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EST For all advertisement* set- in double col- ' umn. Fifty per Cent, extra will bcadiledto the ! DAVIS & CREWS, i T'nr Banner ; LEE ?fc WILSON, For J'rttKx. j MISC ELL ANY. ~ ONE DAY'S SHOPKEEPINtf. j by ci.aka acocsta. Cousin ITarry is as handsome a fellow aa the most fastidious among inv ladv readers | would wish to see. and that is saving a j Croat deal for cousin llarrv. when one takes ! into consideration Lhe taste of the lO'.h ecu- ! tury. Harry is a country shopkeeper?a grocery j keeper, I mean ; that is, he sells pork, beef, I fish, oil, molasses and such articles, on one side of the store, and calicoes, de hiines 1 sheeting, muslins a few silks, on the other side. t Ilarry s custom was very extensive. A handsome young man in a store is in himself a sort of a sign, and a good-looking clerk is worth a hundred dollars a year more tban an ugly one. It is a lamentable fact, and I am sorry to record it ; but it is so. Last summer I was up at Uncle John's ; but the fine strawberries and raspberries with which tho kitchon garden abounded were not despised by me. One morning, Harry received an urgent summons to attend the County Court in a neighboring town, as a witness in an important case. Ho was obliged to go off in a hurry, and having no time to look up a substitute in his store, appointed mo to the dig- j uity. "You can't fail of doing right, Charity,' j said he, patronizingly; "the goods are all ' marked iD plain figures?that is, the dry, ] goods ; and then molasses sells for fifty cents i sugar ten to fourteen cents, and butter is I worth a shilling, store pay ; and, mind you, ! Charley, eggs are twenty cents a dozen, hut don't take any unless they'll sink readily m* wfltnr f fiov mnu hp rnttnn vnn "*? J ^ w~ J"know ; and the butter, too, don't tnke any without putting a fyrk into each ball to try it; it might be rancid; and, Above and1 over all, my boy, be polite to the pretty 'girls. Good bye"?and llarry put the big brass key of the store (an insignia of authority) into my hand, and leaped into the cab which was to take him to the depot. I felt somewhat dignified?as it were, promoted from the rank of a private to that of a captain?and I went up to my room at Uncle John's, for a survey of my toilet. I Htn rather a gooth looking fellow, myself, ttiougn some people idwk h vanity in myself to mention it; but all the girls say bo, and it is generally conceded tbat they are competent judges. By way of enhancing my personal attractions, I added to my dress a pair of wrought^wristbands, (don't laugh, unfeeling reader; they were embroidered and presenU ed to me by lady friend,) and giving a / partitjg twist to my moustache, I sallied out ' ' ''. izirtb* morning was fresh and fair?no grim clouds cast their boding shadows over the earth?and all promised fair for my . a*o6?as. I arranged myself behind my counter, and waited Cor customers. Customer No. 1 entered. Bhe was a middle.aged woma&,to bay de beige for h*r ^darterVgown." I was all'alacrity to fulfil her commftfcds. I piled the counters with what I supposed J to be do beige, a sort of thin, glossy, rattling ; stuff; and with all my eloquence I expatia- J ted on its wonderful merits. "There's silk in it, ain't there?" querried j the old lady, putting on her spectacles for a , closer examination, "Miss Moss, our dress- ; maker, said so!" "Silk ! to be suro there is !" said I im mediately taking my cue, (it doesn't do to j contradict a ladv,) "silk! why it's all silk, 1 the real, fine Italian boiled silk, sewing silk, ma mi, mi jiorii-u expressiy lor your uaugnter's wear ! It'll last an ago !" "Well, she'll want it to wear a pretty good spell, I reckon ; a body can't afford to i buy a gown every day, you know !" ' Of course not. mai m ; of course not! : But this will look sweetly on your pretty daughter, no doubt she's pretty? resotnbler. j her mother, I dare srty!" I heard it said that a little judicious flattery never comes amiss with the ladies. "Law, bless your heart, sir, Sally ain't nowise handsome! she ain't nigh as good looking as 1 was in my young days! her nose is too crooked, and her hair is red ! ! but then Sam Jackson thinks she's splendi- | ferous! That's what ho says, at any rate." "No doubt, n>anu, but Mr. Jackson is a man of taMe?probably a connection of Andrew Jackson, the patriot and President! ' How manv Yards wi.nl.l vim lit-n nml I ! flourished t lie yard slick with a professional j air, which would have done credit to cousin Ilarrv himself. "Oh, stop a tninit, I ain't decided about 1 it yet. What's the price. ?" Very true; there must be n price, I sup- j posed, but I had forgotten such a contingen- j cy. However, there would be no difficulty | about that, for llarry said they were all marked in plain figures, so I turned com- ' placently to the caid attached to the cloth | ' r. i Z. 2." Very explicit. Like the Hebrew liible to . mo, but 1 took a moment to consider. I'd \ put it low enough, I tlxrfiglit, to induce her j to trade; and it would'nt do to appear as ! if I did'nt understand my business. I might | lose ca~t willi her. "Well," said I, "though it's a great sacrifice, really giving it away?I'll let you have it for one shilling a yard. Dirt cheap; but as it is for your pretty daughter, I'll put it down below cost 1 I would'nt do it," said I, ! leaning down over the counter close lo the j old ladv's urc'in calash?"I would not doit ; for another person in the world." My answer seemed to please the old lady, j and she turned the fabric over, felt of it up on both sides, tried the strength of its texture with her thucib and finger, and at lust gave the order: "Eight yards and a half, good measure, and silk to sew it up with." I cut off the desired quantity, folded six skeins ot sewing silk insula it; the lady paid I for it in odd ninepences nnd sixpeuces, and I bowed her ont of the store. Enter customer No. 2. A seedy-looking man, in a grey blouse, to get two cents worth of black snuff. I searched around awhile among the mysterious boxes and barrels, and at last pitch ed upon tbe strong smelling articles. Wrapped up a couple of ounces ; delivered it to my customer, and received in return two coppers, which Noah might have coined in the ark while waiting for dry weather. Customers No. 3, were two pretty, redcheeked girls?one with butter to sell, the other with a pail of eggs, destined for the same purpose as the butter. I remembered Harry's injunction about the eggS, butter, cold-water, and fork-pricking ; but for the life of me, I could'nt recollect which was to be applied to the butter or which to the e2g*. However, I wanted to oblige tho pretty girls, so I took both butter and eggs into the back store, determined to do something with them. After a few moments consideration, T procured a fork, and pierced each and all of the prrrr* ftcnarnlplv?nn/1 tlia roonlt moo nolnn "l J """ ""v " aa isliing! out of two dozen, six were positively in a state of decomposition; thirteen were occupied by remarkably well grown juveniles of the fowl race; and the remaining five were smelling decidedly old. The butter wouldn't sink in tho water? do all I could, pop it would come up to tho surface 'again ; and I was obliged, though reluctantly, to decide that it wouldn't do to take either the butter or eggs. So I returned to the front part of the store again, bearing the pail of mutilated eggs in one hand, and the butter in the other. "I am sorry?ahem 1 that is, I regret that the eggs are too?too old for our pur pose; and the butter?we don't take butter now 1" You should have seen the pretty young 'adies' faces blaze up ! The one with the eggs muttered something about "city greenhorn 1" and (be butter girl exclaimed aloud : < ' f ' \ "What better oould hate been expqbted from 8uou a gouiog f" 3 I was fain to ooaciliate them by tho gift of three ?tick? of .oaixj; apieoe,^ and telRpg quest of pork, He wanted the "homo made, native pork ?none of yer Western hog cholera stuff." I mado a tour of the suspicious-looking barrels in the cellar, gazed apprehensively at my wrought wristbands?found a barrel which smelt of pickle ; and procuring a pair of long handled pincers from the coal bin, I made a plunge into the cask with thein. Nothing whatever came up to reward my efforts; and I was making preparations for a second dive, when down came my hard looking friend to see how I was getting on. "Put yer hands in, ye abominable young dandy! What are yc afraid of, I wonder? In with yer hands!" My friend was a little out of patience with me. I could not bear the appellation of dandy, SO I l)!un??ed ItlV li.-iniU nnrl firm a into fli?? pickle, and brought a whole layer of pork. Instinctively I looked at my wristbands. Lucky that Isabel Richb-jrn wasn't there to look also ? I tore them off and flung them into the furnace, glad to escape a second sight of their fair (?) proportions. ' Served yc light!" said my hard-looking friend with evident satisfaction, "a man has no business with such (lummy diddles?particularly if he goer, pork fishing.'' I seized the pork and held it ready for delivery. "You'll have to trust me, I hain't got the money to spare jest now !" said he, taking the purchase anil makiri g off. "Stop, sir, slop," I screamed after him, ' none of that, we don't credit." The old man said nothing, but laid down the pork on a box, and went out. Directly he returned with Deacon Cutter and Squire Brown, with both of whom I was acquainted. "Here's my bondsmen," sanl lie, lending up the gentlemen ; "Squire, what's my standin'?" "Worth at the least calculation, Charley," said the Squire, turning to ine, "at tho least calculation, two hundred thousand dollars." "And you wouldn't trust him for ten pounds of pork, eh, Charley," laughed Deacon Cutter ; "but that's too good ! ha, ha, I dcclare." So much for appearances. Ever since then, I have never seen an old, ragged man, belonging in the country, without saying to myself, "There goes a man of property." After this, customers came in so fast, that it woultl bo impossible to particularize. I sold almost everything, from silk dresses down lo clothes pins and penny whistles. M-v success in drawing bargains was remarkable, and it was near sunset, and yet I had no dinner for the day. The fact of it was, that at dinner time, I was so full of customers that I didn't like to leave the store for fear of losing a trade, and now I found myself possessed of a singular longing for fragrant tea and hot biscuit. I knew my pretty cousin J.enny would bo sure to have both ready for me. I Was lust. /'nnm jil ii!:itinnr mvai.tf mv _ - - J Jj O .... ...J good luck for the day, and thinking how surprised Ilarry would he, when he returned, at finding so much of his summer stock disposed of, when in rushed the identical old lady who had bought the do beige in the early part of the day. She looked furious, and bore in her hand a bundle, which seemed suspiciously like I lie one she had carlied away from the store that morning. "lland over my money, it's nothin' but four pence cambric ! Mrs. Moss, the dressmaker, says so, vou young cheat of a scamp! you deceived me! Hand over my money, 1 say !" Bi-fore I could get breath to reply the man who had purchased the tivn nonta wnrtli of snutF, made his appearance. "Sir," said ho with dignity, *'the snuff you sold me this morning, is villainous black pepper, and my wife has nigh killed herself taking it! Sir, her nose is nigh large as a turkey's egg, and growing larger every minute." "Give me my money !" cried the de beige woman. "Give mo my money !" cried the snuff man. "Give mo my money J" yelled a little urchin, climbing upon a crate of earthenware to make himself more conspicuous. "Yer sent daddy srnokin' terhaeker instid oi chawin' and ma'am copperas instead of saleratus, and Tom and Polly, and the dog is pisened with it; and daddy's got the trimhies all over with th? iPi-hm-l-Ar I" "Sir, I called to get my money !" Baid fl fat man, in a yellow waistcoat, "you Bold me indigo instead of blue vitriol." "Give me my money P* cried the de beige woman. "Hand over my money P' cried the infuriated snuff man. "Give me my?money?money?money !" roared the whole posse in chorus. I sprang over the counter, and near lj knocking down cousin Harry in the doorway,. never stooped 1 was safe on the sofa by the side of ytri'patliizing Jennie. Harry told me afferaardii ibat my day'i shopk?eping coat bim ?fty dojlnrs, b?sidef loafog fewer tfca ieu?l*>m,df two-pr^ly gi?ti wiJUHitu uruug^i Live For Something. Live for something:, be not idle? Look about tliec for employ ; 1 Sit not down to useless dreaming? Labor is the sweetest joy. ! Folded hands are ever weary, Selfish heart-i nre never gay, Lifo for thee hath many duties? Aetive be, then, while you may. Scatter blessings in thy pathway! Gentle words and cheering smiles Better are than gold or silver, Willi their arief-dispellinir wiles. As the pleasant sunshine faileth Ever on (lie great ful earth, So lot tliv sj'inpathy and kindness Glad Jon well the darkened hearth. Hearts there nr<? oppressed and weary; Drop the tear of sympathy, "Whisper wordsof hope and comfort, Give at.d thy reward shall be Joy unto thy soul returning From this porfeet fountain head; Freely, as thou freely givvtt, Shall the-grateful Sight he shed. Saturday Evening. IIow sweet the evening shadows full, Advancing from the west. As ends the weary week of toil, And comes the day of jest. Bright o'er the cnrllt the .star of eve, Iter radiant beauty shed*; And myriad sisters ouluily weave Their light around our heads. Rest, n:au, from labor! rest from sin! The world's hard contest close ; The holly hours with God begin? Yield thee to sweet respose. Bright o'er the morning ray Its sacred light will cast, Fair emblem of the glorious day That ever tni rc shall la#t. Tho Last Stroke ot Fortunn. j Thirty years ago, an old house was stand- > ! nig in Cologne, which showed to the street j ' a front age of five binall windows. It was J I the house in which the first painter of the j Flemish school?the immortal Rubens? | was born, A. 1). 1577. Sixty years later | than this date, the ground Hour was occuj pied by two old people?a shoemaker and I his wile. The uppoi story, which was i i usually let to lodgers, wjm empty at the J ! time wo wiiteof. Two.liowc.ver, occupied the garret. The evening was cold and wet, and the shoemaker and liis wife were sitting together in the room. 'You had better go un stairs again," said the man to his wile, 'and see how the poor j lady is. The old gentleman went early, j ! and has not been in since, lias she not 1 I taken anything?' 1 'It is only half an hour since I was up j stairs, and he had not come in. I took her ' I - I. ! touched it, and 1 was up again at three; | she was asleep then, and at live she said ; she should not want anything more.' 'l'oor lady ! This time of year, and neither fire nor warm clothes, and not even a decent bed to lie on ; aud yet I am sure she is some cody or other. Have you uoticed the respect with which the old geutletnan treats her V 'If she wants for anything it is her own fault. That l ing she wears on her finger would get lier the best of everything.' Then came a knock at the door; the woman admitted tho old man then just spoken of, whose grizzled beard fell upon his Inrniehprl vi>kv-t. Tlio hnstfiss sniilv wanted to have a little gossip with him ; but | lie passed by, ami, bidding them a short j Gooil night,' groped his way up the steeps j and crooked staircase. On entering the chamber above, a feeble voice inquired the cause of his long absence. 'I could not help it,' he said, 'I had been copying manuscript, and as I was on my way here a servant met ine, who was to fetch me to raise the horoscope of two ladies were passing through; they were ladies who I have known before. I thought I, 1 could get a little money to pay for some simples which will bo of service to you., '1 am cold.' 4lt is fever cold. I will make von some tiling which you must take'directly.' The flame of a small tiu lamp sufficed to heat some water, ami the patient, having taken what the old man had provided, was diligently covered up by hiin with all the clothes and articles of dress he could find. He stood by her motionless till he perceived that she was fast asleep, and indeed loug after; he then retired into a small closet, and sought repose on the hard floor. "The next morning the lady was so much better that her attendant proposed she should endeavor to leave ine uouse lor a moment ' or two, nod be succeeded in getting lier forth as far as the Place St. Cecilia. It was seldom that she left the house, for, notwithstanding the meanness of her dress, there was that about her carriage which rendered it difficult to avoid unpleasant ob > sevation 'Do you see that person yonder V she said suddenly. 'If I am not mucli mistaken it is certainly the Duke of Guise.' 1 The stranger's attention bad also been attracted and l>e had now approached them. 'Parblue 1' said be, 'why that is Mascali. Wbat,.are you married?' 'He does not know me,' 6ighed the lady. 'I must indeed be, altered.' Mascali bad-howey$F,. whispered iMingla word in the duke's'r ear, and be started as . if struck by a thunderbolt, but instantly re/ Awurlnrr I imielf. he hastilv uncovered, and I j v.*# .. 'bowed aearly to the gronod, '1 beg your forgiveness,' he said,} 'but my 1 eyes are grown so weak, and I could so liti tie ?*pecVto have the honor of meeting y, j0UT>~ ? - : * . . *]p6r ther fete oMtocf,' iolerrupted *be la^ dy' ha?"ll^, 'narag^ mo not here, ^ A title 'Three days. I am on tny way from' Italy. I took refuge there when our common sneiuy drove me foith, and confiscated all mv earthly goods. I am going te Brussels.' 'And what are your adviccs from France? Is the helm still in the hands of that wretched caitili'l' 'lie is in the zenith of his power.' 'See, my lord duke, your fortunes and my own are much alike. You, the sou of a mau who had he not too much despised danger, might well have set the crown on his own head, and I at once the (>ueen of i \ , , . * uic iniguiK'M uaiiuu ui 11 io uuiver.ic, aiiu now both of us alike, But adieu,' she said suddenly, and drawing herself up, 'the sight of you, mv lord duke, has refreshed ine much, and I pray that fortune onco more may smile upon your steps.' 'Permit mo to attend your majesty to?' A slight color linked tho lady's features, as she answered, with a gentle commanding tone : 'Leave us, my lord duke, it is our pleasure.' Guise bowed K?w, and taking the lady's hand, he pressed it reverently to his lips. At the corner of the street he met some one, to whom he pointed out the old lady, and hastened away. The next morning a knock at the door announced a person inquiiing for Monsieur Masuali; she had a small packet for him, and also a billet. Inside this was distinctly written : . r i i 1 1 .1'? M - UUUUICM lUUia U UIS WUIIMIIUU! lilt" whole of my fortune: one hundred 1 send for your use*. I Cit'ISK.' And tho packet contained a hundred louis d'ors. Tiie sum thus obtained sufficed to supply the wants of the pair two long years. LJul the last louis had been changed, and the lady and her companions were still without friendly succor. The shoemaker and his wife had undir aken a journey to Aix 'a Chape lie, to take up some small legacy.? It was tho 13th of February, 1042. A low sound of moaning might have been heard issuing from the garret a withered female form, more like a skeleton than a thing of llesli and blood, was lying on n wretched bed of straw, in the agonies ol death. The moans grew more and more indistinct; a slight ratling in the throat was at length the only audible sound, and this also ceased. An hour later an old man, dressed in rags and tatters, entered the chamber. One only word had escaped his lips as he tumbled up tho falling staircase?'Nothing!' lie drew near the bed listlessly, but in a moment seized an arm ol the corpse with an almost convulsive motion and. lettitiir it suddenly fall, he cried? 'lJead dcaJ,of hunger, cold,and starvation !' AtiJ this lady was Mary of Medicis, wifi of Henry 1V, Queen liogcnt of Franee; motli <:r of Louis XIII; of Isabella, Queen ol Spain; of Ilenrietta Queen of England, o Christina, Duchess of Savoy; of Gaston Duke of Orleans; dead of hunger, cold ant misery ; and vet Louis XIII, the cowardl\ tuol of Richelieu, his mother's murderer, i: still called 'the Just.' Don't Stay Long.'' It is rarely indeed that we have read any thing moro truthfully pathetic than the sub joined waif which we find floating ainonr our exchanges : 'iJon't stay long, husband,' said a voiinj wife, tenderly, in my presence one evening as her husband was preparing to go out The words themselves were insignificant but the look of melting fondness with whicl they were accompanied spoke volumes. I told all the whole vast depths of woman'! love?of her grief when tho light of hi: smile, the source of her joy, beamed no brightly upon her. 'Don't stay long, husband?and I fanciei I saw the loving, gentle wife, sitting alone anxiously counting tlic moments of her hus band's absence ; every few moments run ning to the door to see if lie was in sight and, finding that he was not, I thought ] could bear her exclaiming, in disappointec tones, 'Not yet.' 'Don't slay long, husband'?and I ngair thought I could see the young wife rockint nervously in the great arm-chair,and weep ing as though her heart would break, a! her thoughtless %rd and master' prolonged his stay ton wearisome length of time. Ob ! you that have wives to say, 'fton'i stay,' when you go forth, think-, of tbeu kindly wiiou you arc mingling in me uusj hive oflife,'and try, just a little, to roak< their homes and hearts happy, for they ar< gems too seldom replaced. You cannol find amid the pleasures of tie world tlx peace and joy that a quiet home, blessec with such a woinnnJa presence, will afford "Dorft stay long, husband'?and tlx young wife's look seemed to say, 'for hen in ycur own sweet borne is a loving heari whose music is hushed when you are nb sent?here is a soft breast for you to laj your head upon, and here are pure lips, un aniUrl hv sin. that will nav vmi with Imr<u>i ? IT' J W ? for coining back soon.' Power of Temptation.?I know from experience that babit can, in direct oppoai tion to every conviction <jf the mind, an< but little aided by the^etemenU of tempta tion, induce a repetition of the ;moet up worthy actions. The mind is week when it has once given way. It teIoh|;bei&re i principle tutored can beooUlft ^ on. tbst^ has never been moved. It is aa in tbj "case of the mound of a reset voir: if thi mound has in one pi ao# been broken, what ever oare As Ske'the re Wheat or Tares. I 'Wheat or Tares?which are you sow; ing, Fanny dear, in the mind of this little j fellow V said Undo Lincoln to his niecc, , Mrs. Howard ; and ho lifted a child, not be! yond his fourth summer, upon his knee, and j laid one of his hands amid the golden cur's that lay about his snowy temples, i 'Wheat, I trust, Uncle Lincoln,' replied : Mrs. Howard, smiling, yet serious. 'It is j | the enemy who sow tares?and I am his ; i mother.* There was a glow of proud feeling in the i ; countenance of Mrs. Howard, as she said, j I 'I am his mother.' i It was Mr. Lincoln's first visit to his j i nunii ew.n.i l.ar .v. n 1 ? 1 ' I Ii.vvw ?i..vv WV < iuiim .Ujiw miu \;iuu> At IV it \ city some hundred miles apart from her old I ! home. ! 'Even a mothers hand may sow tares,' | ' said the old gentleman. 'I have seen it ! | done many times?hot of design, but in thoughtless inattention to the quality of seed she held in her hand. The enemy mues tares with the wheat quite as often as he scatters evil seed. The husbandman must not.only watch his fields by night and day, j but also the repositories of bis ground, lest i the enemy cause him to sow tares as well as j wheat, upon bis own fiuitful ground. 'Willie,' said Mrs. Howard, speaking to ! her litllii boy, about ten minutes afterwards, j don't iip^'.*t my work-basket, stop !?I say, I you little rogue.' | Seeing that Iho wayward child did not I mean to heed her words, the mother started forward, but not in time to prevent the 1 spools of cotton, scissors, emery cushion, <fco., from being scattered about the floor. , Willie laughed in great glee at this exploit, j while Mrs. Howard gathered up the con; tents of the work-basket, which she now ! placed 011 the shelf above the reach of her mischievous boy. Then she shook hoi fini ger at him in mock resentment, saying, "You little sinner, if you do that again, I'll send you off with the milkman." "Wheat or tares, Fanny?" Uncle Lincoln looked soberly at his niece. "Neither,' replied Mrs. Howard, smiling gnyly. "Taies,' said Undo Lincoln, emphatically. . 'Nonsense, Uncle!' 'The tares of disobedience, Fanny. You have planted (ho seed, nnd it has already taken root. Nothing will choke out tho ! wheat sooner. The tares of falsehood y ou j- also throw in upon the newly broken soil. ( ! What are you thinking about, my child?' , 'The tares of falsehood, Uncle Lincoln! 1 What are you thinking about?' said Mrs. Howard, in real surprise. 'Did you not say that you would send him off with tbe milkman if ho did that again ? I wonder if he believed you ?' 'Of course he did not.' 'Then,' said Uncle Lincoln, 'he has al? ready discovered that his mother makes but light account of tho truth. Will his moth1 er be surprised if lie should grow up to 6ct ' small value on his word?' 'You treat this matter too seriously, Un' cle. lie knows that I am only playing ' with htm.' lie knows that you are telling him w hat is not true,' replied Mr. Lincoln, s . . .. ~ ^ "it wns only in spoil, said fanny, persistently. 1 'I3ut in sport with Bharp-odged instruments?playingwith deadly poisons. The' . old gentleman looked and spoke with tlio . seriousness tliat oppressed his feelings.? "Fanny ! Fanny ! Truth and obedience are [ good seeds; falsehood and disobedieaee are j tares from the Evil One. Whatever you plant in the garden of your child's mind l will grow, and the harvest will be wheat or j tpres, just as you have sown.' Mrs. Howard did not reply, but her con5 tenanne took on a sober cast. 1 'Willie,'said she, a few minutes afterwards,' go down to Jane, and tell her to t bring me a glass of water.' > Willie, who was amusiug:.- himself with T some pictures, looked up on hearing his 3 name. But as he did not feel like going 3 off to tho kitchen, he made no response, t and let his eyes turn to the piotures In which 3 ho had become interested. I 'Willie!' Mrs. Howard spoke with de cision, 'did you hear mc?' 3 'I don't want to go,' answered Willie. 3 'Go this minute P f CT C 1 9 u "i am mnuu. 'Afraid of what?' inquired the mother. ' 'Afraid of the cat.' 'No, yon are Dot. The cat never hurt 1 you or anybody else.' 'I am afraid of tfye milkman. You said j be would carry me off.' 'The milkman, Is not down stairs,' said i Mr*. Howard, her face begining to crim -son; 'beonlyoorncs ;n ,tbe morning.' ( ^ < 'Yes ho is I heard Lis wagon a little while i ago, and he's talking with Jane now. - DotKl a you ftfcar him f wid th?, little follow wit|?; j remarkableakifl, ha-rrog all the resebla&ce if ? jA' ? I'? J? ? "? Ahi oftrulh in list0T]0aMt"<,ipte?K>0. , x aS . . . . ...? . and you know that you are not afr&id of the cat. What you have said,, therefore, is r T not true: and it is wicked to utter a fal^edS.'/ hood: 'Ilo ! ho!' laughed out the little fellow, evidently amused it bis owu sharpness, 'then you are wicked,* for?you say that which i3 not true every day* *. Willie!' ' >... * 'The milkman has not carried ine off ? L ** * yet. , " There was a world of meaning in'Willie^i face and voice. 'You haven't whipped me for throwing my cap out of the window.' 'Willie !' ejaculated the astonished rnoth er. 'D'ye see that!' and the young rebel' drew from It is pocket a fine mosaic breastpin, which he had postively been forbidden to touch, and held it up with a mingled look of triumph and defiance. 'You little wretch!' exclaimed Mrs Howard,'this is going too far;' and springing towards her boy, sho grappled him in her arms onJ fled with her struggling burden from tho room. It was n quarter of an hour before she returned, alone, to tho apartment where she had left her Uncle, ller face was sober, and her eyes betrayed recent tears. 'Wheator tares, Fanny?1 said the*fflj?T., gentleman, in kind but earnest ^eniSs, and his niece c;inie back. 'Tares,' was tlio half mournful response.'Wheat were better, Fanny.' '1 see it, Uncle.' 'Ana you win iooic*eil,in tuiure, to tno < 9eed in your hand, ere you scatter it upon1the heart of your child V '? 'God helping, I will, dear Uncle? V '. -a Remember, Fanny,' said Mr. Lincoln, 'that truth and obedience are gopd seed". '-Xz Plant thorn, and the harvest will come in' blci-inga.' ,..^1 & . *> . Benefit of a Good Hearty: LxtrqH^.. If people will believe tongh itories a good moral, we think thes w]W.?rg^fr^C|^4^ an English paper, can' bk recot nfn'endW/ai^^^ one of the best of its class. '4r V" , 'While on a picjpic excurson wilbj#party of young people, discerning a croW^8*riest j 011 a rocky precipice, they started in;g??8ti crlee to see who would reach it firef.? ""MSifr r . . . . . naste Doing greater tban prudence, sonjtf lost their hold, and were seen rolling'afid '"%? tumbling down the hillside, bonnets smash" ed, cloths tbrn, postures rfdiculious, but no one hurt. Then commenced a scene of most violent and* long continued laughter, which being all young people}, well acquainted with each other, aud in tbe*woods, they indulged a perfect surfeit. Tifey -roared out with one merry peal of .spontaneous Inughter; they expressed it by hooping and hallooing when ordinary laughter became insufficient to express the merriment"they felt at iheir own ridiculous situations- and those of their mates ; and ever afterwafds llio bare mention of the crow's nest sceno occasioned renewed and irrepressible laughter. Years after one of their Dumber fell sick, became so low that she could not . speak, and was about breathing her last.? Our informant called to see her, gave his name, and tried to make himself recognized, but failed till he mentioned the crow's nest, at which she recognized him and be* gan to laugh , and continued jjvery little while renewing it; from that time she began to mend, recovered, and'still lives, a. memento of the laugh cure. Hints Aiiout Makiko Preserve.?It. is not generally known, that boiling fruit a long time, and skimming it well, without Ike sugar, and without a cover to the preserving pan, is a very economical and.excellent way?economical, because the bulk of skum rise3 from the fruit, and not from the sugar, if the latter is good ; and boiltog it without a cover allows the evaporation of all the watery particle:) therefrom ; the preserves keep firm and well flavored. The proportions are three-quarters of a pound of sugar to a pound of fruit. Jam made iiv this way, of currents, strawberries, or goose* berries, is excellent.^ Music by Lioutnino.?It is said that eleotricity is about to bo applied to music.A performer sealed before a piano, constructed for^the purpose in London Mosnnw. nr At. pAtflnhiira. will nlan a mnn>smv overy note of which by means of the .0toctrioa wire, will be repented by another instrument in one of the concert roorps in Paris. We already have rausio by steam y now we are to bnve music by electricity. 'Lungs are, therefore, menaced with;, being rufed out of fashion by the Joyers of nwsici- ^' - . ... kwi Lasiisa ll liiaa nril ftiWairiBdjffcili* i Tt kaa IUUI J . ? uw W nil tb^liimo to follow, aod ln anlunm th? ' field, And <%'lhe ttfti] ?* there are roauy people who fottjr 'rafts HtJ.th*i! .fjhtfi'k ft