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VOLUME 3. CAMDEN, SOUTH-CAROLINA, JUNE 25, 1852. NUMBER 51. |
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ONE HOUR WITH THEE.
I' * One hour with Thee, Creator! when at morn
' The crimson beams illume the eastern sky,
I?... " J__-|
<"-"J>eioce me aauy wcigm ui >.uic jo UUiw<-,
Grant that to Thee my longinging soul may fly,
I And with an humble faith to Thee may bear j
S Its morning sacriiice of praise and prayer.
; One,hour with Thee, O Saviour"! when at noon, 1
- ^ The weary pause to rest from toil and care,
I My thoughts pray tuin from scenes of grief and '
gloom ]
' ' To rest on Thee, who once the weight didst bear 1
Of human woe, that man might iearn from Thee j
To reach Thy home, from sin's dominion free ,
One hour with Thee, O Holy Spirit! Night j
Brings calmness, thought, to all the race of man, ,
Descend, I pray, on dove-like pinions light,
>v Dwell in my heart, that when this narrow span *
. ' Of life is o'er, my soul may rise above, 1
To dwell forever in a Heaven of Lovei \
S ? r ***" * J
P THE HOURS. 1
'Qt BT WILLIAM C. BRYANT.
The hours are viewless angels 1
\ . And still go gliding by;
sk. ./ And bear each moment's record up
S^- To him who sits on high.
v*-";' The poison or the nectar,
v':_ ' Our hearts deep flower cups yield
>. ' A sample still they gather swift,
And leave us iu the field.
And some fly by on pinions
Of gorgeous gotil tMwl t?Sufl
And some fly on with drooping wing ~s
fcv Of sorrows darker hue. c
v. - And as we spend each minute n
That God to us hath given,
The deeds are known before his throne? 'n
The tale is told in Heaven, a
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And we who talk among ?hera, f
As one by one departs, (
Think not that they are hovering c
Forever round our hearts. ,
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Like summer bees that hover t
Around the idle flowers,
They gather every act and thought, 1
These viewless atigel hours, s
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. And still they steal the record, <
And near it far away; J
This mission flight by day or night, ,
.... , No magic power can stay.
Rn toarh Ifpavenlv Father, *
To spend each Hying hour, I
That, as they ?o, they may not show 1
My heart a poison flower. ]
L- w. The Penitent malefactor. '
BY REV. THOS. SCOTT. .
ft The narrative of the crucifixion abound with 1
I interest. Putting aside the mighty eveut itself, j
B the sufferings of Messiah, the viearous sacrifice?
t the narrative abounds with collateral circuinstan- i
9 ces well calculated to fasten the attention?cirH
cumstanees at once interesting and profitable.?
pf Omitting the transactions in the garden of Geth- j
semene?in the palace of the high priest,and bcf
fore the tribunals of Pilate and Herod let us on[.
ly glance at the facts connected with the actual
i crucifixion. How remarkable are many ofthem! :
The compiling of Simon to bear the cross after
I Jesus, with the mystical lesson taught thereby? ,
iiTr "*?ll nftpr me. let him deny <
r r "II nuj lllnn mil iv.<. ? ,
Lj'vhimself, and take up his cross and follow me."?
The lamentation of Jesus over the Jews?"I)augh^
. ters of Jerusalem, weep cot for me, but weep for
^ft yourselves and for your childn The cominending
of the virgin to the beloved John. 'Die fulfilhnent
of the prophecies in the division of the
raiment. The miraculous darkness. ThedreadB
ful taunt of the scribes and priests?the taunt yet
containing in itself- a blessed truth?"He saved
E others, himself he cannot save." The hitter cry
?. ?"My God1! my God! why hast, thou forsaken
me?" The voluntary death of Jesus?voluntary
k' even in the last article?"When Jesus had cried
ft with aloud voice"?unexhausted?in full strength
ft ?"When Jesus had cried with a loud voice, he said,
I Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit;and
P having said thus, he gave up the ghost." The
I # mysterious reeding of the veil of the temple, the
haL. way into the holiest being now made manifest.
FThe first Gentile confessor?" When the centurion
saw what was done, be glorified God, saying,
truly this was a righteous man;" what or under
^ i the circumstances, was implied in the former.
"Truly this was the Son of God." The open'ng
of the graves?the rising of the bodies of the
saints, and their appearing in the holy city?the
coming forth of the timid Nicodemus, and the
1 i < Trtc^nh These area few of fl.?
S Deiore uiiniiv?"?v~r? .
E circumstances which arrest our attention in the
I several'narratives ot the crucifixion. These, it is
L frtlfi y'"?or circumstances, and may appear
m "*"S^wlutely unw^K^y of notice, as compared with
the mighty sacrifice^jd the infiuite atonement;
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yet it is there in every one of tliem, and that
without force or fancy, matter for the most profitable
reflection; and well it is for us, and a mark
of a state of heart much to be desired, if we gather
benefit from tiiese smaller and less prominent
facts recorded in Holy Scripture, f ancy and frivolity
in interpreting the Scripture are always to
be shunned; but well is it for him who remembers
tW oi-hpv cr>nt<i?if>A lins ifs annrnniinlft mid ilTl- I
porlant meaning, and that "by every word"?
every narration, as well as every doctrine?"by
every word that proceedeth out of the mouth of
the Lord doth man live." In our enumeration
of the interesting circumstances connected with
the crucifixion of our Lord, we have omitted one,
and thatoneof the most remarkable?the narrative
of the two malefactors?the blasphemer and '
the penitent. A narrative is this, of great sim- .
plicity and great brevity, and yet are there shadowed
out in it many of the most important doctrines
and deepest mysteries of the Gospel. In a
certain degree I would consider the whole narra- J
tive as my subject, though I have only read to
you a few words as my text. These words how- (
6ver appear, perhaps, the most important of the s
whole, and will, accordingly, receive the most of i
my attention; and after explaining the history, (
with a few practical remarks in passing, I would t
dwell more fully on the prayer?its extended <
meaning?its universal application?its never- s
failing success?and may God, the giver of re- r
pentance, and of every other good gift, grant us t
both to understand this portion of his word, and s
to imitate the repentance, andt o utter the pray- a
jr, and to receive the pardon, "Lord, remember
me, when thou comest into thy kingdom." The i
narrative calls for our first attention; the narra- t
hit?i wifK o noccMinr r?Ammfint Wlinn r?iir T,nr/1 t
was crucified, lie was not crucified alone; there o
were crucified with him two thieves?the one on v
;he right and the other on the left. Our Lord, o
brsooth, as the greatest criminal, was placed in (
,he midst. The Scripture was fulfilled, "he was
lumbered with the transgressors." The sons of t
Sebedee had besought him, that they might be s
ilaced, the one on his right and the other on his ti
eft. "It is not mine to give," said the Saviour, h
' but to them for whom i,t is prepared of my fa- F
her." But of that post, whom did the Jews g
Link worthy? How unfathomable is the depth S|
>f human depravity! In the annals of nations 0
ve seldom find an instance in which the great- S|
ist malefactor, when led to execution, receives
my thing of insult. In almost every case his 't]
xime is forgotten in his punishment; and the
nultitude are rather disposed to pity than to in- ti
ult. But well may be put into the mouth of p
he Saviour the words of Jeremiah with regard vi
o Jerusalem "yn ??nvun- la*--? * **
orrowT1 All the spectators, as if by common a
onsent, made our Lord an exception to this gen- tl
ral rule; they added mockery to his sufferings, tl
'he scribes and priests, the professors of learning j>
ind religion, united with the populace to revile g
ind taunt. Nor was this scorn confined to tliem. |;
)ne of the malefactors could forget his own suf- a
fliA AAmmAn nrr 1 WO of the I
illlU JViii cuu vvuiiiivii v.j. - -- - - - .
jvangelists appear to assert that such was the i I
:ase with both, but there seems reason to doubt p
.vhother this is necessarily implied in their words: ti
4one of the malefactors" one of them at least, p
'railed on him, saying, if thou be Christ save 0
.hyself and us." What depravity, we naturally o
lay, was here! what dislike of the Saviour!? *
[Brethren, remember how different have been our p
iircumstances from those of this unhappy being,
[t is probable?far more probable, from his cha- I
acter and occupation, that he had never been ^
ivithin the sound of salvation?that no kind in- c
struction?no pious warning?no blessed invita- t
:ion had ever reached his ears. And yet, per- c
naps, there may be found among us those who
love our Lord and his gospel little better than v
he did! Such then, was one of the malefactors; f
hut were both alike ? Divine love made a differ- c
mice: God, as one has observed, is the only being
who can gratuitously love; from his gratuitous
love comes all our hope. Repentance was t
given to one of the malefactors. He rebuked j
his follow, saying, 44 Dost thou not fear God, see- (
ing thou art in the same condemnation ? Arid a
we indeed justly; for we receive the due rewards j
of our deeds; but this man has done notb- t
ing amiss." And he 6aid unto Jesus, "Lord, )
remember mo when thou coinest into thy king- (
dom." Hero, on the cross, was repentance and
its fruits?conviction of sin?application to Je- ;
sus, and proofs of a renewed heart in glorification [
of the Saviour, and reprbof of evil. There was j
conviction of sin?"we indeed justly, for we re- (
coive the due reward of our deeds." No exteuu- (
ation?no denial?the sinfulness of the penitent* }
contrasted with the holiness of the Redeemer? t
"we, indeeJ, justly, but this man hath done no- {
uiing amiss." brethren, without this conviction }
of sin, this confession of the justice of our sen- \
tence, there can be no real penitence?1 say not (
that it is necessary to understand this justice to |
be able to explain why God's sentence against
sin is just, but yet we must allow it, and receive j
it meekly, without a murmur. " We, indeed, j
. * ' -> e.
justly." MarK iurmcr?mere was a coiiii-roiyu
of the divinity of Christ. For what was the alleged
crime of Jesus? It was blasphemy. Now,
if Jesus were not indeed God, the accusation j
against liirn was just. He was a blasphemer, j
and deserved to die. But no, said the penitent,
" this man has done nothing amiss." He is no
blasphemer, and therefore he is God. " Whosoever
believcth that Jesus is the Christ, is horn ,
of God." A true, real, and practical belief in
this tilth must spring from divine illumination.
Such belief had the penitent, and it brought him
to Jesus in earnest prayer?"Lord remember nie
when thou comest into thy kingdom." The
penitent was at the point of death?the Saviour
too, was just giving up mortality. Earthly king-i?
:? .,.?D ninur that, there was none: what the
UUJil H n <vo vivi?> v...? t
penitent knew of the real kingdom we cannot
tell?certainly he knew enough. And oh! what
a holy boldness was there in his prayer! The
Saviour in the agonies of crucifixion?his soul
racked with anguish, and shall he think of the
poor malefactor even then? Still less we might
suppose, shall he think of him when he enters
into his kingdom?when he is surrounded with
his angel-guards?when he is seated at the right
hand of Power. Yes) true grace is full of wonder.
It is a beautiful union of contraries; it
unites humility with confidence,?debasement
with exaltation?"We, indeed, justly," and yet
" Lord, remember me."
A REVOLUTIONARY RELIC.
The following interesting document was recently
found among the papers of Maj. John
Jacob Scluuefmyer, a deceased patriot of the
Revolution. It is a discourse delivered on the
eve of the battle of Brandywine, by Rev. Jacob
Frout, to a large portion of the American solliers,
in presence of Gen. Washington, Gen.
Wayne, and other officers of the army:
Revolutionary Sermon.
" They that take the sword, shall perish by the
noord."
Soldiers and Countrymen: We have met this
iveuing, perhaps for the last time. We have
shared the toil of the march, the peril of the fight,
md the dismay of the retreat alike, we have enlured
the cold and hunger, and contumely of
,he internal foe, and the courage of the foreign
>ppressor. Wc have sat, night after night, beide
the camp fire; we have together heard the
oil of the reveille, which called us to duty, or
he tattoo, which gave the signal for the hardy '
leep of the soldier, with the earth for his bed 1
ina the knapsack for his pillow. i
And now, soldiers and brethren, we have met
n the peaceful valley on the eve of battle ; while <
he sunlight is dying away beyond yonder heights, I
he sunlight that will glimmer tomorrow morn
m scenes of blood. We have met, amid the
rhitening tents of our encampment; in thft time (
f terror and gloom have we gathered together?
Jod grant that it may not be the last time. f
It is a solemn moment. Brethren, does not f
be solemn voice of nature seem to echo the
Lax. 7 Tl,a?aa.af ??
j ii j.'ciLuiua \jl uic nuui r xuc nag v/i uui uuuu- ^
ry droops heavily from yonder staff? the breeze r
as died away along the green plain of Chadd's
urd?the plain heights of the Brandywine arise .
looniily and grand beyond the water of yonder s
Iream, all nature holds a pause of solemn silence, N
n the eve of the uproar and bloodshed and j
trife of tomorrow. t
" They that take the sword, shall perish by r
lie sword."
And have they not taken the sword ? Let ,
le desolated plain, the blood sodden valley, the
urned farm-house blacken in the sun, the sacked ,3
illage, and the ravaged town, answer?let the jlong
the fields of his homestead answer?let r
le starving mother with her babe clinging to f
le withered breast that can afford no suste- s
anee, let her answer with the death rattle min r
ling with the murmuring tones that marked the )
1st struggle of her life ; let the dying mother
nd her babe answer. t
Now, God of mercy, behold the change! r
'nder the shadow of a pretext, under the sancti (
y of the name of God. invoking the Redeemer
j their aid, do these foreign hirelings slay our
eople! They throng our towns?they darken
ur plains?and now they encompass our posts
n the lonely plain of Chadd's Ford. J
" They that take the sword, shall perish by J
be sword."
Brethren think me not unworthy of belief when
tell you the doom of the British is near. Think '
ne not vain when I tell you that beyond the '
loud that now enshrouds us, I see gathering 1
hick and fast, the darker cloud and blacker storm '
if Divine retribution.
They may conquer us tomorrow. Might Mid I
erong prevail, and wc may be driven from the '
ield; but the hour of God's ouu vengeance will J
ome!
Ay, if in the vast solitude of eternal space, (
f in the heart of the boundless universe, there "i
hrobs the being of an awful God, quick to avenge, !
md sure to punish guilt, then will the ruan
ieorge Brunswick, eailed King, feel in his heart '
md brain the vengeance of the eternal Jehovah ! 1
V blight will be upon his life?a withered brain '<
ind an aocursed intellect; a blight will bo upon <
lis people and on-Jniwhildren. Great God, how *
lread the punishment. 1
A crowded populace, peopling the dense towns
it-- " iKnfiic wtlilo 1r- I
I'nCTC lilt; IIlclll Ul uiuucy Uimv^ miiuv
>orer starves ; want striding among the people
n all its forms of terror ; an ignorant and God- 1
lefying priesthood, chuckling over ttfl miseries ,
>f millions, a proud and mercilesss nobility,
idding wrong and heaping insult upon robbery
md fraud ; royalty corrupt to the heart, and
iristocracy rotten to the very core ; crime and
.vant linked hand in hand, and tempting men
x> deeds of woe and death ?these are a part
)f the doom and retribution that will come upon
:he English throne and the English people !
Soldiers?I look around upon your familiar
Faces with a strange interest. Tomorrow morning
we will go forth to battle?for need I tell
you that your unworthy miuister will march with
you, invoking God's aid in the fight?we will
march forth to battle! Need I exhort you to
fight the good tight, to fight for your homesteads,
for your wives and children ?
My friends?I might urge you to fight by the
rr.qllinir memories of British wrongs.?Walton?
n~-yr> I
might tell you of your father, butchered in the
silence of the night on the plains of Trenton?I
might picture his gray hairs dabbled in blood j
I might wring his death shriek in your ears.
Shelmire?I might tell you of a butchered mother,
and a sister outraged; the lowly farm house,
the night assault, the roof in flames, the shouts
of the troopers as they dispatched : heir victims,
the cries for mercy and the pleadings of innocence
for pity. I might paint this all again in
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the vivid colors ot ternuie reamy, u a muugui,
your courage needed such wild excitement.
Hut I know you are strong in the might of
the Lord. You will march forth to battle on
the morrow with light hearts and determined
spirits; throughout the solemn duty?the duty
of avenging the dead?may rest heavy 011 vi ur
souls.
And in the hour ofbattle, when all around you
is darkness, lit by the lurid glare of the cannon,
and the piercing musket flash, when the wounded
strew the ground, and the'dead litter your path
?i 1.1:.?. .i... n u '
?tiivii iciiiciiiu^i auiujcra, mat vjuu is ilii juu.
The eternal God fights for you?he rides on the
battle cloud, he sweeps onward with the march
of the hurricane charge?God, the awful and
infinite, fights for you; and you will triumph.
"They tliat take the sword, shall perish by the
sword."
You have taken the sword, but not in the spirit
of wrong or ravage. You have taken the sword
for your homes, for your wives, for your children.
You have taken the sword for truth and justice,
and to you the promise is?be of good cheer, for
your foes have taken the sword in defiance of all
that men hold dear, in blasphemy of God?they
shall perish by the sword.
And now, brethren and soldiers. I bid you all
farewell. Many of us may fall in the battle tomorrow.
God rest the souls of the fallen ! Ma
ny of us may live to tell the story of the fight tomorrow,
and in the memory of all will rest and
linger the quiet scene of this autumnal night.
Solemn twilight advances over the valley ; the
wood? on the opposite heights flinging their
long shadows over the green meadow ; around
us are the tents of the continental hosts, the
suppressed bustle of the camp, the hurried tramp
r>f the. snldinrs tn nnrl fro .nmnnrr fho fonts, the
itillnoss and awe that marks the eve of battle.
When we meet again, may the shadows of.
twilight be dune over a peaceful land. God in
heaven grant it. Let us pray.
PRAYEIl OF THE REVOUUTION.
Great Father, we bow bef >re thee; we invoke
hy blessings we deprecate thy wrath ; we return
thee thanks for the past, we ask thy aid for the
'uture. For we are in times of trouble, oh, Lord,
ind sore beset by foes, merciless and unpitying.
fhe sword gleams over our land, and the du$t
>f the soil is dampened with the blood of our
leighbors and friends.
Oh ! God of mercy, we pray thee to bless the !
American arms. Make the man of our hearts ;
trong in thy wisdom ; bless, we beseech thee,
vith renewed life and strength, our hope, and thy
nstrument, even George Washington ; shower
hy counsels on the Honorable the Continental '
Congress; visit our host, comfort the soldier in 1
lis wounds and affliction, nerve him for the fight, 1
>repare him for the hour of death. (
And in the hour of defeat, oh, God of hosts, '
lo thou be our stay ; and in the hour of triumph I
K? thou our ryiideLnrrcmin L) ' ? J
y of galling wrongs be at our heart, knocking 1
or admittance, that they must fill us with the de- '
ire of revenge, yet let us, oh, spare the van|uishcd,
though they never spared us, in the
lour of butchery and bloodshed.
And in the hour of death do thou guide us
o the abode prepared for the blest; so shall we
eturn thanks unto thee through Christ our ReWiner.
God nrosner the cause.?-Amen.
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The Bride's Departure.
The St Louis correspondent ofthe Cincinnati,
Alias, relates the following incident, which occui ed
in the boat in which ho embarked from Lousville:
"After I had got on hoard, a few moments
before we started, my attention was attracted
:oward a group of friends with whom I became
rery much interested. It was a family parting
with a daughter and sist.er, who was a bride, and
was leaving the home and friends of her childhood;
to cast her lot with the one she loved, and
seek another home in the far. far West. She
appeared to be an only daughter?at least there
was no sister there?and the parting of the mother
and child was one ofthe most-affecting scenes
I ever witnessed. They sat for an hour side by
side in silence?the heart was too full to speak?
waiting for the boat to start, and appearing anxious
to remain together as long as possible. At
length the last signal was given; they then arose,
and with a look of grief, that I will never forget
as long as I breathe, they regarded each other for
? ? * ?!*"? nnnlAciiu* tin nnnli I
U lUUllltlll, ituu IIIVII unvniov . . V" > v?v
other's arms, stood for a while trembling in parting
anguish, as if in fear least to sunder that
pmbrace, would tear every heart-string loose.?
But at hist, summoning strength, they bade each
other the sad farewell, in a tone and manner be
yond the power of words to describe, such as
told"all the depths of a mother's and a daughter's
love, and such as subdued the whole company
who saw it into sadness and tears. The fat he t
then came and gave his parting blessing, and bid
his sad farewell, and then took the mother, and
they moved sadly away. When they had got
to tiie cabin door, she turned to take that last,
long, lingering look that the heart loves to and
will take, when parting with some dearly loved
object, though we feel that in doing so, the tide
of grief and woe, and anguish, will pour with tenfold
force around the soul. Their eyes met, and
if they should never meet on earth again, that
lingering look will be remembered till both hearts
are cold and still in death, till they meet again
in heaven. The brothers, two of them, remained
on board to take their parting at the foot of the
Falls. The eldest brother, almost a man, tried
to part with manly dignity, but the last embrace
was too much?he quivered for a while like an
aspen leaf, and then bade tarewell in tears. The
youngest, a small boy,gave loose to his anguish,
and sobbed as if his very heart would burst?and
after kissing her ngaiu and again, left her as though
he had left the sweetest and dearest friend on
earth, as though he had met with his first sad,
great loss?and I doubt not that amid all the
storms of life, that parting hour will be remembered
forever. After they had got on shore, they
stood on a point and waved their last adieu till
they were lost sight of in the distance. Then,
no doubt, a full sense of her loss coming home
with till its powoi to the young girl's heart, and
feeling that she was aloue in the world with the
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man she loved, (who stood by her with his arol . v?|
around her,) she hid her face in his bosom, and
gave wily to all the .agony of her gricij Then I
thouglit what will woman not do when she loves
with all her heart? And what a treasure that
man could call his own, when he held that young . ^
girl in his arms, and knew that she suffered all. .
that. Anrrimli fur lmr l/%vo Mn" ?> t r .
? .v. xvi .viv ivi in in, auu uieu
thought what a base heart his must be if he could v.
abuse that love, and betray that trust and confidence.
Yes, base he must be, if he does not lotfe
her more than his own soul, and if he would not
saerafice every selfish joy he has on earth to make
A Good Reply.?John Bunyan, while in Bed- "
ford jail, was called upon by a Quaker desiroua '
of making a convert of him. . Y- ,
'Friend John,' said he, 'I am come to thee with
a message from the Lord; and after having search-' .
ed for thee, in half the prisons in England, I am
glad I have found thee at last. V.S
'If the Lord has sent you,' returned Bunyan .
'you need not have taken so miwh noino An tPvm
me out, for the Lord knows I have been here
"Scm Snwix."?About a week ago, Mr. Isric
Barber, cf Guildford, killed fifty-six black snakes
in a ledge or pile of rooks near his house. They
were from three to six and a half feet long.?~ y J j&m
Under one of the stons which were upturned in
search of the reptiles, were found fifty eggs of the
same loathsome race, which were also demolish-* -'^8
ed. We begged hard to be excused from belie-"
ving the whole of this story, but our informant
wouldn't throw off a single snake/ Mr. Barber
certainly deserves well of his country. *
Bratleboro ( Ft.) Eagle. /
" Diseases is Various."?The Boston Post
man says he pullpd the following from Mrs. Part- ^
ington's carpet bag:
" Diseases is very various," said Mrs. Partington,
as she returned from a street door conver- ;:y
=ation with Dr. Bolus. "The doctor tells me y
that poor old Mrs. Haze has got two buckles on
her lungs. It is dreadful to think of, I declare. ^
The disease is so various! One way we hear of 2&)w
people's dying of hermitage of the lungs, another
way of brown creatures ; here they tell us of the
elementary canal being out of order, and *
about there tonsors of the throat 5 here we Hear
rf necrology in the head, there of an embargo}
one side of us we hear of men being killed by- iV- clare
I don't know how to subscribe for any disease
now-a-days. New names and new nostrala...
takes the place of the old, and I might as well
throw my old herb bag away."?Fifteen min- "
utes aftenvards Isaac had that herb bag for, M
target, and broke three squares of glass in the
cellar window in trying to hit it, before the old
lady knew what he was about. She didn't mean ' *> r
exactly what she said.
'Snipes if I were in your place Fd go and hang v "
myself.' So would I, Snarl, if I were as big a ?
fool as you are. "r ^
Husband Hunting.?"Heigh ho! I must havea - .,11
husband!" said Miss Crooks, "what shall I do! .' %
Here I am hard upon my twenty-fifth year and
they say I am homely as a hedge fence to boot !* -
What shall I do? Woman's wit is Botto be j,
sneezed at by those who do not take snuflj and
being bent on getting a&husband, she would
leave no stone unturned, ohe bought a ticket '
in the lottery. It drew a handsome prise. "My
deaf Mi?s Crooks, is that you?" cried a lawyer
of tho village one evening. "How' dare you go
home alone this dark night ?" Oh! I am used to ' ? ; ?
it," said she slily. The young man never let . her
go home "lone afterwards. He married the
gold, with Miss Crooks thrown in.
A poem in a western paper begius, "Pve lived
upon thy memory." That is about as bad as
.Tiiri-v 'Rrrnnf'a hr?!>rdinnr hmioe feed where thev
had nothing for dinner, and had it warmed over
for supper, and what was left served up the next
morning for breakfast , r
"Bobby, what is the highest latitude known!"
"The highest latitude known,is that which Bill
Jones allows to his feelings when waltzing with
our Kate." It is unnecessary to add, that Bobby
was immediately marched off to bed, .
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An Tnclimun lioin-r nekod whv he Ipft his COtin
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try fur America, replied, "It wasu'e for want; I
had plenty of that at home."
"Wife," said a man, looking for a bootjack,
"I have places where I keep my thiags, and you
"ought to know it." "Yes," said she, "I ought
to know where you keep your late hours."
Do unto others as you would that others should
do unto you, said a young buck, soliciting a
young lady to kiss him. ^ "
"Give us only one trial," the queck advertisers
to invalids. "Walks into my parlor
only once," "aid the spider to the fly.
Obediah thinks the "tree of knowledge" was
the birch tree, the twigs of which havodone more
to make men acquainted with arithmetic than all
the other members of the vegetable kingdom
combined.
A married lady, who was in the habit of spending
mo*t ofher timein the society of her neighbors
happened one dac to be takan suddenly ill, and
I ?? k,,ohand n urpat haste for a ohvsician.
I Sl'UV UC1 MI.OVC...V. ~ ^ _ 4 ^
1 The husband ran a short distance, but soon
| turned, exclain rip, ''My dear where shall
you whcu I come backf" 0 B
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