector to F< licemau 82. Why the report arose of his having a a cretin his JHo, was, because evening alb atoning he was seen stealing in the dus! frjgK garret, along Holborn toward tl JWfl 4i^(jiM*'!et>e knew where he wei * 'toore than one lounging fello wilpW'to follow him; but sotneho the old fcaan alway??*$Uirived to escaj doubitajgih rough ? Streets in such a quu a?d *me*pected manner IhaC^owever it w . d ooe,V in variably got awfey. All sorts ^ been made to tfe*l j^bat th J, * ___ i itomo GREEN\ failed, every one of them, and the brokor's secret was a socret still. Littlo Teddy, his landlord's boy, came the nearest to tho discovery, but ho lost him at last somewhere up in the New Itoad,near Regent's Park, though that was a good measure to havo taken, too. Moreover, ho saw that Joe was decidedly dressed beneath his sbaby old cloak?a thing no one else had known ; and from that time report got about that it was a love affair with somo mysterious celebrity, and that Joe was buying a wife with the gold ; for' he had a Californy-worth,' said his landlord's little boy, Teddy. One evening Joo sot out,'-as usual, with his shabby old cloak and batyred old hat, but well dressed enough beneath. He walked cautiously at first?hobbling, its was nat- ; ural to him now, Avith his rheuinaticsso bad; u..t i.~ 1...1 1- 1 I/Uk iiiki U<J Iiou j;iiaat-u uiruugll 1118 pWtlCU lar quarter, turning round constantly as if to cough, but in reality to seo if any one nas following him, lie walked briskly on, cutting through all sorts of oucer alleys nud bye-places, winding and doubling liko a fox. The best topographer in London could not have followed him. At last ho came to a very pretty house, in the Regent's Park?a house which was evidently inhabited by a gentleman of fortune, as well aspf taste; for all the appointments were in luck perfect keeping, and there was suchin wealth of costly simplicity about it, as cdnld only belong to both these conditions. !The broker looked up at the window as k catno be- < ncath it, and a little girl of akut fourteen i or fifteen?but young and and light for her ] age?leaning out from amonalhe gerani- < urns, cried, as answer to his lAk, 1 Why, < Joe, how late you are to-night l'l < That sweet vocice! tho old nln used to, i say, liimself that he would no'tcchange its i 4 Joe' for a good fippun, note, lie nodded \ to her affectionately, and, carefuk scraping > his shoes, opened the door and vjnt in, with < the air of a man who knows thaihe will be 1 welcome. He took ofhi^iataiscloak,and I put them away into a dark ccher; and r then, clean and 4 respectable laiiiig,' he c went up stairs to the drawing ro?i. r fifteen?was sitting there embr^erinc? t Surrounded with every luxury L] every 1 beauty?nested in that lonely hob liko n 1 bird iu a golden cage?how stihge tho f chance which had thrown togetheiViything 1 so graceful as that lady aua thatUd Jew r broker. Yet they were well acqiLited? s they were even friendrf^for sho rci when r he entered, and advanced toward hi kind- J ly,and shook hands with him,anddrc\lrward t the best easy chair him, and potted I him, 1 as women only can pet, without any\i8ible t overt act But all that Joe seemed Iwish < for was to Bit a little, and watch lierl 8he 1 bent over her embroidery, and to hi her r say again and again that sho was contcd \ and happy. \ s 4 And are you certain suro you wanyor 1 nothing !' inquired Joo : 4 nor Miss Ma\r. 1 et, neither ?' \ ? 4 Nothing, Joo, nothing and the sm i lady looked up affectionately, as if she 1 t spoken to a father. I 4 That is enough?that is all I want,' ml \ tered Joe ; and then ho went back into 11 < depths of his quiet meditation, watclii(4? the lady's face, and every now and the* glancing round the room, as if to see tha all was riirht. and to find out where he coul| alter and improve. ] After this had gone on for a short time Joe Mappin asked for Margaret, in an un couth way, strangely softened, like a mastifl " partly mesmerized. Tho lady rang the bel and Margaret came. It seemed to be th< ' usual way in which sho was summoned whet the broker was there, for she came at once > without giving the servant time to caliber i She also showed the most unaffected grati tude and love for the old man, ronninrr uj > to him and taking his hand, calling bin 'Dear Joe,' as if she meant it. I ' And i? there nothing that tliQ Huh) ku I wants !' said Joo, patting her head an? r smoothing down her curls, 'lias sho gown and bonnets enough, lady! for you kno> i she has but to ask und have.' 1 Why, Joe, I don't wear such a frock in s week 1' said Margret, laughing; 4 and i ' was only last Tuesday that you gave m that beauty, though I hadn't yet half Wor t. my blue silk.' s Joe Mappin drew her between his knee >t and hold her face in his hands. ' Bilvc i, and gold isn't good enough for you both e ho said, witlvalmost a passion of fervor i e his voice: ' so never stint yourself for fei g of inc.' i- But they both said apain that they had a Art AAIll/1 rMnir? M-An ifthev werenrincess ? Hicjr vun ?v? < w|??.. - j g it in a fairy tower, Margaret added ; and wh< >- this aMurance had bean reported to ahno a wcaf$aonic number of times, Joo Mapp e- was eM^ent, and so relapsed into silcn ar agaifK^IVnd there he sat till the lost ra k, of the^un had gone, and CAndles had lia la brought?they were tho finest wax, yon mi at be sure ? peculiar expression of tc w dernees on his mstiff's face, as if he w w reading a sweet chapter lovingly?listenii ?, to a noble song admiringly. And Lh< ik when it was quit* dark outside, be went as way muffled up in his groosy old cloak, of he had oome, and hobbling rheumalica sy when ho came ncAr his own quarters. < ' > # Mg 'ILLE, S. C,: FRIDA This, then, was tho broker's secret, and this was its history : About fifteen years ago, Joe Mappin, almost an old man oven then, was called to seizo tho goods of a certain Captain Thornton, living at tho West End. Tho Captain vfas one of those gay, "feckless, loveablejuen, *ho, by diut of sheer animal magnotfsm, livo for years on credit, and aro then only brought to account when it becomes a matter of life and death to somo of tho poorest creditors?those creditors as sorry for their debtor as if it were themselves going to the Queen's Bench, and accusing themselves bitterly?the tender-hearted, at least?for the troublo they aro bringing on him. Joo Mappin, the hardest of his profession, tho ironhearted, grasping broker, who was believed not to have a single human feeling, even he was touched by tho gallant frankness and gracious niunner of his victim ; and as for the Wlfrt (lint nnKI/i ~ * -1 ' ..v vumii IIWIV) j/nviciitj ?^luriUU3 WOman, with her little one in her arms?something rose up in in his heart for her which ho had never felt in his life before. It was an infinite yearning worship, sueli as ho had read of in the novels of the libraries ho had seized, but which he had always thought trash, and the mere mouthing* of author fools. Ilo felt now, and for the first time, that there was such a thing in tho human heart as love?tho love of beauty, tho love for pity's sake. Captain Thornton was carried off to tho Queen's Bench, and, after a short term of imprisonment, died suddenly of apoplexy, lie had lived too freely, and taken too little ixerciso; and being one of thoso fair hairid men of sanguine temperament who rojuirc abstinence and work, who love luiu y and idleness, he had met the fate, any nedical man would have predicted. His vife and child were thus left alone in the vorld, and penpiless. The broker had novir lost sight of them. Gifts from au unknown hand, money, clothing, and even food, lad kept Mrs. Thornton from want?all the nore welcome, as by her marriage she had lispleased her relatives, who were perhaps lot sorrv now of this excuse^ to.avoidLpvuniTcT job Mappfn came forward openly. lie old her how he had lived an Ishmaelite ifo, without pity and without lovehe told icr how she had roused feelings in him? celings of rovorcnce for humanity, such as ic had never known before; and tho old nan bowed himself before her as to a uporior being, and besought of hor the mvilego of maintaining her and her child. Io wanted nothing, ho said, but to know hat they were happy, and sometimes to lear them say so. IIo had not a relation in ho world to whom he could leave his monjv?not one that they would wrong by taring it. lie had hoarded because it was his inline to hoard, but never knew for vhat end he saved. Now, ho should have laved for Heaven, if she would accept her ifo on theso easy terms. They "were not rnrd ! and if she objected to his going to ice her, he wculd not Indeed, indeed, it vas her happiness, and that sweet baby's? lot his own?ho cared for, in the offers ! What could she do, that gentlo women, vithout friends or fortune, or the moans of earning her own subsistence 1 What could ihe do, but look at her child, hold out x>th her hands of gratitudo, and shame, ind sorrow, all mixoa up together, as she filtered out * Yoe,' and took her fato from Us hands f She understood the truth of Is feelings, and was herself too truthful and wo noble to nssume a false dignity, which l|>uld have been less dignified than the acI |>tance of his generosity. She thanked ' n by her tears, and alio kissed his with* 11 hand ; and that touch bound old Joe i Vpin as her slave for life; the first last, Tonly time that a woman's lips had ever - tiied him. And in this manner their } 'hLa-J been pa^cd for the last fifteen 1 y\ I took a beautiful little house for the i i Wit and her child, and furnished it with 1 ov<luxury and beauty possible. All that s carij hj8 way?dress, jewelry, furniture, f ornlnta?whatever it might be that was rarca expensive, he bought for them. He a lavi4 his money like water, and thought it nothldear which would call forth a smile o from! woman or a joyous exclamation n fromvhild. Their plensuro repaid him for ^Viing; it was his world, Lis life. 9, Ihil tiino was coming fast, now, when jr poor olp0 Mappin, tho broker, must faco 1' the boiry between time and eternity, n and lcal0 great secret. When the winir terhadlj Margarei's flowers, had strippod hcrVn;uim 0f their leaves, and hid it if . . i . ui iivkii *^ngs of nor biros, me oia man m and I >^\Xxl face to face. Hie rhenma?n tism and|ma had been very bad for a ?t long wbild living in his niggard, nsgio lected wa*n^ no^ given him the beat ce chance ofVery- ]|0 knew he was dyys >ng, but him not die in peace without on looking oi%ore on those two faces he *y loved so mL.tbe only two he bad ever in- loved throi4je whole^f his long life, as They could tome to Knn, for they did eg not an<yvhi8re?en0j> even his surname, jn, He jn the beautiful house in a- the lSjBpjBBL:; and servants thought he au was ' HBsffiry 0jd uncle?perhaps from lly Ingy Of faf^ls.',. But if they could not come Ifcfe t would go to them?and m ? ' * " if mSrning, adWs: must, whatever the risk. 1le cyuld not die happilly?he bolioved he could not pass nway at all?without seeing them once more. Though tho seal of death was set rigid on his faco; the old ninn resolved to make this long and perilous journey, lie know he should hasten the supreme moment, but it would bo better even if he did, ho said sadly, lie had done all ho could do now; ho had established aud protected those dear ones, and his death would not deprivo them now of a farthing, or of a singlo comfort, lie had saved enough?let him dio ! lie sent for a neighbor to dress him, for the last time in lus Jnflant . ?.! ! ? - mmm ?.w ^WVU W VIV/H1UO y illlU ? I1VU this was (lone?between fainting and long tits of pain?lie told her to go for a cab, and 4 bargain with the fcian for his fare up to Regent's l'ark. Because he was old and weak, he wouldn't be done even by the biggest ruffian among them,' ho growled out. When the woman left tho room, old Joe dragged himself as hb best could to a small iron safe he had let into the wall with his own hands. No one know it was there? not even the landlord, nor those prying eyes of litllo Teddy, lie unlocked it, and tool^ out a roll of bank notes, railway scrip, and mortgage bonds, and tied them all in a cotton handkerchief, together with a parchment tied with red tape, sealed with a big seal, and endorsed 1 JoeMappin's will,' in his own handwriting. Ho hid the bundle under his greasy old cloak, and then the woman came bqpk, and "found him panting and pale, and slurscrenraat) out tliat he was dying.* But he*swore at her between each gasp, and told her to hdldTber noise, and to help him down stairs. \ And "then, half stumbling and half carriedkUte l^pn got down tho stairs at last, and & tfrs put into the cab. He gave the directions id an under tone, jealously guarding the name from the crowd standing curiously about, and thcr. he drove out of Holborn forever. And as ho left his old neighborhood, with all its associations of the pitilessness and sorrow of lw>i? ? - ? ^? ?and the heartless one, a change seemed to come over him. The mastiff face gradually arrow more softened and humanized, lie ?. t .1 . i.i ~e ?? ?J whs pausing I rum uiu wunu ui iuuu miu mammon into tbat of lovo And death, and the evil influences of his material lifo faded before the purification of this groat baptism. The journey?it was adong one for n dying man?tired him sadly, llo did not enre, though, for the paiu it caused him ; his only fear was, that ho should die ere he reached this home?tho homo of his spirit, his belter and his purer life. But he survived it, in a sad stato of suffering aud prostration ; and only just survived it; for when, carried by tho cabman in lm arms as if he had been a child, ho was brought into tho prosenco of those loved ones, all that his fail ing lifo left him power, to do, was to place the packet in the widow's lap, murmur faintly, 4 It is all yours,' and to dio with her tears falling softly on his face. Ji)6 6clreh)or)lj of Slressinfl fl Queen. What a cruel ceremony was tho dressing of that same Queen. When Mario Antoinette, in the days of her cumbersome greatness, stood of a morning in the centro of her bed chamber, awaiting, after her bath, her first article of dress, it was presented to her, or rather it was passed over her royal shoulders l?y the 'dame d'honnour.' Perhaps, at tho momont, a princess of the blood entered the room, (for French Queens both dressed ami r1in<vl in nnhlic.^ rite riedit of outline? on j "" I" 1 f O a & # o ' the primal garment of her majesty immediately devolved upon her, but it could not be j yielded to her by the 'dame d'houneur,' the latter, arresting toe chctnizo de la Iteine as il was passing down her royal back, adroitly whipped it off, and presenting it to tho 'premiere dame,' that noble ladv transferred it to tho princess of the blood. Madame Campan had once given it to the Duchess of Orleans, who solemnly taking tho samo, was on the point of throwing in over the Queen's head, when a scratching (it was contrary to etiquette to knock) was heard at tho door of lier room. Thereupon entered the Countess do Province, and slio being nearer tho throne than tho Lady of Orleans, the latter tnade over hor office to tho now comer. In the meantime the Queen stood like Venus as to covering, but shaking with oold. for it was mid winter, and muttering, "what an odious nuisanoo !" The Countess do Province entered on the mission which had fallon to her, and this she did so awkwardly, that she entirely demolished a head dross which had taken three hours to build. The Queen beheld the devastation, and got warm by laughing outright?Dr. Doran. " Miss Julia Gkeen, loving John Prince 44 pot wisely, but too well," Jim cause to lament he* neglect of the admonition, "Put not your tritrt in Princes." lU^dfcqyysed to marry ImW, hiI ho left he found her, still Green. howover, has over takchhint J 4 7 ' s v * Z ^ * -V-hr- ' - J 3)n lo^SSf^ fte}Dci)L Free-thinkers and infidels ofien,*fli<5ne religion, nnd thoso who cnibraco* f*Tjdt there is that within them which tells them that religion is reality, and that those who are actunted hy the spirit, and governed by its principles, are entitled to confidence aud respect. The following anecdote was related to us a few days since. It has been published and bettor than wo can tell it?kut it will bear repetition. Two men were travelling in the far west; one a skeptic and the other Christian. The former was on every occasion ready to denounce religion as an imposture, and professors as hypocrites. According to his own account of the matter, he always suspects those who made pretentions to piety?felt particularly exposed in the company of Christians?took special care of his horse and his pockets when the saints were around him. They had travelled late ono ovening nnd were in the wilderness; they at last drew near to a solitary hut, and rejoiced at the prospects of a shelter, however humble.? They, asked adiuksion and obtained. But it was almost as dreary and comfortless within as without; and tliero was nothing pre-possossing in the appearance of its inhabitants. Theso wore an elderly maif, his wife, and two sons?sun burnt, hardy and rough They wore apparently hospitable, and welcomed the travellers to ?uch homely na ill/* fnrnol o v iv.vou (UIUIUVU 9 UUb UI13 nil Ul Kindness might be assumed to deceive them, and the travellers became seriously apprehensive that evil was intendod. It was a lonely place, suited to deeds of robbery and blood. No help was at hand. The two frieuds communicated to each other their apprehensions, and resolved that on retiring to their part of the hut?for thero were two apartmonts in it?they wore to securo it as well as they could against tlio entrance of ?lxv w a..??.?*li s? v?*?x.4%vmkvi %%?s ?iv> vuivu^u the night in watching, so that one of them should be constantly on guard while the other slept. Having hastily mado their arrangements, they partook of their homely fare, and spoke of retiring to rest. The old man said it had been his practice in better times, and ho continued it still, beforo his family went to rest at night, to commend them to God, and if tho strangers had no objection ho would do so now. Tho Christian to find a brother in tho wilderness, and even the skeptic could not conceal his satisfaction at the proposition. The old man took down a well worn Hible, on which no dust was gathered, though age had marked it, and read with reverence a portion of tho Sacred Scriptures. Ho then supplicated the Divine protection, acknowledged tho divine goodness, and prayod, for pardon, guidance, grace and salvation. lie prayed, too, for tho strangers ; that they might be prospered on tlieir journey, and at tho close of their earthly jour__ a I _ 1 TT ney, mey nrngui imvo a uorae in xxeaven.? lie was evidently a mar. of prayer, and that liumblo cottage was a place whoro prayer was wont to bo made. The travellers retired to their appartment. Accordingly to their provious arrangements, the skeptfc wits tQhavo the first watch of the night, but iitstejuLof priming his pistols and bracing his nerves for' the attack, ho was rapping himself in his great coat and covering himself in his blanket, as if he had never thought of danger. His friend reminded him of their arrangements, and asked him how he had lost his apprehcusions of danger ?? The skeptic felt the forco of the question, and of the all it implied?and he had the frankness to Acknowledge that lie could not but feel himseif as safo as at a New England fireside, in any house or in anv forest whoro tho Biblo was read as the old man read it, and prayer was offered as the old man prayed.?Exeter News Letter. Railroad Toktrv.?A correspondent of tho Broome country Republican, describes bis jaunt over the Syracuso and. Birmingham Raliroad, from Cortland, in tho following poetical strain : So much I worte in Cortland's bounds^aud would have finished thero, had not tne down traia'slwhUUo lound resounded throifgh the air. So shaking Fairchild by the hand, who bad como up again, 1 bid farewell to every fear, and jumped upon the train.? lUt.Hliing rounu me inn siuc, uarunruer um rivers, undor roads, Van Hcrgon drove Iiis train. The moon-threw bright effulgent rays on each small ripple's crest; the river seemed a ribband stretched across the meadow's breast; tho evening wind came stealing through the car with gentle sigh, and brought a cinder from tho cngioe, spang into my eye; few rihd short were th* prayers 1 said, and I s*>oko not a word of sorrow, but I .tabbed st ray eyo till 1 luado it red, and I knew Hwould l>o sore on tiie morrow. We ^^Ktat homo at the rate we ran, at an hour PdfHTght fafa-etiring, and down from his | post came the engwo man, and the fireman oenaed'liis firing. Ar.d thus I too will cease with this, a moral to the lale?be always sure to mind 'your eye,' wtfen riding ou a rail ? * jjf 4* * .v msjl .* TP $BF N. SO. 13. ; dli o ii) o n' 3 Sphere. v^.^harlct Dickens never wrote any thing MU)r?kbeautiful and truer than the following-: '% V The titte wotnan, foi1 whoso ambition a husband's lovo and h'(# children^ adoration aro sufficient, who applies her ramtary instinct to the discipline of her household, and making laws for her nurso whoso intellect has field enough for her communion with her husband, and whoso heart asks no other honor than his love and admiration ; a woman tlint docs not think it a weakness to attend to her toilet, and does not disdain to the beautiful, who believes in the virtue of glossy hair and well fitting gowns, and who eschews rent and ravellod edges, slip slop shoes and audacious maketirw n wriman -J.-l * "v,,,rt" who speaks low and does not speak much : who is patient and gentlo and intellectual and industrious; who loves nioro than sho reasons and rarely argues but adjust with a smile, such a woman is the wit'o we have all dreamed on once in our lives, and who Is the mother wo still worship in the backward distance of the past: such a woman as this does more for woman's cause than all tho sea captains, barristers, judges and members of parliament put together?God given and God blessed as she is'. The House of God.?The glory of a sacred edifice lies not in its vaulted roof, and lofty empire, and pealing organ, hut in the glory that fills tho house?the divine prescnco ; not in its fabric of goodly stones, but in its living stones, polished by the hantl of the Spirit; not in its pointed windows,but in its Gospel light; not in its choir of singing men and of singing women, bht in tho music of well tuned hearts; not in its sacred priesthood, but in the great High Priest. If every stone were a diamond, and every beam of cedar, every window a crystal, and every door a pearl; if the roof were studded with sapphire, and tho floor teseelated with all manner of precious dtones; and yet if PI?i"? -rA ?-- ?? * ? uuiimng nas no glory. Uio house of God must havo a glory beyond what Solomon's cuning workmen can give it, even the Lord God, who is 4 the glory thereof.? Remains of Rev Wm. Jackson. Progress of Reform.?Much is said in tho religious papers on tho subject of church choirs and church music. Tho Churchman has ruled that tho most legitimate voice for sacred purposes are those of boys, and that young women arc not tho materials for. a church choir; for, to all intents and purposes, tho precepts which forbids woman to speak in church forbids them, by implication, to take any prominent or leading part in tho public servico of God. To this tho Episcopal Recorder demurs, and is confident that if the editor has taken into view a troop of American boys, as they dash out of their school houses, or tumble about tlieir play grounds, almost the last thought he would havo would be of looping thein up iu surplics skirts, and attitudinizing them irt pictorial humility behind tho fretted screen of tho Gothic choir. Ain't Got Notiiino.?Wo wero visiting at a honso the other evening, whore There were a number of young children. One of them had tho measels, one the whoopingoough, and another afflicted with the young pouTtry-pox. They wero all receiving the greatest sympathy and attention, while one little girl, about five years old, set in the corner crying bitterly. Wo asked her what was the matter ? She repliod bursting out into a heart-broken gush of toars. Every one of tho other children's got tho fheasefs and whooping-cough, and I hain't got nothing boo! hoo! boo ! jjt w For such a misfortune there was no sympathy. Tomato Preserves.?Take tho round yellow variety as soon as ripe, scald and neel: then to seven pounds of tomatoes * add seven pounds of white sugar, and Jet them stand over night. Tako the tomattoes out of the sugar and \>oil tlio syrup, removing the scum. Tut in the tomatoes, and boil gently fifteen or twenty minutes; remove Uie fruit again and boil until the syrup thickens. On cooling, put the fruit into jars and pour tho syrup ovor it, and? add a fey slices of lemou to each jar, anij you will havo something to please the taste or most fastidious. 9 ? ?? ? The Need of Svmpatiiv.?No class or condition is exempted from sufferings and woes.?^0110, in this wGrld, are too high to bo beyond tho need, at soruo tiilW, of (bo sootiiing and solacing influences of au unaffected aympalhyv Disease and death are common to all. Who does not know of some friend* or neighbor who has tasted the bitterness of losing a beloved child, an endeared wife, or * loving paroqt f Who does not know of softie family, surrounded by all the comforts and enjoying all tlie happiness of life, that has been blighted and its ! joys turned to mourning ? , A Wester* Editor speaks of a man who "died with the aid of a physician." it.