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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
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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
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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- ^' - .
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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!
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