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Look, Harry did vou ever see such a friehtl" "Complimentary !" 6aid the young man who was still in the buggy. "What is the matter, Sis?" "Oh, I'm so tired ! and I've got near a mile further to go." "Well, jump.in here. We'll take you. You ran after my hat on the tired little feet, bo we'll spare them the rest of the walk." "Oh, please sir, I'm so dirty, and such a fright J. I might spoil the carriage, or?or, Bcare the horses " '.fon my woYd ! if you were not so little I should think you meant to be sarcastic," was the laughing reply. "There!" and with a strong hand the child was lifted iuto the buggy. "Now go ahead, Harry!" George Morton was not very far wrong when he denominated the little stranger a fright. Her dress was coarse, ragged, and dusty; her feet bare, and her poor little thin arms and legs burned brown from exposure ito sun. 'Her face was thin and brown, }iAP Uair oltAff # nw/wl a/1 ??* J ' IVI U>?H ouvib} van^icU) auu OUrtJ Hlg UUI from under the course sun-boiinet, over her forehead, and concealing her only beauty, a pair of large dark browo eyes, which now, however, were red with weeping. Harry Aftfily, the younger and handsomer the tw& young men, spoke to the little out, who was squeezed into the seat behiin and his companion. v^Whero were you going?" >fiome r tb8t P (. ^At Mra.Voaea'a, the dressmaker. I'm iber errand git), and i ve been taking home n-a g&*n to Hit* Lee, o]ear peer at Marsh ftfeadotrV 1t'? over tbree^ttiles, and I'm most IH ''CaJ-'.' " thinking oC, to^et such a Uttle'girl )ead euch a hard Iffe!' How old are jonfP * "Ten. Please sir, don't apeak so cross . . I_f ifS-_-A?4 k 1*4 4 * A 7 . i- * ?ir !" ' V ??in& tukei egr^ym t'- ' ^ - *i?f iMPIV^W Wwt 'W * ' " write, and cipher, and Pf?^,l#lr,? Jr??*s Will let mribAvygbibgH, ? til is Winter, to the parson's class, after I'vo done all my errands!" "Humph! Do you like to go to scliool ?" "Oh! don't I?" There was no mistaking the tone ; she did like to go to school. "What's your name?" "Marion Harding." "George, what a pity I am not the hero of a novel!"' "Why r "Tbey always .adopt these little forlorni ties, being an orphan myself makes mc I feel an interest in this child's story. I've half a mind to invest some of my looso cash | in taking care of her." "Don Quixotic! You will die in the' Almshouse yet, Harry, spite of your wealth, j for such an open-handed fellow never saw j the lijrht. Here we are at the village, i ? ? , Now little girl where does Mrs. Jones live ?" j "Right lip that street. Thank you for j bringing me; I've had a nice ride." So they parted, llarrv and (Jeorge lo go back lo thu tavern and grumble over a dull evening, and Marion to sew till her eyes ached, and then creep up stairs to the attic ' and sleep soundly on the hard bed. ' Marion Harding! You May! Whereon; earth is the child ! Marion !" I ,.v ' ? "\es ma am. ' Go into the parlor; there's some folks want to see you." "Want to sec me!" thought the child,! I "who can want to see nie!" "\Vitli a slow, timid step, she entered the parlor. Harry Aslily wa3 there, and with hira an elderly lady, who held out her hand to the little girl arid drew her towards her. j She looked earnestly into the Tittle face, i j marked.the broad forehead, and the large, j full eye, and then spoke to her. ".My dear, bow would you like to come and live with me, and wait upon mc ?" Marion, captivated by the sweet voice | and pleasant face, replied, "Very much, ma'am." "Aunt Mary," said Ilarry, "shall I call Mrs. Jones?" "Yes, Sir Impatience." Marion's story, given by Mrs. Jones, was a brief, and a very common one. Iler father, a violinist, had become intemperate, and died when Marion was very young; her mother, after nine years of hard work in the endeavor to support herselfmul child decently, died in the village Almshouse, i and Marion was, in her tenth vcar, bound I " i to Mrs. .lones as hof.errand girl. After some talk Mrs. Aslily decided to | take the child, educate her, and try, as Mrs. Jones said, "to make something of her." I The drORftmalrpr WAR oncilr ?nrcna/ln.l t?*^An J I'the payment of a sum of money, to release the child from her engagement. Mrs. Ashly's first care was to have her protege cleanly and neatly dressed, and then, under Harry's escort, 6he returned with her new charge to her home in New York. At first her intention was to place the child in a 6obool, and have her services as a waiter between school hours, but Marion's intelligence and loving disposition won the heart of the lonely widow, and she formally adopted her. Years rolled on; Ilarry, now Dr. Ashly^ still lived with his Aunt Mary, who was at once his uncle's widow and his mother's sister. Marion was away at boardingschool, studying hard, and writing home often to consolo her dear Aunt Mary for her abscnce. And now- for n limo ?-? must leave tlio three. ''Mother," said a young man coming into Mrs. Morton's boudoir, one morning, "who is that lovely gjrl in the nursery ? Such hair and eyes, and such a figure?" "What are* you talking about, Georgo? Since you came home from Germany you go crazy about every pretty face. There is fio one in the nursery but your sisters and their governess, Miss Ashly." "Ashly 1 Any relation to Harry ?" ' No! Have you never beard the story? Oh, I recollect; you went away very soon after it happened, sol suppose you havo forgotten it. Mrs. Ashly picked up this girl running about barefooted in some obscure country town, brought her home and adopted her. She had her educated in the best schools and by the best masters, and every one thought she meant to leave her money, or that Harry would marry b$r. Last Winter she brought her out. and she made quite a sensation. llarrj, as you know, went to Eoifope to study, and bas not returned' About (90 months ago Mrs. Aehly died, and there was no will found butan oW one, drawn up yeqfftftgo, all her property to JSarry.. Marion, course, bas nothing ?o after the executors of the will closed Mrs. Ashly's house Until Harry oomes home, I offered ber the place of Inverness to tore iSmfar*? j.- . :. (?sf ?; j c*:.* "> "But wby'tbe " '/. . 9;:i~U*>rgft-r-7 la ,sW.n cw^of Wf | to ask* "I know that; but there she was, nitting in the nursery, Lizzie hefors her, looking at i everything but her book, Rosa finding out i the difference between A and X, at her 1 knee, and Susan, with some sewing, talking ] to her, while Archy, mounted on the back i of her chair, was demolishing the finery in I Susan's basket. 13y the way, Mother, are < you not making a nursery maid of her. Is I she to take care of Archy, and do your sew- I ing, as well as teach the girls?" I ?ft .ct ? ?.or> T -.! ? 1 ? > ?? ..MUJVI?V < VU|/ ?. If (tiuv;U l/l ItlJUllTU, JIIIU I J 1 ilon't know how Arcliy came to be there." Evening fell; Marion was seated in her \ I own room, tired with her day's labor, and 1 sad ; sad as sho thought of the change in < her life. Could we read her thoughts, we < should sec at once the secret of her life, i She loved Ilarry Ashly. Bound to him at i first by ties of fervent gratitude, his gentle, brotherly care of her from tho time she entered his auDt's house had ripened this feeling into deep, intenso love, which she jeal- i ously concealed and guarded. Many times when he pressed upon her' brow tho kiss of : a flection, had her heart beat and struggled ' with emotion almost to bursting. lie had i never spoken one word of love to her. Always kind and attentive, lie was more like > a loving brother or cousin, than one who coveted a dearer name than either. When he went to Europe, two years before the time of his aunt's death, ho had, for tho first time, let fall some words which Marion cherished as the dearest he had ever spok- j en; they were, "Good bye, Marion dear. Be true to me. j Remember I am your first love, and must j be your last. I did not bring you here for . any of Aunty's pots to run away with !" I That was all! Mere jest, Marion often | thought, and yet the words were printed on j ( her memory. Who that has ever loved I( does not know how one phrase, or some- 1 times even one look will linger on the heart; ' forgotten, perhaps, while the loved one is 1 near us, yet recalled and dwelt upon when ! absence makes the idol still dearer. Though constantly employed, Marion 1 had found her new home a pleasant one; [ but now, the return of the son and heir of ! 1 the house made her situation very disagree- | ?i.i^ f ?i i.?i ---? i-i .11 nuic. viuuiyc, tuuiiy iiul'ss biiu gay, uiu noi dream that his attentions could beunaccep- ( table to any one, and charged Marion's cold 1 replies and guarded manner towards him ( to her proper sense of her position, striving, by renewed attention, to make her sensible ' of how entirely he overlooked it. Marion, ' conscious of the utter indifference with 1 which she regarded him, did not under stand the p.raises Mrs. Morton lavished upon ' her prudence, or the cautions she plied her ( with, not to think that every flattering word frnm n ctt*nlli>m??n woe a cofiAne ? to tion. J Far away from home, Harry Ashly was wandering in the Highlands, when the news of his aunt's death reached him. It was | when lie heard of Marion'ts forlorn situation, that he first thought seriously of his love i for her. He had loved her from the first i moment he saw her, though he would have | laughed, had any one ascribed his interest < in llie little girl to such a potent cause. He j was wealthy, and had often dreamed of ma- < king her his wife, but did not speak to her, j because ho reasoned that they were all very ] happy together, and if she did not return \ bia love, it would break in upon the dear home circle; perhaps 6be would leave them , if he spoke of his passion to her, and so t I - ueprive una 01 uer presence, ana Ins aunt ot f a companion. So he nover spoke of it, \ treating her always like a dear Bister. Now t that she was cast upon tlrt> wide world, ^ poof and friendless, he determined to go ( home and tell her how long and truly ho < bad loved her, and if she would not marry , him, lie could, at least, set asido some of his j aunt's fortune for her. lie was convinced | that Mrs. Ashly had intended to provide j for the orphan ; but, like many others, 6he delqyed from time to timo carrying this intenlion into .cfleet, until it was loo late. I George Morton's attentions, iu the mean- * time, had grown so offensive to Marion, that she was looking out for another situa- i tion, where she could teach, and be free j from him. I Again fortune favored her. There was { an old lady, Mrs. Grant, who .was about to , travel South for the benefit of her health, ] who eagerly availed herself of the 'opportu- -j nity of securing Marion's services as acpm- , panion. Writing to Harry, to acquaint j him with her ehange of ptafitsjMarion took , a kind leave of Mra. Morton and*her daugli - , ten, and started with Mrs. Grant for Chair- | ieatoo,.a place which her .new pAirob ?*? iDtbetabjtofvtotlng erery*.Wifal?r. 8f? j did not mention her destination to j M*rU>n, fearing letter fiwm. <3*>?V 4 and wh^ Iiarj>y returned CPoen 'Von** , looking fej bWj she wiagone, non?lm?f i wtia#,r, find otit Bor pt^Bt hoBe, ?fci# ??%>: -j ing why ^htt Wu6?td^ro|^ #^itiia?- , "Como, Harry," said one of them, laying iside his segar, "it is late, and I must show myself for a few moments nt Mrs. Grant's ball. It will be expected of mo. Besides, [ want to see this new protege of hers, who appears for the Gist time in public, to-night. She was hero with her last Winter, but in Jeep mourning, and did not go out. I boped to see her nt Saratoga last season, but she kept very private *, to-night she appears. By the way, I heard many inquiries *fter you at Saratoga. Where were you ?" j "At tiio While Mountains, Niagara, and knocking about hero and there. I dou't know what brought 1110 here this Winter, ixccpting this fashion I have fallen into, jf wandering over the face of the earth, like i vagabond. What is your fair recluse's name ?" "Harding!" "Well, I'll go!" The two started together, and soon cached their destination. "My dear," said an old lady, speaking to 1 young, lovely girl who stood near her, 'your dress is caught up, you had better go ; md arrange it." The young lady obeyed her. As she itood before the long glass in the drcssingootn, she made a most beautiful reflection lpon its surface. Iler figure was of median height, aud perfectly rounded ; her bare neck and arms gleamed white as ruow, in bright contrast with her dark dross; her eatures were regular; complexion fair, but lale, and her large, brown eyes were full of ntelligence ; her glossy and abundant cbeslut bair was arranged in curls, looped graeeully from the neck, with a concealed coinb, ind a light garland of crimson fuscbia was 1 wisted among them. Her dress of deep jrimson 6ilk, trimmed with black lace, suited her style of beauty perfectly. After arranging ber dress, she stood a moment bebre the glass, musing ; then, with a low jreathed sigb, turned to join again in the scene of festivity. "My dear," said Mrs. Grant, meeting lier it the door, "I want to introduce a fiiend )f Cnpt. Russell's. Mr. Ashly, Miss. Ilardng." At last, after their long separation, they net. No one who saw the bow of recogni,ion, or marked the clasp of the hands, vould have dreamed of emotion rushing >ver each heart. Why continue the story ! Mrs. Grant grumbled when called upon to part with a :ompanion who, Bhe said, "suited her exictly but the rich paruie of diamonds with which she presented Dr. Ashly's fair jride. showed that fillfl rtll?rinll<vl nn iiArn __ J Jeep resentment. From Arthur * Home Magazine, for July, HOME. BV CLARA AUGUSTA. Ilome ! We love to repeat the word over, 'or it baa a sweet sound?Home ! The man or woman possessed of a home, u the fullest sense of lliat beautiful word> iced go no further than its sacred hearth or happiness. Within its walls there is jnough, without going forth after vain and uie pleasure. i\rouuu lue nreside ot home cluster purer joys than wealth can shower Yom her golden hands, or clarion-tounged Fame bring from the far-off recesses of the world. The broad universe holds no nook or corner so dear to the true heart as home. Peoplo may smile, and say it is an old subject; very true, but it is one that will iever wear out. Like the grand notes of ' Old Hundred," the sacred tones of" Montgomery," or the Inspiring roll of " Corona? i.. it .tun, iu? bunjccw nome grows nearer and Jearer to the heart with each repetition.? Hie truth of this, all will acknowledge, so ong as each spirit finds at home its pureBt liappiness, and folds its wings quietly there ip itieBunghire of perfect peace. Homo 1 IIow the tired heart of the wan iercr leaps up at tho word ! The jeatten mariner nearing the shores of his lative land, his first thought, lightningdinged, is for home. Home, where his wife waits with her fair-haired children, and keeps Jrighf the light fipon the hearth stone, the ight which is to guide his way over tho mrf-washed beach, and the treaeberous juickfifnds, safely to his home. Mayb6 he AaIj* tfVrtVA>/1 ir\ a oalnnfAfi ml* I* ' Mvn^^inniu iv *? ?uumVU ? IfcU tl 19 JSretfts, white-haired and boary, standing ljVort the shadowy confines of the Eternal Land;.kinUjfftther, and tbe tender mother, ivbo r^tnOVed all thorns from bis iofcmt pathway, an died fiiatand^r fuel up to thtyide :emplo of njaohood. . l%*hrowD-b?ired^irJ at *:bocrf jool^ont br raoatiorvwith awoHd of anticipation ; you ask her. why in tbw joy ; you snmsH^: home to his waiting wife, bis warm dressing gown and slippers by tbe parlor fire, and the evening of contentment and rest which he knows is awaiting him there. What matters it how loudly the storm beats, or the gusty winds raves; is he not at home, and with the objects of his love? Isn't he happy ? Ask him, and he will tell you 'yes," with an earnestness that defies dis bulict. Maybe, in nil tlicsc happy homes there are vacant places; empty seats at tlie firesides ; unused books ; little shoes, and faded knots of ribbon laid away in some hallowed drawer ; little playthings that once brought joy to the little hearts which lie cold and still beneath mounds carpeted with the soft snow of winter ! Very likely ; every family has ils precious dead children ; but even the remembrance of this is no cause of unhappiness, when we remember that around our Father's Throne ahovc there can come no disaffection, no trial, no shadow of wo !? (Jrieving for this beseems us ill, for the Saviour of the world stretched forth his hands^ and declared, "ofsuch is the kingdom of heaven." Friend, so long as home is granted you, lowly and humble though it may be, if ! r i ! ? - - i i* * j-iuvu anu a eace arc us waicnures, am; contentment its bright and abiding star, never call yourselfpoor ! You arc rich ! far richer than tbo hapless millionaire, who, with pockets lined wirfi the glittering ore of California, goes nightly to his splendid lodgings in a hotel, and finds his home circle in the fast men that share the place of his abode.? You have a treasure which moth will not corrupt, or rust corrode; for all perfect affections is heaven-born, aud therefore imperishable. We have much gratification in believing that the love which has cemented hearts in l.?t.r ot.?n ?<: 1 mvij uiiivu iiviuj auuil WtKIIIUU Il? dilUI'CU office in the hereafter; for "God is Love," and bis kingdom is one of good will toward men. It is not gold and silver, neither heaps of precious jewels, that bless ineffably the lives which are given us; neither honor nor the world's praise, for death will sweep all away ; but it is that pure, earnest, siucero love of God and our fellow men, which never fails, even in this world, of bringing a sure and glorious reward. Cherish home! Never let discord and ill-nature enter there! Never allow the dark face of distrust to cross its hallowed threshold! Guard your home as you would your life ; nay, more, for happiness is more precious than life, and upon that home yout happiness depends. ' Perfect confidence should abide there forever ! Let no dim sccret intrude, to build up, as it were, a wall of granite between its inhabitants. The great corner stone of Lov? ?_ n i * .1 - is i/onuuence, ana mo one cannot exist without 'the other. Between the hearts ol the dwellers in one family there should be no veil of darkness, no shadow of mystery for, out of doubt, love and contentment never spring;and only in the broad sunshineo Truth can the royal plant of Respect flourisl: and grow strong. Politeness and courtcsy towards the mem bers ot your family, will tend to csltiblisl kindly feelings; and let the same d?ferenc< which you would show a stranger beshowi towards those who love you best, and wb< have a legitimate right to the best phrase o your character. It is singular, considering the many amia hlo men and women 0110 meets in society that there should be so few happy homes so few specimens of conjugal and fraterna happiness. Ah, it is sad to speak it; but i results from the fact that too many people save their smiles from their own families to bestow them up the eager crowd of fashion and folly. ''It is true that we want noi at home'the formal politeness which societ; abroad requires of us, that the genuine up springing of kindness which comes direc from the heart, and always gladdens the re cipient, and makee the giver better and hap pier. Letustbon display the.best part o our lives at homo. We have those.there whose claims are paramount to all others lot us look to it tbat we respect those claims and yield freely the right. .We love well the voice of the grent cantatrj^ei.who stands In the wifle*roofod halJ and pour^Tortii her Bong for the gratification of- the multitude.,; but we : love bettci the sweet, soft voice which singula cheer a wiary fa (he)-, a Kick ferother,oV a care-wdrn mispaad. mere is tout in Hint voice; there is beauty and pathos there; and with that voice it sqems the' frdrt angles of heavgu might love to mingfe'to# seV?phio chorus! May the G<^ of our Fath6r^guar4;^ protect our homes! May he pr&serve thsqg from the intruding foot of.Deepotisai Vncj wrong; and, nt laH, gather alkthe dtfeljera therein safely Wl6 mi fcoortsbwe; *Un there are umi|fiy..0j|pM6h|i^ pfaj^rtd %i Witticisms of Douglas Jerrold.? Tbo National Magazine publishes a number of witticisms attributed to the late Dou glas Jerrold, and which havo been collected and arranged lor that periodical by his son Mr. lilanchard Jurrold. The following arc among the best specimens of tho great sati : l ist's wit thus collected by his son : 1 Tiie Anqi.o-Frenoii ' Alliance.?jer i rold was in France, and with a French mat: who was enthusiastic on the subject of the j Anglo-French alliance, lie said that lit I was proud to see the English and Frencl I such goou iricnus at last. Jerrokl?"Tut 1 llie bust tiling I know between Franco ant | England is?the sea." Unkkmittjno Kindness.?'Call that} i kind man,' said an actor, speaking of an ab [ sent acquaintance ; 'a man who is awaj from his family and never sends them i ' farthing! Call that kindness!' *Ycs, unro ; mitting kindncs,' Jerrohl replied, i Dami'KD Ardor.-?Jerrold and Lamai ; Blauchard were strolling together abou j London, discussing passionately a plan fo : joining Byron in Greece. Jerrold, tellinj the story many years after, said, 'But i ; shower of rain came on, and washed allth i Greece out of u<.' J A Doctor's Livekv.? A very popula j medical gentleman called on Jerrold on ! Wl.? .1 :? ? i ..i.j. .1 11v.-11 uiu hmuii vt ?is auuilL 10 icav* Jen old, looking from his library windov ! espied lii-i friend's carriage, attended by sei ! vants in (laming liveries. Jerrold?'Wha | doctor, I sec your livery is tueasles turuc up with scarlet lover V A 1'avohite Am.? At a social club t which Jerrold belonged, the subject lurne one evening upon music. The discussio was animated, and a certain song was cite ; as an exquisite composition. 'That song exclaimed an enthusiastic member, 'ahvaj carries me away when I hear it." Jerrol (looking eagerly round the table) ?'Ca anybody whistle it ?' Man's Account with Woman.?Loo here; you must allow that woman ough as much as in her lies, to make this worl i quile a paradise, seeing that she lost us tl: ! original garden. Wo talk as philosophers j and when all is said and done about win I we owe to woman, you must allow that w j ha\e a swinging balance against her. There that little matter ol tlic apple still to be se tied for. An Attorney's Last Hope.?A certai sliarp attorney was said to be in bad ci cumstanccs. A friend of the unfoituna : lawyer met Jerrold, and said, 'Have yc '; beard about poor R ? ? Ilis busine ingoing to the devil.1 Jerrold?'That's ? right; then he is suro to got it back agaii A Name in the Sand.?A. few daj since, wo stood with a friend on the sc shore. The tide which had receded, 1c the sand perfectly smooth. Our friend wit the end of his cane, wrote his name in fu on the sand, and we passed on. But tl first flow of the tide ofeourao entirely eff ced that name,aud left the sand as if nothii had been written on it. This led.us me tally to inquire how many of the'busy soi InU. i?1 ?i ?~:i i ? vivmvu, iiii/ui ildlU ailU tUll lUlIg IU Wri 1 their namesjn the sand, only to bo wash* i away by the fast flowing waters of oblivio i Thousands have faced the cannon's nioui and forced their way through ranks of bris . ling steel, to gain a name. But where no 1s the name thus written in blood? Entir ! Iy fdrgotton, with a very few exceptions. , Scholars too have wasted their energi . over the midnight lamp, and found and e* p ly grave in search of a name. That nan was gained; but it was only written in tl 1 sand. How much we all, in our various pnrsui - are struggling for a name; but wo a , merely walking by the sea-shore, and if o i names are written to our satisfaction, tin will not be found after tho next tide. W1 1 knows the names of tbe many millions wl 1 tiai'A .1. ? .1 ? i ikmv |Jtuj?ivu uui t'uriii ; ilhuu lUOUglll f much of his name while living, as we do ours. But tho very dust under our ft contains their own animated dust, and y their very uames were long sinco forg< > ten. J -v Let us then, strive for something belt I than an earthly name written in the mo t A name that can never peris written in "the Lamb's IJook of life,' bliou be the high point of our aspirations. Th ? is attainable, and yet how few are strivii to have them there recorded. The preso u is regarded rather than the future by sho sighted mortals.? Olive Branch. Tiib People's Day.?Continuous Sa t bath labor does not answer even comrac . cially*?it does not increase the aggrega amountof work performed. Wilborfor * testifies: 'During the war it was propost ' to work all Sunday, in one of the roj > manufactories, for continuous, noj for oce j sional service ; and it was found that'tl , workmen wtio obtained Government's co sent to abstain fron) working on Sunday executed more work thaif?tfie others? Qa ' lain Stansl ury, leader of the surveying e . pedition to the region of the Salt'Lake, i Lis official report to our Governntetit,.aai . ?'I hero beg to record, as the result of m ; experien.ocf deriy?<l notonly-from my pr 1 sent journey, but frora/piwyyeara apeot i 1 J&e pf rferuianee of nikity dutjea, that, aj, > uaatter:pf pecwoiary coBtjdonitl^ny Utii wi? , to keep.Sabb*t?..?MoT* work can I tneU from both-men and'amiuals byy >#, tW where the .whole save wKft1 |^tow,ot our lima oyt of ti^ou A Lady's Opinion of a Lady's wiu Mrs. Stephens, iu her excellent monthly ' magazine, thus "pilches in" against a cUm? I of men which is becoming Oar too nutne, rous in this metropolis, Bays the "Washihg! ton,Star. Ilfear what she sa^s;. 14 Our own private opinion of tfid" Lad^&' Man is, that he is .thoroughly contemptible! ?a sort of specimen of the life hardly worth , thinking about?a nut-shell with" the kerneP , withered up?a handful of foaro drifting.* , over the wine of life, something not affogethV' , er unpleasant to the fancy, but of no eartfely * i usr. A woman of sense would as. soon put I lo sua in n man-of-war made of shingles, or take up her residence in a carcbboUBe;, as . dreain of attachingihersclf to a lady-killfer. 4 "Women worth The name are seldom deceived into thinking o,ur lady's mat) the ' cl.o'cest specimen o!'his sex. Wliatever their 1 ignorance may be, womanly intuition must tell them that the men who live for greftj?t objects, and whose spirits are so firmly knit 1 that they are able to encounter the storjna* 1 J of life?men whose depth and warmtb.of r fueling resemble the powerful current of-rf 5 | mighly river, and not the bubbles on its sufr"-;. ft I f;ir?p wllft if tliPV l*wn nrn nornr cmtflon )iw . -/ > V* "J 0 inero beauty of form or features?that these men are far more worthy even of occupying r their thoughts in idle moments than the fops c and men about town with whofte attention1 j, i they amuse themselves. If wo were to telf r, i him this, he would only laugh ; lie has no r- j pride about hiin, although full of vanity,t, and it matters not to him what we may d broadly affirm or quietly insinuate. " Soft and deli, a'.o though lie be, be is na 0 impervious to ridicule as a hod-carrier, and j as regardless of honest contempt as a city ? alderman. Were you to hand him this ar,1 ! tide, ho would take it tn Kfimft Rnrinl nnrltj . U . ? , ; ? r*"V ? > i and read it aloud in the most mellifluous .s voice as a homage to liis own attractions." j Washington Star. u John liAXDOi.ru and Danikl Webster.. ?Among the legislators of that day,-;kut not of them, in the fearful and solitary sub>limity of genius,' stood a gentleman from! Virginia,- whom.it was superfluous to desigie : nate. Whose speeches werfr. universally ''read? Whoso satire was unifArealj^fear-11 led? Upon whose accents-did this babUu,e I ally listless and unhstening hdustf-'haoife'i'ftiy. 8 frequently, wit||..rapt at$ntlbn?v- WJriKfe fame was identified Wi\h thatbodyfor"s*y long a period ? Who was a &<5ro~ dexten rous debater, a ripe scbolnr, better verpeel ipi r" tbe politics of our own country, of de^fjer read in tbe liistory of others 1 Abov^ all/ ,u ! who was more, thoroughly im bttedVwj th^tha 33 idiom of the English languager^Dijt^?iw>na.pletely master of its stren^t^^nd^>oAuty,and delicacy , or rtiore capable o?"wfSlhitt]g thoughts of flame in words of magio sod ?s tones of silver? ' ' Nor may I pass over in silecfcfi'iC^r.ep^s j sentative from New Hampshire, tjalfoil1 most obliterated all meYirory of tbat'di^tinc uon uy me superior tame.-Qe attained 1C as a.senator from Massachusetts. .Thob^I* a* then but in the bud of his political life* and lo hardly conscious, porhaps, of his own extraH" ordinary powers, he gave promise of tbw DS greatness he has achieved. The same vigor of thought; the same force of expression^ J<* tbo shorf sentences; the calm, coldj collect"* ed manner; the air of solemn dignity ; tlfe deep, sepulchral, unimpassioned voice ; alP ll* have been developed only, not changed, w even to the intense bitterness of his frigid e" irony. Tho piercing coldness of his-sarcasms was indeed peculiar to hira; they: cs seemed to be emenations from the spirits of ir" the icy ocean.-' Nothing could be at onca" ie so novel and so powerful; it was frozen Je mercury becoming as caustic as red hoi irom.? Wilde. ts I # re i Baptism tx Iloors.?At Chicago, last ur week, a rather amusing sceno took place eJ\ during tlie baptism of a young lady by tbo 1,0 pastor of the Tabernacle. The Union says.' ',0 'The minister requested her to assume the ns dress peculiar to such an occasion, but she' ?f declined to tafce off her hooped skirt; the 'ct minister told her of the inconvenient that , must resul from her obstinacy, but she pgr>t sisted. "When she carae to descend itfto' the bath, the inflated skirt touchedthe water br and rose around her like a balloon, Her' lV* head was lost tJ^tho congregafiqp/sbwfia >h, swallowed tin in the swelling ski^. thd miri ild=- ister trietHb force-her down iptd the bath at but she was kept above the surface by thti' nS floating properties of the crinoline, aod Mas' nt buoyed up so successfully that it Wag" not rt- until after much difficulty and many'fbfcible attempts to submerge the lady, the' rtofnister succeeded in baptizing (he fair Finally it was effected, ta the relief offend 5r" minister and tho seriously inclH^d Attftedfeft,' lte who could not keep from laugrffaj* in tHgU* pocket 'liankerclncfs. '* . V ^ , al Tiie Great end of^Sqpr ;H" ty continually tends to become a rttyj&fmd Jn? idoft than right. Iq the strug?U.(^' ,8> accumulation, the worth of* eTery\hurr?an p! being is overlooked. The importance ^of x- -every man's progress is forgotton.-* We 0 must contend for this great idea. Thqy * who bold it, must spread-it Ar^umfcjtbett^e .Thi'troth must be squired in the 6irtfe 9f n men, that the grand end ofaocfety is i&rajga a wilKin ntiutYi 'nf W. miMiAiMM " " r ,wv" y* r