Abbeville press. (Abbeville, S.C.) 1860-1869, March 02, 1866, Image 1
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BY W. A. IjEE \ND HUGII WILSON .. ..... * . . .
1---; AI.BEVn.U,, a C- TR1DAY- MARCH 2. IK VOLUME Hll.St
m STRATAGEM.
BY MR8. N. ROBINSON*.
1 h?d been reared J>y a bachelor uncle
who, dying, when I waa oighteen, bequeathed
tare to the tender care of Mrs. Yepsy,
his housekeeper. - At the age of twentyfive,
I fervently hated every woman in the
world but her. It would bo too mortifying
to me, and" dtdtend uninteresting to
you, were I to recapitulate the causes which
bred a dislike so keen and intense. I may
jnat hint that Allhtfa Brand (who is now a
fcadarae, with an ugly German name, utterly
unpronouiiCoably) bad something to
do with my misanthropy.
"i led a quiet, somewhat tecluded life;
a life of my own designing. I smoked and
read, or went to tho club, or on excursions,
when I chose, with no one to question my
motives. I congratulated mj6elf in a grim
sort of a way, when alone? aud, sub roan,
some regrets, not quite stilled tugging at
my bosom,'?on my freedom, which I ferociously
declared I would not be despoiled
of.
Imagine my affright, my horror, when
the following epistle came to hand :
"Mk. Bernard St. Giles :?I am dying.
The only relative you have in the
world will poon be an orphan. I confide
her to your care, knowing your magna*
nimity and benevolence." ["Qualities no one
else is aware of,'1 I savagely annotated.]
"Please make necessary arrangements for
her provision. Do this for the Bake of
your dying cousin. Aoatha Fkoth."
? I could not wholly resist tliis plea, though
I deputized Mrs. Yepsy, who was in every
respect a capable woman, to do what my
conscience told me I should have given my
personal supervision to.
In a weeks time, my housekeeper re
turned, saying site Lad procured board for
Florelle Froth in a very worthy family, and
tuition at a proximate seminary ; so I, with
a deep, relieved inspiration, dismissed my
unwelcome protege from my mind, without
any inquiries relative to her appoarance,
and Mrs. Yepsy was too discreet to
furnish gratuitous information.
At the~xlose a year, a .tiny note, in
school-girl's hand, came to my address.
I was angry and annoyed. I did not anawer
it. For five yenra these dreaded mis
sivea arrived witu persistent punctuality.
I could not 6hut my ey$p to tho fact that
"the unknown writer bad improved rapidly
in these five renrp, though no very great
dupth of thought was perceptible; yet the
chirography was elegant; tho spelling, for
a wonder, beyond griticism; while those
glaring idiosyncrasies characterizing romantic
young ladyhood were apparent. At
last, she announced that she bad graduated
and was going homo with the "dearest girl
in the world."
I read this from'a tiny sheet of perfumed
"batb," 'under the ball-lamp, before going
to Mrs. Judge Finch's reception. I had
hardly paid m^compliments to that excellent
ladyi before the Judge look my arm,
and nodding toward a petite young girl,
whom I had already noticed as seeming to
bewitch . young and old with her spirited,
piquant ways, BAid: "A young friend of
toy daughter, Mias Florelle Froth. Shall
J present youi" ' ' ' '
' "No excuse me;" And as the Judge
moved away, I dWw back in the shadow of
a curtain and watched my ward. I had all
alongfcpcied . that ray bank-bill* were developing
?. pale-faced, flaxen-ringleted little
tiling; i*.bo would, so toe day, in a fit of romance,
Mope with a fictitious lord, and then
rrtvitf to ine dying,' to confide twins to my
ciftrtu'ifeftich'^Twbuld in'turn educate. I
was. not at all prepared for the contrast to
my -VTUtginings that the sparkling sylph
DtaMnled la mv dur.lprl nnrnpntinno
?#?. ? ?j r 1
I returned to ray domicil, dreaming of a
Mty in crimfton silk, with scarlet roses in
hair; and the next morning became th?
recipient, of the subjoined gushing, but not
positively complimentary, note:
c?M* Ddiit Old Gv*kdtan :?Will you
tfdfc ifllow me to ldoittfl &tj d see yon ? I am
m 'tti^'city' stopping at Judge Finch's. Is
Ww ;acquaip)uince.of yours ?. Just give
mft.ipNEmiKfen to viafcypp,, you precious
?l& follow* and seeiif y?n regret ill l
know bow to compound at least a dman
t>tepM*itlpjiir for tlghteiiWij loathe
un* jcA aiipptm aod .lanVftgEHil&y 59*
wine prtufre"l^rt?>wUh: Use goat J'm
so pretty, aod'lte<Wi?rM mad den dantfc, or
W'd
m fc drtiii Bti'aSnwa-iux.o* ;i.
*ofrd>i? phfcfrujpo-yofrl,,; M>fcd?e.,?il
1m?i to be> dkagteflfcb)^ go?
bring eomptojr. I*l!juit devote my self'to
you. *T1*y'*Tbtaria6ou? ward,
a^jj ?>r> J-'"^tonBixe Faorp.
.1! .*> K
I am sore tbe wortiy pester ifljose
cburch I regularly attended would have
f
i iffl'ff' ft ii ik?ry ii mi iiiifn i-1 Miiiii
been shocked at sundry ejaculations begotten
by that flattering epi?tle, in which modesty,
at all events, was not apparent. I
glanced in the mirror-; and I assert, without
exaggeration, that it reflected a tall,
broad-shouldered chap, stylish, dignified,
and not unhandsome, but flushed and angry
at the moment. I trod the floor with
hurried steps, strongly emphabized. I
strove to think bitterly of Florelle, hb I had
heretofore done of all women; but the
sparkling, changing face, set in crispy curln,
frank and entrancing, despite its pfertness.
swam before my vision, and charmed me,
while the memory of her audacious style
of address was anything but soothing.
"I will punish the minx," was tbo sum
of mj cogitations, therefore the following:
"Miss Fi.ouelle.?1 am old, and consequently
entertain a distaste for society;
and ill just now, and desire quiet; yet, perhaps,
it is no more than justice to you, to
-accede to your wishes. If you come let it
be alone. Leave judge Finch's with the understanding
that you have been suddenly
summoned away. I trust you will not expect
me to amuse you.
"Bernard St. Giles.
Toward night, a brisk ring at the doorbell
; and, an instant later, the waiter ush?
ered in my ward, clad in something?I
cann6t describe a dress so bewildering ?
which augmented her beauty wonderfully.
I had ensconced myself in a capacious arin*
chair, arrayed in a wig slightly grizzled,
and green goggles, with my atykle swathed
iu uauucii
"My dear old guardian !'' abe ejaculated,
and clasped me about the neck, kissing my
checks, delightedly.
. "Miss Florelle, I judge," I said, in staid,
measured tones, though my whole being
was thrilling at the touch of her lips; and
my dignity was entirely thrown away upon
my impulsive protego. She tossed her
hat wilb its bright nodding plume upon the
Bofa, her cloak across a chair, and drawing
a seatcloso beside me, leaned toward me.
"Heaven ! young lady," I shouted, hoarsely,
"can you not see that you are pressing
against my sore foot!" And 1 groaned
horridly.'
A tender cotumiuerating look softened the
beaming face, and one little band gently
stroked the suffering member, while she
murmured i
"Forgive?I am so thoughtless ; but, indeed,
I am so happy to be with you."
T ... *1 1 i ' '
m. vino tnuiuuguiy uhiiHiuL'u 01 my irauuulent
self, but Btoicallr received lier apology
*
Notwithstanding ray imposture, it waB
the happiest evca'rag I had spent in yea ra.
January was a month of wild tempest;
and shut up with the fascinating Florelle, I,
with lhe,direst dismay, felt my heart go*
ing away from me.
She heartily fulfilled her promiso to cheer
mc.
She sang, in a rich melodious voice that
quite filled the wido room with its clear
resonance, nnd waltzed to the sweetest air
in the world, trilled in her own inimitable
style.
^"You think mo wild, don't you!" she
said one day, takihg my hand; "and by^
the by what a pretty hand you have"?
this was the way she glanced from one topic
to another?"for such an elderly gentleman
I I must show up my attainments, or
you will not think me half as smart as
I really am. Didn't I use to write real
OTAnninA IaKam 11,1
gvwMiMv vivuvi auu uubVCl UU (
Before I could reply, she took down a volume
of old German metaphysics, and read
with most admirable enunciation. Then
she translated Selections from Homer, and
Virgil, and other classic writers.
She glanced alma anon, a little flushed.
"You see, I would not parade my accomplishments,
but (and the voice quiv?ed)
you have the right to know how I
tVe improved your kindness. If you were,
young, you might think ?- wished to insure
you. I half wish you were," she
added, naively, coming to my side, and
laying her bWght head on my ig, with
its stiff bristling hair. c.
I had been more than once ashamed of
my rate, 1 vu now thoroughly disgu*ted
with it. . 'J?? j. . .1 .
from pjy ugly prj?Uil?
in > beootaiag marHier, mv occupied by
noiod cwnUpUy.
n'T/C"r *?**** r- '.'7)
, Pnp^rwipfc r. walked into the parlor,
diverted of the dlogQi?e,' which, 14t (b*
conscquen^Whwrle'^o ^ my
hopes, I (wild W loogerift^diAji J.
I ttiought] tor thjaM wm a stnlMTon the
, ? <v.?-V . -
pioivj uiuuvfij mm ?r wnoar tokwrco ID tb6
i?!gnjfc*nt- ?wda^h^9fbt rnwfr
iog.tb* lurid coiU?. , < i. >
Sha started as I erttered, and a cjufcw
"Yoo deeure to tee llr. St. (Gtilee, f presume.
He will be down direct!/. Will
*
\
*' i'i Hutifiii MirniruM - f'ir'i^iifiiii
you bo Boated 1"
We Bat n few moments in silence. I
was terribly embarrassed and filled with the
gloomiest forebodings; whilo sho gored,
with an absent air, on tbo toe of her slip
per.
Finally, sho aroso, saving : Lil think, per
hap9, I liad better summon my guardian,
for it will lake him a good half-hour to gat
down-stairs.
I grasped her arm as she would have
passed me.
"Florclle, do you not know mo V
"Indeed, I do not," she replied, with the
greatest semblance of amazement.
'Forgive me, I am your cruardian."
A most grieved and amazed expression
stole over the feautures, working convulsively
an instant, and then she burst into a
passion of weeping?sobbing :
"How could you so cruelly deceive me."
"Surely! how could I ?" T iterated. "It
is past my own comprehension. I drew
her to my bosom, softly stroking the curls;
but the sobB did not nbate.
"Believe me," I said, bating myself more
sincerely than I had ever hated the false
Althea. "I deeply regret the part I bave
basely played," but, to my indescribable
anguish, the sobs kept on, with Bundry
hysterical symptoms that nearly frightened
me out of my wits. And then I burst into
a paroxysm of nleadinc and aolf-re
? * o ~
proaches, interlarded with all the endearments
I could recall?for, you see, it had
been years 6ince 1 hnd had occasion for
them. *
At last, the sufferer naked, in a voice
wonderfully firm for a young Borrowing
girl, deluging ray shirt-front with tears:
"And are you really sorry V'
"Yes," I replied; "I can never sufficiently
regret wounding your tender spirit
thus," and continued, with that abruptness
evolved by au emergency : "I am profoundly
and confoundedly in love !"
"With me!" and the-curly head went
up, disclosing a face suspiciously shining.
"Yes, with you."
"Hurrah!" and Florcllo effervesced from
my embrace. "My fine fellow, tlie tables
are turned.1'
"Wllrtf I " T ?i?of onfriA/1 1
. ?. jv.j- hi ii?y |ierjmpiiiy.
"Did you think mo so ignorant of your
real self? I saw you nt .tudgo Finch's.
Eloisesaid you were glum and misanthropic,
and I'd have a pretty time with yqu. I
wrote that very profound note, believing
you would just take 6uch an advantage as
you have."
"Weren't you ashamed to kiss me, then?
1 asked, assuming a graTO air."
''Not a bit," she answered, blushing in
spite of herself. "I rather liked it."
"You are easily abashed."
"Yea ; mv friends always said so."
I thought an instant.
"Perhaps we had better compromise.
Are you going to become my wifet"
<it >1 l.i ?- ? "
x wKjujMii iu nave uino ior renecuon,
but as you press ineso bard, I bad better
any yes."
And that is how ended my slratngvn.
Where Female Sex Prevails**?Some
curious statistics have just been published,
with respect to the population in Franee
It appears that the females .numbered 18,*
741,037, and the males 18,645,276, forming
altogether 0,054,030 families. There
exist 5,009,120 boys underage, and 6,106,321
girls. Of 8,579,046 unmarried persons,
there are 4,479,850 females. There
are 931,028 widowers, and 1,790,126
widow?. Of the widowers 81 are 20 years
of age, and there arc 820 widows of the
same age. France possesses at this moment,
1,529,154 girls of from 15 to 20
years of age, and 1,308,366 boys of the
same age. The greatest examples of Ion*
gevity are supplied by females. "We find
three females out of four unmarried ner
T *
boob who have reached the nge of 105, and
two widows who have passod that age^-r17,381
French men, and only 13,409;
French women, have loet their sight; 12,447
French men, and only 0,509 Freneh
women are deaf and dumb; 22,319 French
women have become insane, and only 2,372
French men. There are 23,407 male
idiota, and only 18,118 female idiota. The
feipale.eox prayaiUjn France, wbilo it haa
constantly decreased istheQjty of -Vienna,
#>ooe -i^jreir ^ftap, in tbf ^p^rtion ot
three hundredths six years;
farm worked 1>y ' * polony yf ,?o*??>-#A?
**o
*>: }}'JV-vivtH < ? jw/tri'ssi etr<r*>:m *.&?<> .*1
*?JT* .Wii in > , .iq
v'-'i'fV - "- AA 1 *'*.1'\ >'Al'.3 i4j f;I
- Wintw th?4#?*e?<v?t>etw*a t np
IMP ;1i?0 frrttf hfr bed with bis mock*
?jd 4, W* fcwwg ??#'?, ,$m!
Ow roM lo bos*, ?od 'lb? OlW l^s {a
ii -:n ; ?: .! I - .T ??- i
rowt. * '
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THE LATE WILLIAM L. YANCY. '
No man (says the Richmond Enquirer,
and we gladly adopt its words) stands
more p rominently forward in the politica
history of the late nnsucces?fui revolution
than William L. Yancy. Identified with
its inceiltion. ilift lpfwlincr prnnnont c\( i??
, , e ? ?
CAU8C3 and its principles, and one of tlio
iirbt in its defence and the fir most in its
prosecution, ho died in the midst of his
fame, and went down to his grave in tho
halo of the great ideas with which ho had
illnminated the country. The charms o!
his oloquenco, the nplondid simplicity of
which constituted a typo of oratory peed
iiar in itself, rendered him one of the mest
fascinating men in public and in private
life on the continent. Tho biography of
such a man, fairly written, will prove a
valuable addition to tho historical literature
of the South. Such a history wo are
nromised from the Den of tha Honoruhln
" IT '
William F. Sauford of Alabama, whose
prospectus we take pleasure in publishing.
It is as follows:
FKOBFECTS OF LIFE OF WILLIAM LOW NDU8
YANCEY.
I hare undertaken to write mi authentic
biography of "William LowndcB Lowndes
Yancey of Alabama, and for this purpose
havo been entrusted by bis family with his
private papers. His distinguished and
gifted brother, the Hon. Benjamin C. Yancey
of Georgia, has promised to givQ. me
all the particular information I may require,
nrwl OVPfV nAQBlKlo fuA?lln (a?? lV?*> wni-lr
J ( >,. ...? ..x,. rw.
I hope to be ablo to complete the book
of about five hundreed pages octavo, nnd
get it to the public during'tho next yeor.
Many years of the closest intimacy brought
rae thoroughly acquainted with llie character,
principle j, object and motives of my
lamented friend. He is beyond the reach
of human persecution ; history demands a
fair and impartial record of hi3 life, I
stand fearlessly before her august tribunal,
in the hearing of posterity, to plead for
justice to his memory.
I solicit subscriptions to the book. It
will ba'aent by express or otherwise, to any
direct^Q^. Due notice will be given of its
price, which shall be reasonable?with fair
deductions to the trade; attention of book*
sellers invited! The edition will be sufficient
only to supply subscribers.
The author begs of his friends, without
further or more formal application, to send
him any information or letters from Mr.
Yancey, winch may contribute to his work,
and will gratefully acknowledge any good
officc9 which may be rendered him in its
prosecution.
It may be proper for me to state, that T
am loyal to the Government, atrd that my
work has no treasonable or factious design.
I shall write the truth in the interests of
history, humanity and ray country; I shall
do this, as befit the sad and sacred funeral
ritca I owe to the hallowed memory of a
great-hearted, true and cherished friend.
Tliou art Freedom's now. and Fame's ;
One ol the few immortal names
That were not born todiel"
WILLIAM F. SAMFORD.
Aububn, Mncon County, Ala., Dec. 8, 18C5.
rmupiTB EHQLAND.
We have not yet bad an opportunity to
examine tliia work, by James Anthony
Froude, M. A, a well known and'highly
esteemed English historian, who proposes
a History of England from the fall of Woleey
to the death of Elizabeth, one of tbe
most interesting periods in tbe progress and
performances of the English nation. The
work, o? wbieh we have at present an instalment
of two v6lumeB only, bringing
the narrative down to the execution of
Anne Boleyn, and the marriage of Henry
the Eighth with Jane Seymour, A. D.
1580, will probably reach six volume#.
These are issued in admirable' style from
the press of Scribner & Co., constituting a
beautiful library edition in crown octavo.
Opinion, of (he highest rank in England,
has decided that the history is a decided
success. The "Edinburgh Review" speaks
of it as "derived from interesting materials,
worked op in attractive form.11 The
"Quarterly "Review" describee the "atyle
aa excellent, aonndy honest, forcible, singularly
perspicuous English; at' times With a
sort of pi<rtu*?&qus simplicity, jtfctu rehash*
?4*f P?/&?
fectly alive; we hava never to read.^jjffrj
saga twice?wa ns> the oourso of events
<J?y'by'day, not'only the most seriods and
import oom^onrcall^', #*tTR
ot tba fnnir. If- trothand Vlriif reality V
:u??Si
in tkvto of ibta mod*of c0ispaKWop.a-To
jbi^ m?*we ?f, prfti?erwo
a perfeot familiarity with thesa volupaa*
We shall s?f*# to read them as
TJ.\::^^zU:s:\z
dwt ihoold i&im WaiKrtf df ttofrcontarns,
mm) become familiar with one of \b?l
uiid of John C\tfctmian?
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SNOW-BALLING.
BT JOSIE S. HUNT.
The soft, loose gold of her tresses
Is straying about her face.
And tlie wind through its silken mealies
Is running n frolicsome race.
Her violet eyes?how they darken and flash |
Iler rose-red cheeks?how they glow f
As she si anus, ankle-deep in the milk white
drifts ;
Felting ruo with the snow.
She loflseB the soft flakes round her,
la her pretty, hoydeoisli play.
Till phe looks like a sea nymph rising
Tl.ml.nl. ?i.~ ?.:n _< t. ? -
- u. luniu auu spray ;
She moulds the balls with her little bnre hands;
I)o you think she would pout or scold
If I nestled the pink palms down in ray breast
To warm them ??they look so cold 1
rier while wool mittenB are flung on the snow,
Kacli one in itself a flake,
And her silken senrf beside them lies,
Coiled up like n crimnon snake.
All about me tracks eft her soft brown feet
Iluve printed the downy enow*,
And I know by them where, another spring,
The prettiest flowers will grow.
She laughs and scoffs when my snowballs fly
Harmless over her head,
And she flirts her curls in a saucy way,
And crouches in mimic dread ;
She cnlls me a sorry marksman,
And awkward fallow??ni? ??ill
Slip, sly little witch, knows well enough
- It isu't from luck of skill.
She knows that I would sooner th>nk
Of tearing a butterfly's wing,
Or of beating a lily, or*throttling
The first sweet robin of spring,
Than of aiming at her iu earnest
Or hitting her if I could,
Or harming so much as a tatuel
Of her little rcarlet hood.
Gay, beautifnl Madge! Oh what would Bbc
do ,
If my mouth was half so bold *
As the crystals which fall on her lips and her
hair,
Like pearls among i ubics and gold ?
Will her pride and her wilfulness trample my
love
As her feet have tratuplcd the snow I
That the missies she flings, which arc ico in my
face
Arc fire in my heart, does she know I
Sweet tease! does site guess I am wondering
now
Whether she'll ever be,
In the loog, long future before us both,
Anything more to roe
Than a little hoyden, with wild, sold hnir.
And red-roio checks in a glew.
Who stands, ankle-deep, ia the milk-white
drifts
Pelting mo with the snow I
WA8HINQTON THEN AND NOW.
The lively correspondent of the Nashville
Republican, gossiping about the pnst
and present of the Federal city, say3:
Do you remember the little Alcove at
Willnrd'3? PoorJeb. Stuart, who courted
Ilia wife there, christened it the " closet of
Cupid." Ilung with plush and lace, and
looking directly in at the great ccntre
^drawing room, and up and down the long
corridor, and out upon the court and the
fountain, it was always a favorite retreat?
" For talking age and whispering lovers made."
In those old times, it was famous. Some
of the greatest men and women of America
have flirted there ; and it has been the
scene of a thousand matrimonial engagements.
George McClellan and Nellie Mar- j
cy passed their troth beneath that dimly 1
lighted obandalier. A. P. Hill and Mrs. J
McClung, the Bister of John Morgan, be
gau a uu 01 Dadinago whioh ended in a |
wedding near that handsome mirror. Reverdy
Johnson and Georgo R Badger used
to pry in on the young couples and play
off their wit at their expense. The faces
of Mies Cass (now Madame de Llmbourg,)
of Miss Kellogg (now Mra. Gen. Thomas,)
and Miss Cutis (oow the widow of the
lato Stephen A. Douglass,) wero once familiar
to the sanctuary.
Ten years ago, Linn Boyd and N. P.
Banks messed together, and played whist
with their wives on the centre table of the
Alcove. At thai time Burlinghame and
Kei't were excellent,friends and prodigious
a( ?LO ?I"'-'? '> 1 *
miviuH .vi. vu* jvruug inuicf. <u mUH) l
might run om to endlewlittofturme*,
inspired bj* tlbl tS# lad rtii11
tains, for OtHo' tff thertintfam is Opeii sod
M v^y of
&e <9^^ Woklwa 9!**;* WW?*
ItM .mon^i wibbiiagfrtrraBilwai
*b<T merely *lIudeto ttaAJootetroridoottrit
of ift? flict't&et T itoHte Hi?
*r
WftaA'Uilfcry flf, tyaehirxgtonf.fcft'
before, thewwy *ith all iU ?ldi*}U?:aad
ctal labia. iUfkirt*1 /t>*'/Am* '?til ; nirfi
But I am nolHfnfrif not e^isodi^' ihi4
with this brief eXordmm, I prooeed? .
' " . SA r,M
i *b,I;:;
v.Moat'aTU* ot: &?
Cwpltol tots ectoWfe?i??b* ftaubees-jtaCM
DMT). The Norlb oevar sent b?r be?f '?b%irf
V
%
to Congress, atid, therefore, could not be
represented by its best women in the <w?
sembly of fashion. Id the great eommu- >
nities of tho North, a first rate professional .
rann could make twenty times as much out
of his legitimate pursuit as he could hopa
to make by becoming a politician, atad he
naturally preferred to devote bis manhood
to the accumulation of fortune by the dig*
nified moans within his reach leaving his
inferiors to souffle for the offices. An able
lawyer, an eminent doctor, a brilliant edit ~ v
tor, could not afford to serve the people aa
a mere politician. Thus the scramble for
honors vn reduced to the second class,
and the winners, with few exceptions, were
thoroughly second-class men ; too often dishonest
men; easy of conscience, approach*
able wilh money, and dull of wit.
Just an politics was disreputable in one
section cf the Union, it was considered the
only road to fame in the other. Tb?
Southern youth was raised to consider a
Boat in Congress the goal of human ambi~
tion. No professional man oan amass a
fortune in a rural region of country, and,
therefore, not only was the honor of politics
desirable to the Southern lawyer, physician
or editor, but its pay was about as much a* %
he could make at home. Hence the South
sent its best men to "Washington?often its,
riohest men?aspiring, educated, shrewd,
experienced, incorruptible. ->
Au ction of Ladies.?It i9 well known
that an auction of unmarried ladles used
to take place annually in Babylon. "Ia
every district they assemble on a certain
day of every year all the virgins of marriageable
age." The most beautiful was
first put up, and the man who bid the
largest 8iim of money gained possession of
her. The second in personal appearance
followed, and the bidders gratified themselves
with handsome wives according to
the depth of their purses. Bat alaal. it
seems tbat there were Babylon sfttifte Mdieflf
for which no money was likely to be offered:
yet these also were disposed, of, #a prorv-'
dent were tbo Babylonians. When all*the;
beautiful virgins were Bold, the crierordered
the ino6t deformed to stand npfi?Htjrf*
ter he had openly ' demanded whit*'would
marry her fur a small sum, afee" #fts at
j length adjudged to the man who would be
| satisfied with the least; and in thja. manner
the money arising fiom the Bal?:of. thft,
handsome served as a portion to those who
were either of disagreeable looks, or that
had any imperfection. This custom prevailed
about five hundred years before
Christ.
A Mother's Influence.?How touching
is Lbia tribute of Hon. T. H, Benton
in hit mntho/a inflnanAA #
?
My mother uked me never to use tob&coo;
I have never touched it from that
time to the present day. She asked mo
not to g?me, and I have qever gambled,
and I cannot tell who is losing in game*
that are being played. She' admonished
me, too, against hard drinking; and What'
ever capacity for endurance I have at present,
and whatever usefulness I may have
attained in life, I have attributed to having
complied with her pious and correct wish*
ea. When I wm seven years of age; aba
asked me not to drink, and Ibenlmade a
resolution of total abstinence, and tflit I
bavo adhered to it through all time I owe
to my mother."
?,
Why should a chicken hatched by steam
be closely watch od ? Because b?aa(olh?r
does not know he is out. ' - 1
It is said -that much of the iVory of $0W*
merce is obtained from the fossil, or extiac.
elephant, of Siberia. . ;;t . ,
If the memory is weak,flo .not overload
it, nor fill it with foolery; oblige it oaljr
with useful matter*. > * '? thtnxi u--."r
Why ia molnatex-barfel oft tbft-pbarf
like & besieged city whenfrelfefia-at bafcdf
Because sucfcera are near. ". fc" "
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from ail-other people? They never aayidiej
tbobgh all their earthly ambitions are ?k
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