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I he Star and the S-ily.
This sweet production is from the pen of
one of the gifted correspondents of the Louisville
(Kentucky) Journal. Its merits will
be readily appreciated by every reader into
whose hands it may fall.
It was an evening clear and still.
As e'er hold earth in silvery fold ;
The azure curlaius of the sky
Were fringed with gleaming gems of gold :
The wandering airs of uight grew faint
Upon the silver-lighted stream;
The fragrant breath of rones came,
Like thoughts that weave a poet's dream ;
Soft clouds were floating off to play,
Like glorious birds just loosed from Heaven,
While high above their deecy folds
There gleamed a loving star of even.
Each night his smiling eyes came out,
And sought a lowly inurtnuriner stream.
Along whose banks, Roft fleeced with light,
Fair lilies drooped their heads to drcnin,
One lily, pale and dewy-eyed.
Wou'd hv the moonlight colored air,
Poured from her heart the wistful love
'Hint long had lain entangled there,
'Mid odors, gleams, and murmurings,
That to the shrine of night belong,
She breathed in fragrant, passioned sighs,
The love that thrilled her soul to song.
That loving star, so pure and bright,
Seemed cold and coy as maidens fen*1*;
Yet still she raised her lirtavenuiur.l ox-na
And brimmed her lily cup wilh tears I
And when hie beams came trembling
down
To kiss the waves that laved her feet,
She slowly drooped her snowy brow,
Till wave, and star, and lily met,
That loving touch so widely thrilled.
She wished nor prayed for greater bli?s
Than fondly look the love she felt,
And nightly bend beneath his kiss.
When morningc amo with blushing hues,
The star would pale upon her heart,
But not the memory of his beams?
They grew to be life a part,
E'en in the garnish hours of moon ;
But daylight's veil of golden hue
Concealed his loving smiles from her,
Thus passed the weary, lagging hours?
Pale flower below, and srnr above,
Till pitying angel from the sky
Stooped down and blessed their dream of
love.
He took the star beams from their throne
And placed them in the lilyV breast,
Where now no more they wandering
roam,
But there forever sweetly rest,
A liny vase of fragrance rare
Contains that glowing star of love
Unfold its leaves and nestling there,
Behold a snowy, spotless dove ;
Enshrinod wiihi* -?
" - ?up?
'^itb^blded wing and dowy eyes,
\?, vli seems to mo a sacred thing,
An emblem sent from Paradise?
A boautoous tvpo of wonian'i lovo,
J>e?p bidden froin the world apart,
A dove that never tries its wing,
Hut broods and nestles in the heart.
Making Vinegar.?The cheapest mode
of making vinegar is to mix five quarts of
warm rain water with two quarts of Orleans
molasses, and four quarts of yeast In a
few weeks you wi|l have the best vinegar
you ever tasted.
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Urooltitinnnrtj ?>ketrlj.
From the Edgefield Advertiser.
JlHU SqiD iOqUeir.
Mr. Editor: Knowing the disposition of
many of your readers to see examples of patriotism,
and the solicitations I have had, is
my only apology for giving you a narrative
which came under my own observation,
which you can use for what it is worth.
It will bo remembered that war was declared
by the United States against Great
onwio, in June, 1812. Shortly after, General
Orders were issued in Georgia for a draft
of Militia for regular service. I then resided
in Lincoln county. A general parade was
ordered, a company volunteered, and I was
soon after electee] to command the saine.
For some ten months nothing occurred
worthy of note, only a regular course of drill
and discipline. I think is was on the 12th
August, 1818, l>y order of Col. Walton Har
ris, my company paraded at Lincolnton for
review, and preparatory for entering service,
at which time three or four substitutes were
offered by those whose business would not
permit of their leaving at that season. And
among the rest, the hero ofiny story, "Little
Sam Walker," with whom I was then unacquainted.
lie had not volunteered, for his
age and size twelve months before, had not
brought bim into notice ; but now he had
grown up and become very anxious to go
into the army. He was net yet seventeen
years old, of sallow complexion and feminine
voice, and weighed about one hundred and
fifteen pounds. After the review, he offer
ed as a substitute, wheu the following dialogue
ensued :
Col. Harris. Young man, how old are
you ?
Sam Walker. About seventeen, sir.
Col. II. Sir, you are very small to go in
the army.
S. W. I ain, sir, but i am very willing to
try it.
Col. H. Do you suppose you are able to
carry a musket, knapsack, &o., and march
thirty miles a day 1
S. W. I do not know, sir, but I think 1
can go as far as any of the others.
Col. II. Are your parents willing ?
S. W. I have none, sir?they are dead.
Col. II. Then is your guardian willing?
S. W. I have no ctianfiun
Col. II. Have you no friend or relation
who would ol>j??ct i
S. W. Squire Bond, sir, is my uncle, and
I lie Ensign is my brother.
Col. fi. ChII Ensign Walker.
The Ensign was accordingly and critical
ly examined about the age, health, &c\, of
his brother. lie said he had no objection to
iiis brother's going, but feared that he was
rather young and feeble to undergo the
many hardships incident to a soldier's life.
Whereupon Col. IIarris observed, "Young
man, you must stay at home a while longer,
and cat more mush, and grow fast, and
watt for the next tour of duty. I regard you
too small to take?you are therefore dismissed."
Sam Walker turned oft' reluctantly and
mortifted. I then received instructions to
have my company equipped and paraded,
at Lincolnton, in two weeks from that time,
to take up our line of march for the Creek
Nation, which was accordingly done on the
26th of August, 1813. Previous to my departure,
I was accosted in the street by Sain
Walker, who said :
"Captain, will you let mo go with you in
the ariny f"
To which I replied in the affirmative.
"But w:ll you see ine paid and draw iny
rations ?"
"Certainly I will, sir," was my prompt
answer.
"Well, Captain, where will you camp tonight
?"
" .t Freeman's Spring, five miles off."
"That's all I wish to know. Now say
nothing about it, and I will be with you before
day," whispered my roung friend, as we
parted.
Some time after, Joseph Walker, the Ensign,
asked me confidentially what Sain intended
to do. I told him He then observed
if he would go, and if I would let hiin I
go as a substitute, that he knew one who I
would give him all his equippage and thir- ]
ty dollars, and that he might as well have it '
an nothing. I consented, and Sam was soon I
after presented to me as a substitute ?;nd ac- ;
cepted, to the gratification of the eorapany, i
and marched off from Lincoln, with his com- i
panions, in regular line to Fort Hawkins, I
where they soon drew their guns and bay- \
onels, and the sentinels posted. I
On the third night Sam Walker was put t
on guard. And here I must observe that I
the GeneraU had not arrived, and Col. Har- I
ris, by seniority, had command of the whole i
army. The Colonel, in company with one <
Major, three Captains, and two Dootors, i
walked out that evening in the neighborhood
of Fort Hawkins. During their absence I
the officer of the day ehanged the counter- (
sign. On their return, at a late hour of the I
night, they were accosted by Sam Walker, i
just after his being placed on guard, who
qailed, " Who comes there ?" <
Co). Harris replied, "The grand rounds." I
S. W. Advance, *ir, and give the countersign
The Colonel advancing, gave a sign.
S. W. 8top, sir, that is not the countersign,
and yon are a prisoner, sir,
Col. II. You dare attempt to stop me ?
8. W. Yea, and you dare to pass me, sir.
and I'll put my bayonet through you (at the
same time charging upon the Colonel.)
Col. II. (In a bold ami commanding
tone)?Sir, nothing but your ignorance prevents
me from taking your head off.
S. W. You can try it if you like, but if
you attempt to pass hero I will kill jou if I ;
can.
Ool. H. (more boldly and enraged) you
G?d dainn'd little scoundrel, do you know
who you are talking to, and that 1 mn the
Commander of this army ? If I don't pass,
I'll have your head taken oft' to-morrow.
S. W. Well, sir, if yon pass here I'll i
have my bayonet in you to-night, and so all I
of you set yourselves down as prisoners for ;
the guard hotiso. I know you, Col. Harris. I
They all obeyed the orders except tlie one i
in the rear, who during the confab, stole
back and went round, and by some other
sentinel got through the lines. lie then immediately
applied io Maj. Groves the officer
of the day, to go to the relief of his friends.
Tho Major, on encountering Sain, was hailivith
nAtnop !?/-??... I''
Maj. G. The grand round*.
S. W. Advance and give the countersign.
9. W. Right, sir; pass on.
Maj G. But I come to release the prisoners
you have.
S. W Pu?? nn c?r? viMi nnn'l hav? Muun
from the nearest market town. And calm
?tid quiet were the low-roofed cottage* that
teemed to hare fallen asleep upon the gras>v
sward, around which scarce a sound hut
the monotonous hum of the bee, broke upon
the stillness of thesummer air. It was June?
bright, glorious June?with its wealth of roles,
and its soft, silvery nights; when the
ast spring beauties grow with a rich, warm
tiue, ere yet the more gaudy colors of sumner
have usurped their plaoe, and theaouth- i
srn breeze comes laden with the perfume of
i tropical clime.
A group were gathered in a held not far
Yom the pretty parsonage. Ok! men were
there, whose hair was silvered over with the
Yoets of many winters, and whoae tottering
neps seemed fast leaning to the grave.?
There were bright eyed matrons with howid
heads, and tow, whispering voices; and ,
he sunny curie of childhood, with its round,
Maj. G. But I must have them ? I am j
the officer of the day, ami have a right to1
take tiicm.
8. YV. I tell you to i?a?s, on, air, f>?r you j
shall not have them till t deliver tliein at the
guard house.
The Major then passed on, anil the piiso* j
nere saw no prospect of relief, until the two ]
hours passed round. They then lesorted to
a stratagem. One of them said he was very
thirsty, and proposed going to the spring,
close by, and all rose to their feet, for that;
purpose, when Sam cried out, "stop, not a
man leaves only at the risk of his life." Find j
ing they could n >t scare Sam, one of them
appealed to his liberality and humanity.!
Whereupon Sam saiJ, if they would pledge j
their honor as gentlemen, and leave thenswords
and hats in his custody, they could
go. This was the hardest trial of all; bull
finding themselves so completely foiled, and i
thinking yet to succeed, they submitted and
drew off their swords and lints and went to
the spring, where a consultation was held,
which resulted in the belief that they could
never succeed. And they returned in time
for Sam to march them up to the guard house,
at the expiration of two hours.
Soon in the morning Sam came to my
lent and related to me the whole circumstance,
and expressed some fears from the
threats of Col. Harris ; but when 1 told him
tha t he had done exactly right, ami that 1
would stand between him and all dangeis,
he assumed a confidential air. The whole
affair went like electricity, and Little Sain
Walker was sought after, ami soon became
as noted in the army as Col. Harris.
He served a faithful tour through the
campaign, and at the battle of Colleba, the
27th of January, he received a ball in the
shoulder. When the battle was over, and
the wounded collected for surgical operation,
I went to see them, when Sam's first salutation
was, "Well, Captain, they have give it
to me, but thoy have not got rue yet." We
soon had the ball extracted, when Sam claimed
it of the Doctor, and said if the Indians
returned, he intended logivuit back to them.
Lie did his duty like a hero, and returned to
Lincoln, the theme of pruise in every crowd.
li. 1'akks.
Intthij llraiiiug.
Ibe Coirqelr-Stone.
BY KATE CLEVELAND.
A duiiti little nook was that country village,
with its winding road stripped with
lines of grass, seldom it ever disturbed by the
passing of any other vehicle than the simple
wagon of the fanner as he iournevod to or
glowing cheek, laid lovingly against the
wrinkled face of age, and its dimpled hands
wandering amid the thin gray locks. The
little flock of Woodside were gathered aronnd
their minister to lay the cornor-stone
of the first church that arose in that humble
village, llithcito their mooting had been
held at the parsonage, 01 in the loom of
some willing member. They had changed
about from place to place, for the people of
W nod side were poor ; they had never heard
of churches with glowing crimson cushions
and pillars covered with gilding, wlu-re the
light comes soft and subdued ihronorh liclilv
Htaine<l windows, and sermons, never meant
for the poor, fall soothingly on the hearts of
those who chii afford to pay tor them.? |
They were n plain and stern people ; pet haps
mingling with their religion too much of
puritanical harshness?too little disposed to
seek enjoyment in the humble events of their
quiet life, or the glorious teachings of the
wood and stream, the sunset's golden halo, j
or the pale, still beauty of even. Ihu theirs
was the right path, though they stopped not I
to cull the flowers that bloomed beride it.
Long self-denial, and frequent additigs to
their little hoard, had increased it so that
now they were aide to erect a house of wor-1
ship. With glad hearts they clustered a-;
round their pastor, who had liorne with them
u........i. ?
iiiniir wwnry sciuniis, even us a ,
father bears willi bis children?who had toiled
unwearied through tlie numerous hard-j
ships that attended their first efforts. No
murmur or word of complaint had passed i
his lips; ever ready to soothe and coiufort j
others, while scarcely a soothing or encoura- j
ging word fell upon his own ear. There is
something inexpressibly solemn in the lay- j
i 11 g of a corner-stone ; to reflect that while j
the yet unfinished edifice resounds with the j
steps of breathing life, and the voices of an- j
other generation, we shall he sleeping thai!
sleep which knows no waking save in an
other world ; thai wlim fro;;: its crumbling
foundations arc raised tlio names of those
who witnessed the laying of firmly imbedded
stone, the hands that traced will be
mouldering in the dust.
The minister spoke of these things, and a
solemn awe crept into the hearts of his hearers.
"We may indeed," said ho. "first lay
the hand to this good wotk, hut we know
not the end. We cannot ga/.u forward into
the shadowy future, and read what is there
inscribed. Many," he continued, with faltering
voice, "many may have passed from
this eaithly life, when the first anthem of
praise shall swell upward from the temple
we are now erecting." Ilere every eye was
turned on old Mary Elton, who had long
passed the nlloled age of man ; and as she
heard toe words she bowed her trembling
head ; and cast those aged eyes on the
foundation of that building which she never
expected to behold. With saddened hearts
it., i:..i i
niv nine congregation jm-s.se>i siowiy to inetr
homes, ;Hi'l the family circle was a quiet
and solemn one, as they mused on the trembling
voice of their pastor iin<l ealleil to
mind the paleness of his brow, and the
sharpened feautares?sharpened by toil and
eare.
lie too mused, hut it was of the pas:.?
Slowly and distinctly lose up those many
images ; they were shadows that hung about
his path and darkened ever his clouded way.
They showed him a boy with clustering
locks and happy, careless face, whoso laugh
burst forth in clear, ringing tones, as an am
bitious father told hint of future greatness
and countless honors?of talents that would
shine splendidly foith upon the great world,
and wealth that should tdl be bis. Then
they showed him a youth who set out upon
a journey to pursue a delusive phantom, and
lo 1 in the deceitful chase he found a price
less pearl which he placed within his
bosom. But there were those whose eyes
were blinded; who, instead of a precious
stone, saw only a common pebble, and tliey
laughed and jeered at him for treasuring the
worthless thing. Then he held it up to the
light, and it was pure and faultless, and he
flung it not aside. Then came the father?
he loo saw it with blinded eyes, and coin
manded the wayward youth to give up to [
his foolish pebble, and pursue the glorious
journey. Hut a voice was in his pearl, and
it whispered: "Thou shall give up father
anu mother for my 5>akeand he was a
wanderer froin hi* father's house.
PART II.
"i'in hack me curtain*, Anna, tnut l tnav
gaze upon the sunset once more. How glorious
are it* purple clouds fading to the soft
rone-tint. And anon glowing with those tloods
of liquid gold ! Pure and lovingly gleaiu*
forth that heaven of rest to which my wea
ry soul is hastening." Pressing resolutely
back to their source the scalding tears
that trembled in her eyoe, the fair And noble-minded
wife rate from the bedside where
she had sat for hour* with her hand locked
in his, listening to that low and fluttering
breath, and drew aside the snowy curtains,
and calmly put back the clustering roses.
that twined about the casement. She shed i
no tears, but her heart was breaking. She !
arranged the pillows around tho dying man,
and then bont down low, very low, to oatcli
his faltering word*: "I bad hoffed to soe
Mm once inore, to feel hi* hand upon my
brow a* in times of old, for lie was my fa
ther 1 Noiwithstanding nil his harshness I
loved him; and when 1 am gone, you most
go to him, Anna, and he will love you and
the little ones an ho loved uiu. lie will not
refuse There was a low, convulsive
sob of agony, and the dying man started as
the sound fell upon his ear, "My poor, poor
Anna !M
Footsteps wcro coming up the little gravelled
walk in front of the house. Slowly
and reverently the two elders shut the small
wicket-gale, for a solemn quiet was round
the house of death. Sabbath after Sabbath
unci tiioir gray heads bowed in prayer, while
their hearts echoed to the woids that fell
from lips soon to he closed in death. The
world was passing from them, and little had
they thought that ho would go before them;
for the hair that shaded his brow was not
yet streaked with silver, although care and
suffering had stolen from it the lustre of earll>
vnnll. c. .1.......I.. ?.. i.i?i
V ; v,,bU* w/iviuiMj iiiv* CIIIVK'U UIO Uliaill- I
I?or of sickness, and stood by tho beddde.?
To-morrow would be tho Sabbath?and the
little church was visible from the lialf-clo-ed
windows. Not yet had its empty walls
been consecrated by tho voice of worship ;
and while others, like worthless weeds, remained.
he, their prop and dependence, was
passing from them. What would become
of the little flock when he whs gone ? Who
would so piously, faithfully fulfil ihis charge
as he had done I We cannot see the fail
reality of a thing that blots, as it wore, the
sunshine of our existence, until its fearful
presence leaves no room for doubt; and still
the people of Woodside hoped on, deluding
| themselves from day to day.
lint the elders saw that an icy hand was
laid noon his brow ; they saw the life-blood
pale us it coursed through the shrunken
veins, and beheld tho dim and fading eye
lie bade tlicm come closer?still closer, for
lie saw thorn not * nrwt wlion with atirt^.l
voice they*said, "We are hero," lie answered,
| "It is well." There was a solemn pause?no
sound arose in the little chamber, anu the
I sick man lay with closed eyes, while awe1
stricken, they gazed at each other, fearful
that the spirit had passed from earth.
But the end w is not yet ; rousing himself
with a strong effort, he said : "My friends,
when the corner-stone of that church was
laid, I told you that some then present might
never see the finished pile. There were
those whose weight of years seemed bearing
them to the grave; and I believed that
many of them would not be spared till now.
But here they ate?all here, while I am has
telling from you. I ain ready for the journey?it
has no fears for ine, hut I looked not
for so speedy a summons. Who among
you will stand in my place?1' The elders
wero silent; they dared not take upon themselves
so great a responsibility. They felt
that they were unfit to assume the place of
the dying man, who, through sickness and
agony, had preserved a high and noble feeling,
losing all thoughts of in his care for1
others. But placing a hand upon the head
of each, lie continued in a solemn and impressive
voice: "Unto you I bequeath the
Hock over whom I haveso long watched and
praved. 'Tisa hclv trust. Oh! mnv rnn ornorP
^ J - J J ? ?* ~
it well!" When tho elders left the bedside
of their pastor there was a light within their
hearts?the light of high and purifying
thought; and passing into the lonely forest
where the golden sunset was fast fading into
even, they communed together upon their
solemn trust.
It was the Sabbath morn, and all was quiet
around the little parsonage. There is a
hushed and holy beaut}' in the Sabbath
morn of summer, while the dew still sparkle*
on tho bended flowers, and trembles like
threaded pearls upon the blades of grass?
when the notes of the forest songsters, or the
limn of distant worshippers, is the only sound
that I reaks tho stillness. The voices of the
assembled congregation fell upon the suti'erer's
ears blending together in a solemn
strain. lie listened to the well-known tones
till they died away in silence, and then he
knew they were at prayer. lie covered his
face with his hands to join with them for
the last time; and as the words died upon
his lips he fell into a sweet and refreshing
slumber. The old clock moved quickly on
?his hour of Life was waning; but still by
the bedside sat that faithful watcher.
When lift awoke thero was a sound of Robbing
in the little room?not low ami stilled
like suppressed grief, but the voice of a
strong man's agony. He rceogni/.ad the
haughty brow on wh cli Time had furrowed
many a deep line; and his last wish was
granted?be once more laid his head on his
lather's breast. The proud man had re
turned to his desolate home with his heart
full of anger against the disobedient son who
forsook him, and chose a life of poverty and
toil for the sake of his foolish whim. But
as time woro ou, the haughty spirit was subdued,
and he resolved to seek the jewel he ]
had once despised. He sought earnestly
and found it; and to the cyo of faith it look
ed pure and bright. But he had lost his i
son?banished him by his own harshness
and cruelty ; he set out on the second journey
with a ^Hastened spirit, and again clasped
lh? wanderer to his bosom. But the dying
pastor forgot not tho companion of his
clouded life; placing her hand in that of his
father, he gazed tenderly upon them both?
and soon after was at peace. He slept at 1
last: how beau'ifnl was tlic . pnle brow,
which even Death coukl not mar, and the
face on which a bright smile reeled ! Thev
caine, a sad and weeping group, to gaze upon
him once more. Again and again was
the white cioth lifted to take a last look at
those pale, calm features, that seemed so
cold hik! quiet, with tho hands folded on tho
bosom, and the eyes closed forever. Old
Mary Elton was there ; and as she gazed upon
the lifeless body sho asked herself vhv
he had been taken while she was still left;
he, whose life was valuable to all, while no no*
would tnouru her loss. Slowly the IiMI
UartV of mourners unnm! alrm !??< I
? ; - ?.? fi? ?!!cing
stream with the body of In id whom
they had loved. There was a gray-haired
man, who, pushing aside those that crowded
around, stood alone by the solitary grave.
He gazed with a tearless eye as the first
shovel-full of earth fell upon the coffin, ami
seemed striving with painful emotion.?
Long after the others had depailcd. stood
the solitary watcher, till the lirst p;:'e star
gleamed out amid the twilight, lie returned
to his cheerless home with the widow
and her orphans. Together they would
speak of the dead as of a sweet vision that
had glanced upon their path ; and tin* memory
of his virtues dwelt within their hearts.
From the Olive Urnneh.
Gqo 1 if elf>
'Can I help you ? Just say the word.*
There speaks the whole sonled, whole
hearted max?the mail whose very shadow
is worth more than the body, soul ami estate,
personal and spiritual, of two-thirds of
the human race bearing that nainc. 1 lowhe
lifts the desponding spirits of his brother
in trouble. All day he has met with cold
eyes and cold smiles, cold words, cold bows,
and colder sympathy. Men My him be
cause iiiev nave neard that lie whs unfortunate?and?*uo
a villain?a thief :: murderer,'
says the world, in notion?but don't
he unfortunate. I'll lend you tent housuud,
if you are worth fifty ; if you're unfortunate
?I'm very poor myself?would like to help
you?could have done so three days ago, or
three hours ago?but positively havn't got
three cents nor shan't be in possession of
that amount, while?your misfortuno lasts.
If vour old aunt dies, or your old uncle, or,
in fact, anybody who chooses to leave you a
fortune, whv just call upon me; I'll manage
to have a 'i'tle loo-y change on lend.
But look ! yonder comes a broad shouldered,
frank browed man, who meets his
poor brother, with a hearty slap on the shoulder,
and 'Can I help you ? .lust say I ho
word, Don't be afraid now ; what's your
trouble! Out with it, and if you'd like a
little cash, just say so. Don't be down cn.-t
?what if you have failed in your expectaI
lions once, twice, or thrice? Havn't some
of our most successful merchants done the
same thing??made the same mistakes??
And where would they have been if tliev
hadn't found friends ? Come?the elements
of success are in you?cheer up?what do
you want?how much?' He didn't clap
Iiis hand on his pocket with a styxlike frown
that savs as rdainlv it* l>? !? >?? n..i ---
J ? -y "
I your ear, 'no entrance, here.' lie is not one
of tlio.se dyspeptic, cross-grained and surly,
monied Mechanics, that squeezes a sixpence
until it squeals, and reads a newspaper with
a g.'ecdy, voracious eagerness, for fear lie
shall not get his two cents' worth, llo lives
for something else, that man, than gain.?
IIis passport to Heaven is written on his face
his religion on the hearts of the down-cast
and the sorrowing?in the homes he has
made by Ids benevolence.
'Can I help you ?'
Write the words in gohlon letters, for
they aro only heard on rare occasions, 'i ho
sneer, the scorn, the doubt, the refusal ?tliev
come with every night-fall and sun-risiug.?
Niggards grow liko mushrooms, but angels
are scarce. Niggaid* can never look beyond
themselves?their own comfort, their
own convenience; no matter who starves
next door?they scatter curses in discouragements
and blight, ?>n. Hod only knows,
how many gentle hearted. They never say
'Can I help him,' but, 'lie's down, let's kick
him.'
Hut the angelic ministry of those helpers
of humanity?men who beiievo iiiey were
entrusted with powers the gods might envy,
that they might be used to some good purpose?
whnt shall we say of them ! how givo
them the burning praise they merit? f><>od,
whole-souled, generous man ? the angels and
Ood himself, smiled approvnl, when with
beaming eyes, and hopeful words, you said
to the dispirited brother, 'Can I l.olp you V
An Eoo Put into a Phial.?To accomplish
this seeming iucreuihlo act, reotim-s
the following preparation :
'You must take an egg and soak it in
strong vinegar; and in process of time its
shell will become rpiile soft, so that it may
he extended lengthways without breaking;
then insert it into tho neck of a small bottle,
and by pouring cold water upon it, it will
re-assume its former figure and hardness.?
This is really a complete curiosity, and baffles
those who arc not in the secret to find
out how it is accomplished.