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VOL. XXXVI. LANCASTER, PA., WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 18, 186L NO. 4. »-CT»i.iair3BDi.Tr ^ ^ I walkei alowlj: now-, wUli her eyes oaat down, J. A. HIBSTAM), J. F. HDBBE, F. HBCKEKT. ' ana a reil of aajalet thonght shadoviDg her OTMrnmnmHor oonnlenaDoe. Thia Intenlew with one In whom HIESTAiro, HTfBER & HECKEET, her h,art was deeply Intereated hH ruffled the ornoi n iioaTR qciu itbkbt. THE EXAMINER & HEKALO Is PMblishtd Weeklg, et Tvo DoUare a Year. ADVSRTISBUENTS'willbe Inserted at the ntt* of $1 00 per eqnars, of ten lines, {or thrse Inier- Uona or less; and35 ceaUper sqn&rsfor each additional tassrUon. AdTsrtleunsaU exceeding 10 Unea will be eharged fi centa per line for the lst Insertion, and S cenU per line f >r saoh inhsequeat Insertion. Bnslnesa Advertisements Inserted by the qnarter half year er yaar, will be charged ae followa: S montt*. 8 monihs. 12 months OnsSqnara i3 oo $5 OU « 8 00 Two " fi 00 8 00 12 00 Xeolumn 10 oO 18 00 36 00 Ji " 18 00 25 00 «00 i « SOOO 65 00 8000 BUSUfKSS NOTICES Inserted before Uarriagee and Deaths, donble the regular rates. Si^AU advertlelng acconnts are considered collecta¬ ble at the expiration of half the period contracted for. Transient advertlsemeats. cash THE STOCKING. Uj the flreeide cosily seated, With 9pectac]eB riding herjiOEe. TUe Uvely old latly is knittins A wonderfnl pnir of hose. She pities tho shivering aoldier Who is out in tho pelting storm. And busily plies her needle.'; To keep him henrty and warm. Tier eyes are reading thc embers, liut her beart is off to tho yrnr. For slic knows what those trnvo foUowF Arc gallantly Gghting for. Her lingers as well as her fanoy Are cheering thom ou their way, Who under the good old banner. Are saving their couutry to-dai*. Slie ponders how in her childhood Her grandmother used to tell The story of barefoot soldiers Who fought so long-and well: And the men of the Revolution Are nearer to her than us, And that, perhaps is tho reason Why she is toiling thus. She cannot ahoulder a musket, Xor ride with thc Cavalry crew. But nevertheless she is ready. To work for tho hoys who do. And yot in oflicial despatches Tbot cume from tbo army or fleet, Ber foals may have udvcr a notice Though ever so mighty thc feet! So prithee, proud owner of muscle. Or purse-proud owner of stocks, Don't sneer at tbe labors of women, Or smile at her bundle of socks. Her heart may be larger and braver Tfaan his wbo is tallest ofall: The work ofher hands a-s important A5 casb tbat buys powder and ball. And thus while her quiet performance Is thero being recorded in rhyme. The tools in ber tremulous Gngors Are running a race with Time. Strange tbat four needles cnn furui A perfect triangular bound— And eqnally strange tbat thoir anCws Kesult iu perfecting " the round.'' And now wbilo boginning " to narrow." Sbe tfainks of tbo Maryland mud. And wonders if ever tbe stocking Will wade to the ankle in blood, Aud now she is ** shaping tho heel." And now sbe is ready " to hind," And hopes, if the soldier is wounded, Il never willbe from behind. And now sho is " raising tfae inBtep," ?row "narrowini; off at the toe," And prays tbat this end oftho wor-^ted May ever bo turned to tho foe. Sbo " gathers" tho last of tbe stitches, As it'a new laurel was won. And placing the ball In the basket Announces the stocking as *' done." Ye men who are lighting our battlea. Away from the comforts of life. Who thoughtfully muse by your camp-fires. On sweetheart, or sister, or wife. Just think of faer elders a little, And pray for the Grandmothers, too. Who, patiently sitting in comer.';, Are knitting tfao stockings for you. BUTE TAEMT STOCKINGS. "Wh&thave yoa there, Katie?" aaked a yoang man in the familiar tone of an intimate acqnaintance, tonchlng, as he spoke, a small bnndle reBling on Hiss Katie's arm. " Gness." A smile, sweet bat serions, went rippling fot an instant aboat her lips, and thon faded off. lier calm eyes, clear and strong looked steadily into her companion's face.— They had met, casnally, and were standing on the atreet. "Zepher?" And he pushed his Bugera into the bnndle. " No." " I give it np." "Bine yara." "What!" There was a lifting of tho eye¬ brows, and ahalf amnaed expression abont the yonng man's month, " Blneyam and knitting needles." Katie's voice was firm. She did not shrink from the covert satire that Inrked in hia tone or man' ner. "No!" " Yes." They gazed ateadily at each other for some moments, and then the yonng man gave way to a brief fit of langhter. " Bine yam and knitting needles ! Ha! ha ! Soldier's stockings, of coarse." " Of conrse." There was no smile on Ka¬ tie's faoe, no playfnl light in her eyes, bnt a deepening shadow. The levity shown by her friend was in anch contrariety to the state o^ mind in which she happened to be, that It hurt Instead of amnsing her—hurt, heoanse he was more than a oommon acqaaintance. From the beginniog of onr tronblea Katie Maxwell's heart had been in them. Uer father was a man of the trne stamp; loyal to bis conntry, clear seeing in regard to the issnes at atake, brave and self sacriBoing. He had dia¬ pensed liberally of his means in the outfit of men for tbe war; and more than this, had given two snn^, yet of tender age, to the de* fense of his country. Katie was living, there¬ fore, in the very atmosphere of patriolism. She drank in wilb every breatb tbe spirit of heroism and self-sacrifice. " Wbat oan I do t" was the question oftenest on her lips ; and when tho call came for onr women to supply stockings for the soldiera in time for the ap¬ proaching wiater campaign, she was among the first of those who responded. It waa only on the morning of thia day that the Quarter- maater-Qeneral's appe.al had gone forth, and already she had supplied herself with bine yam and kuilting-needles. " I didn't believe you wero anch a little—'i The yonng man had uttered ao much of his reply to Katie's " Of conrae," when sbe lifted her hand with a sudden impulae and aaid, almost atemly, " Take care, George !" "Take oate! Of what?" He aflected to be still amused. " Take care how you trifle with thmgs that shoald be held out of tbe region of trifling." " Soldiers' blue yarn stockings, for Instance 1 Ha 1 ha I" "Langh Ifyon will, but bear In mind ono thuig." "What" " That I am in no langhing mood.'' Uer clear atrong eyes rested flrmly in his, with eometbing of rebake in their expression. "Tnt, tut, Katie, I don't look at me so seri¬ oualy. Bnt, indeed I can't help langhing. Yon knitting blue yam alookmga! Well, it is fnn¬ ny." '¦ Good.moraing, George." She waa tnming away. " Good morning, Katie," was answered light¬ ly. " I'll oallarotmd tbls evening to see how the Btookinga are ooming on." When Katie Maxwell left home sn hour be¬ fon her step waa light and her oonntenanoe glofring with the heait'a enthnalaam. Bnt ahe snrfaoe of het anioathiy.glldlng thonghta. The oaaae of her ooiuitiy, and the seeda of those who were oSsrlng' their lives in Its defense, were things so fall of sober reality in her re* gard, thatthe light worda of Geotge Maaon bad jarred het feelinga, and not only jarred them, bnt awakened doubts and qnesUonlnga of the most palnfal oharaoter. Katie MaxweU sat down alone In her own room with hands crossed on her Up and eyea fixed In thonght. She had tosaed tbe small bnndle of yam npon the bed, and laid aside her bonnet and oloak. Now ahe vas looking certaia now questions which had come np tight in the face. Was there in tho heart of George Maaon a trne loyalty to hia country f That waa one of the qneptlona. It had "never presented itself In diatlhot form tintll now.— He waa In good health, atrong, and of manly presence. No imperative oanse held him at home. During the aammer he had viaited Niagara, taken a trip down the St. Lawrenoe, enjoyed the White Mountaina, and in a gene¬ ral way, managed to take a good ahare of pleaa. nre to himself. The stMe of the times never seemed to tronble him. It wonld allcome ont right In the end, he did not hesitate to afflrm I bnt not a hand did he lift in defense of hla oonntry, not a aaorUoe did he make for her safety. And yet he oritlcised ahaxply official aota and army movements, sneered at Generals, and condemned aa weak or venal patriotic men In high plaoes, who were giving not only their noblest efforta bnt their very lives to tbe canse. All this; yet were his handa held baok from the work. Occasionally these things had pressed them¬ selves on the mind of Katie Maxwell, bnt ahe pnt them aaide aa imwelcome. Now they were before her in stem relief. " He ia not againat hia conntry. He ia no traitorl He la aound in prinoiple." Snch were the thought-answers given to the ac- casing thoaghts that shaped themselvea In her mind. " If for hia countiy, why, in this time of peril, does he sit with folded hands ?" was re¬ plied. "Is he afraid to look danger in the face r to endnre anfiering ? If he loved hia conntry, he would, self-forgettlng, spring to her defenae, aa hundreds of thousands of trne- hearted men ars doing!" Moved by thia strong thonght-atterence, Katie aroae, and stood with her alight form drawn to its fall ereotness, her hands clenched and her eyea flashhig. " And, not enough that he holda off, like a coward or an ease loving imbecile: he mnat assail with covert sneers the acts of those who would miniater to the wants of men whose brave acts shame him ! Loyal to his oonntry I Is that loyality? Do snoh thinga help or harm! Do frienda hurt and hinder ? Sonnd in prinoiple I I am afraid not. By their frnlts ye shall know them. Where are his fruiu ?" Katie stood for a little while, quivering under atrong excitement. Then aitting down, ahe crouched aa one whose thonghta were pressing baok npon the mmd like heavy burdens.— There waa a dull sense of pain at her heart. George Mason had been dear to her. Bat the shadow ofa cloud had fallen npon the beanty of her idol. It had been gathering like a thin, almost viewiesa vapor for aome time past; and now compacting Itself almost In an instant, it was dark enongh to hide the sunlight. Gradually the brave, trne hearted girl—for she waa brave and trae-hearted—rose into the serener atmosphere from whicb she had fallen. The pain left her heart, thongh a pressure as of a weight lay still on her bosom. The smile that played about her lip as ahe Joined the fam- ilyoirole, not longafterward, waa more fleeting tban usual; but no one remarked the soberer cast of her countenance as It died away. Her skein of blue yam was speedily wonnd into a ball, the requisite nnmber of stitches cast on ber needles, and thon away went her bnsy fingers—not busier tban hor thonghta. " What's the matter, Katie ?'' The nnusnal silence of her danghter had attracted Mrs. Max¬ well's attention.and she had been, unnoted by Katie, examining her face. The maiden atart¬ ed at the qneation, and colored just a little as she glanced np at her mother. "Yon look aober" " Do I ?" Katie forced herself to smile. " Yes." "Perhaps I feel so." Then, after a panse, she added, " I don't think this kind of work very favorable to high apirits. I ean't help thinking of Frank and Willy. Poor boys f Are they not soldiers!" "Dear, brave boya 1" aaid the mother, with feeling. "Yes, they are soldiera—trne soldiers, I trust." "But what a ohange for them, mother' Home life and oamp life—oould any thing be more different ?" " Life's highest enjoyment Is in the miud, Katie. They are do'mg their duly, and that consclotisneas will more than compensate for loss of ease and bodily oomfort. How obeer¬ fally and bravely they write home to ua 1 Ko complaininga—no Woking baok—no coward fears ? What a'lhrill wa\t ovor me as I oame to the closing words of Willy's last letter: ' For God and my conntry fitet; and next for you, my darilng mother!" And the worda thrill me over and over again, aa I tbink of them, with a new and deep emotion." Katie turned her face a little farther away from her mother, and bent a little lower over her kiiitting. Often had the contrast between the spirit of her brothers—boys still—and that of George Mason presented Itself; now it stood ont before her in sharp ralisf. As she aat, working In silence—for she did not respond to her mothers last remark—her thonght went baok in review. She conned over well.remem- bsred sentiments which Maaon had uttered In ber presence, and saw in them a Inkewarm- ness, if not a downright Indifference to the great issnes at stake, felt be fore—^nowperceiv ed distinctly. Her father talked of scarcely any thiug bnt the slate of the eountry; George fonnd many themes of interest outside of this abaorblng qnestion, and when be did converse on matters of pnblic concern it was so little of earnestness and comprehensive Intelligence that she always exparienced a fueling of dis¬ satisfaction. Tbe light tone of ridicule wilh which he bad treated Katie's declaration that sbe waa going to knit stockings for the soldiers hart her at tbe time, forher mind was ina glow of eamest enthnsiasm, and the pain that followed quick¬ ened all her perceptions. The Incident pushed young Mason back from the very uear position in which he had for some time stood, and gave Katie an opportunity to look at him with less embarrasament and a mors discriminating in¬ apeclion. Before, there bad been a strong sphere of attraction when ahe thought of him ; now ahe was sensible of a counteracting re¬ pulsion. Language tbat aeemed to mean little when apoken, remembered now, bad marked significance. It waa observed by both Mr. and Mrs. Max. well that Katie was anaanally absent-minded at tea-time. Mr. Maxwell talked about national affairs, as was his cnatom, and Katie listened attentively, as was her wont. Among other thiugs, he said: "In love of country—whioh involvea an nn- selflsh regard for the good of all in the coantry every virtue Is inolnded. The man who ia not a tme patriot cannot be a good citizsn nor a trae Cbrislian ; for love of country is that vessel In the natnral mind down into which flows a love of God'a kingdom; and he who lovea and seeks to eaUblleh tbat which Is high¬ est as God'a nniveraal kingdom In the earth, helps to estabUah all tbat is loweat. In timea like these, when our national exiatence ia threatened by a force of giaut magnltnde and intenae pnrpoae—when all that we hold dear as a people i| thrasted with destraotion—there mnat be, in any mtii who oan look on qaietly and take his ease; who oui be lokewirm, ot put even straws aa hihdranoeB tn the way of any patriotio end, however humbly exhibited, a leaven of selfiahneas so vital with Its own mean life tbat It will pervade the whole char¬ acter, and give.Ita qnality to every aotion. I hold snch men—and they are all aronndHe¬ at a diatance. I mark them as bom of base elements. I do not mean to trust them in the future. If I were a maiden, and had a lover, audit that lover wete not fot his oountiy— outspoken and oulaoting, fnll of ardor and among the flrat to spring to her defense-1 would tum from him. The man who is not trae to his'cohnlry—and the Indifferent are not tme—will be falae to all other obligationa in the hour of trial. Traat no man who ia not ready, in thia boat, to ita utmoat." Katie liatened, aud her eoul waa fired. She drank in fully of her father's spirit. That evening, aa ahe sat knitting alone In the par¬ lor, ahe heard the bell ring, ahd knew by the sonnd whose hand had pnlled the wire. Her fingers grew unsteady, and ahe began to drop Btltchea. So she let the stocking apon which she waa at work fall Into her lap. She aat very atill now, her heart beating strongly. The heavy tread of Qeorge Maaon waa hi the hall. Then the door opened, and the yonng man entered. Sbe did not rise. In fact, ao atrong waa her Inward diaturhance that ahe felt the necessity for remaining aa externally quiet as posaible, in order to keep from betrayhig her actual atate of mind. "Good-evening," said Mason, almost gayly, aa he atepped into the room. Then panaing anddenly, and llfllng both hauds in mock snr. prise, he exolaimed, " Blue yarn and soldiers' stockings I Oh, Katie Maxwell !" Katie did not move nor reply. Her heart was fiuttering when he came In, bnt In au in¬ atant It regained an ,even beat. There waa more in hia tonea even than iu hia words.- The clear atrong eyes were on his faoe. " Ha t ha I" he langhed, gayly, now advanc¬ ing until he had come within a few feet of the maiden. Then ahe rose and moved back a pace or two, with a strange, cold dignity o* manner that surprised her visitor. "Whata good actress you wonld make!" he said still apeaking lightly, for he did not think her in earneat. " A Goddeaa of liberty I Here la my oane; raise your stocking, and the representation will be perfect." "I am not acting, George.,' She spoke with an air of severity that sober¬ ed him. " You are not ?" "No; I cautioned you this morning about trifling with things which ehonld be held out ofthe region of trifling," she answered steadily. "Ifyou are not anffloieutly Inaplred with love of country to lift an arm in her defenae, don'tj I pray yon, hinder, with light words even the feeble servioe that a weak woman's hands may render. I am not a man, and oannot, there¬ fore, fight for liberty and good govemment; bnt what I am able to do I am doing from a state of mind that is hurt by levity. I am in earnest; if you are not, it is time that yon looked down Into your heart and made aome effort to understand ita springs of aotion. Yon are of man'a estate, you are In good health, you are not trammeled by any legal or social hinderencea. Wby, then, are you not In the field, George Mason ? I bave asked myaelf a hundred limes since moming thia qnestion, and cau reach no aatisfactory answer ?" Katie Maxwell stood before the yonng man like one inspired, ber eyes flashing, her face in a glow, her lipa firmly SQt but arched, her slender form drawn up to ila fall height, al¬ moat imperiously. "In tbe field!" besaid, Iu astonishment, and not withont confasion of manner. " Yes in the field! In arms foryonr coun¬ try!" He abrngged his ahouldera with an affeoted iudlfl'erence that waa mingled witb aomelblog of oontempt, aaying blindly—for he did not give himaelf time to reflect— "I've no particnlar fanoy for salt pork, hard taok, and Minie bullets." " Nor I for cowards!" exolaimed Katie, borne away by her feelings ; and she pointed stemly to the door. The young man went out. As he shut the door she aunk into the ohair from which ahe had arisen, weak and quivering. The blue yarn stocking did not grow uuder her hand that night; but ber fingers -moved with un¬ wearied diligence throngh all the next .day, and a soldier's sock, thick, aud aoft, and warm waa laid beside her father's plate when he came to the evening meal. Tery sweel to her were the approving sentences that fell from bis lips, and they had balm in them for the pain whioh had wronght at her heart for many honrs. Only a day or two the pain lasted. Then it died ont; and even aa it died there were whis¬ pers on the air touching George Maaon that, as they oame to her ears, impelled her to aay, "ThankGod that he is nothing to me ?" THE WIFE OE BTIHYAN IN SWAN CHAUBEB. THE The name ot Bunyan is immortal. Hia charaoter and writings will travel down throngh all coming ages, and be read till tbe end of time. The historic scenes and events of bia life are evor memorable. They are atamped with the impress of an abiding interest. Hia twelve years' unjust imprisonment, and the efforts for hia release by his devoted and heroic wife, will be held in perpetual remem¬ brance. One of the'plates,beanlifully engraved. In the Jan. number of the Eclectio Magazine, illua- tratea a touching scene in the life of Bunyan. He was In prison. His family were In want, and needed a father's care, protection; and sympathy. Aa a means of obtaining hia release from priaon. Banyan wrote several petitions. His wife had, by his >lireotion, oarried one petition lo the Honse ol Lords, and failed of her object. Sbe was direcled to apply lo the Assize Conrt. She bad applied twice to tbe jndges of tbat high tribunal, and waa denied ber pelilion and repulsed. Lord Chief-Jualice Hale, an eminently kind-hearted and Christian man, pitied her case and seem¬ ed strongly inolined to grant her request. Bnt tbe other jndges, nnpltylngand.crnel, objected and overuled the decision against her petition each time. The scene in the plate is intended to show the heroic wife of Banyan aa ahe appeared the third time before the Assize Court. The audi¬ ence chamber is filled to overflowing. Judge Hale, in bia robes magisterial, sits In silent dignity lo receive peiitions, and hear the pleadings of tbe petitioners. The Swan Cham¬ ber is crowed—^jodge, justices, and gentry are preaent. There is a pause in tbe business of the assizes. A woman clad in a coarse black dreaa, with a while cap shading her pale, sad face, rises from the crowd at the baok of the room, and passes up tbe aiale with dignifled and modeat step. Unfalteringly she walked tbe crowded courts until she stood before the judge and the justices, as ahe is represented In the plate in the altitude and act of speaking. Directing herself to Lord Chief-Juatice Halei ahe said: " My lord, I make bold to come again to yonr lordship lo know what may be done with my hnaband." All eyes wete fixed npou her as she spoke, and eager eara bent forward from every partof that large audience to oatch her words. There she stood, a poor, frail woman, pleading befois the assembled dignity of the realm fot the life of herbnsband. Was oversight more sublime —was ever a scene more touching ? The Judge tnmed upon her. He hesitated, theu answered In a tone of mingled confusion aud deoision: "Woman, Itold thee before I oonld do thee no good. They have taken for a eonviclioti what thy hasband apoke at the Seaaions, and, nnlesa there he aomethlng done to undo that, I can do thee no good," Heat het sa ahe lepUes: "Hy lotd, he la unlav/ully kept to prison; they clapped hhn bi priaon befare thete were any ;ptoolamaUona sgabut the meetinga. The Indlotment slao Is false. Besides; ihey nevet asked him whether he wss gnilty ot ho.— Neither did he oonfeaa the hidictment." "Ha was Uwfnlly oonvlotod, womw," in¬ terfered one of the jadges, chafing at het worda. She tamed a look npon him. He wsa one whom ahe did not know. Addreasing Jndge Hale, she replied, with the tme oontsge of a noble aonl: «My lord, it la falae 1 For when they Said to him,' Do yon oonfeaa the Indictment f' he aaid only thia, that he bad been at several meetinga, both where there was preaching the Word and prayer, and that they had God'a preaence among them." " What, woman, do yon think we oan do as we liat," biterfered Judge Twiadon, In a load, angry tone, looking npon her with all the ven¬ geance of hia mean natnre. " Tour hnaband is a breaker of the peace, and ia convicted hy the law." " Bring the ststntebook," demanded .Tndge Hale, "and we will aee fot oniselves." " He was not lawfully convicted, my lord," aald the biava woman ss she looked npon Jndge Twiadon. "He wsa Uwfnlly convicted," interrapted Judge Cheater, raving with madneaa that his aot (hla waa one of the five ted lettet namea that aont Bunyan to priaon) and hia word shotild be oalled in qnestion. "It is falae," Bhe aaldoalmly; "Hwaabnt a word of dlsoooiae that they took for a con¬ viction." " It Is recorded, woman; it la recorded, I tell yon," vociferated Cheater, aa if he wonld ailenoe het by the powet of his voice, if ha could not by argnment. " It ia false if it ia," and ahe looked him un¬ flinchingly in the faoe. ¦ He ia convicted and it is recorded," repeat¬ ed Cheater. " What more do yon want ?" My lord," said the fearless wife to Judge Hale, " I was a little while shice st London to see If I could get my hnsband's liberty, aud there I spoke with my Lord Barkwood, one of the House of Lords, to whom I delivered a pe¬ tition, who took it of me and presented it to aome of the teat of tho Hoaae of Xotda, fot my husband's relesaement, who, when they had seen it, they aaid thst Ilia', oonld not reletue him, hat committed hia releaaement to the jadges at the next assizes. Thla he told me, and now I am come to yon to aee if anything can be done in this baahiess, and j^ou give neither releaaement not relief." The Jndge made no anawer. " He is convioted and it is leoorded," reite¬ rated the infuriated Chester. "Ifit be, itls false," repeated the heroic woman. " He is Apettilentlellow, my lord. Thete is not suoh a fellow In the oountry," exclaims Chester, tnmbig to Jndge Hale. " Wfll yont husbsed leave off pleaching, woman ? If he will do so, aend fot him, and let him answet here for himself," spake out Jndge Twisdon, almost aa muoh exasperated aa waa Cheater. " Jly lord," the Christian woman said, "my husband dares not leave preaching as long as he can speak." "See here, seo here," vociferates Twiadon, rising from his seal, and striking tbe bench wilh bis clenched fist, " wby ahould wa talk any more abont auch a fellow ? Must be do what he lists i He is a breaker of the peace." The brave woman noticed him not. Keep. Ing her eyea steadily flxed npon .Tndge Hale, ehe aaid: " My huabaud desires to live peaceably and to follow hia oalling, that hia family may be maintained. Moreover, my lord, I have fonr amall childreu that cannot help themselvea, and one of them is blind, and we have uothing to live upon but the charily ofgood people." The eyes of the .Indge bent in pity upon her. " Haat thon four children ?" he said, kindly. " Thon art bnt a yonng woman to have four cbildren." " I am bnt mother-in-law to them, my lord, not having been matried to him yet two fnll years." " j?/as.' poor reoman," said the kind .Tudge, as she finished her touching slory. " You make poverty yonr oloak, woman,'' broke in Twisden, " and I hear yonr hnsband Is better maintained by running up and down a-preaching than by followiug his calling." "What is his calUng?" asked Jndge Hale of her. "A tinker, my lord, a tinker," answered some one standuig by. " Yes, my lotd, aud because he is a tinker and a poor man, he his despised and caunot have juatice." " Sinoe it is thns, my poor woman," said the Jndge, mildly, " that they have taken what tby husband spake fot conviction, thon must eithet apply thyself to the King, or sue out hia pardon, or get a writ of error." At the motion of a writ of error, Chester chafed, and was highly offended, and ex- clauned: "This man wUl preach, my lord, and do what he pleases." " He preaohea nothmg but the Word ot God,'' fearieasly spoke out the trae wife. "He preach the word of Qodl" repeated Twisdon, with a aneer, tnming toward her aa 11 he wonld have atrack het; " he tuns up and down the conntry and does harm " " Do not mmd her, Judge, send her away,'' exolaimed Twiadon, aeeing that he could not intimidate her. " I am aorry, my poor woman, that I can do thee no good," said Judge Hale compassion¬ ately. " Thou mnst do one of these three things aforesaid, namely apply thyself to tho King, or sue out his pardon, ot get a writ of error; but a writ of error wiU be the oheap¬ est." So, when I departed from them, the book of statutes waa brought, but what they said of it I know nothing at all, neither did I hear any further from tbem. inJES IN ATTlilMH. The meUow Hummer haatea away. Soon will ita joys bo past; Tho jmUIng hours havo iiuiokly fled, Ita suDshine cannol Isat. And Antamn now looms oV the plain, Tho leaves are alngcd and aere; The Dolphin hues are on lho woods, And mark the waning year. Tho loaves are fnUing, one by one, 'Til aad to aeo lhem go, Tho sport of rulbVoBB winds, but ao My frienda departed too. All is snob fleeting, fickle change. My heart ofl tama away. And aaka, ia there no better land Where frienda togetber atay ? Some brighter clime where love dies not, And trutb be donbted never; When friendB can meet and part no more, But love, and love forever ? Ob ! yea, tbere ia, there mnat bo suoh, A real, a bUBS, in heaven; For wbiob tbe pUgrim bears the croaa, Unta the crown be given. S. [From the Hiatorical Magazine.] CUEIOffS EPITAPHS. I enclose for pablication several verbatim epitaphs and monumental inacriptlona whioh I have colieoted within a few years. Yoora, &o., b. t. Sleep on, sleep on my love Sleep on my love for you are my turtlo dove My dear wife & children dont yon moum for me Heaven is my throne & earlh ia my footatool. nnhdau, a: r. When you my friends are paaaing by And thifl inform yon whero I lio Remember you e're long most havo Like me a mansion in tbo grave Alao 3 infanta, 2 aona Sc a danghter. PUfJielJ, Ma,.. Ab lyes till ahe wbo once Uke you Did stand suob monument to view But soon with mo you here must be And olbers Bland & read of the. Age 21. Sxilland, Vl. While Chryatal dews impeari tho lawn A Tear aball drop o'er Betsey's um. mddUhunj, Yt. MR IOHN SCOTI DYED oN OOr To 3 1737 AOEd 27 YEAR oF MR KINGS TOWN WILm Scot SOS Avihent, 3faas. Here lies ye Body of Mrs fllizabeth Lee tbe Relict of CaPt Stephen Lee Deod Who Served Id ye office ofa Midwifes Teara UnUIl She was BOly Yeara of Age &. Deed May .ve 2nd 1760 In ye 91st Tear of her Age. Xew Hrttttin, Cl. Poor Elizabeth only 19. IttirlintjIoH Oy.t.'ii, .V. 1'. Kow I nm old, & out of Mind Upon this atone, My namo yo'ull find And when my name, you plainly aeo Tou can no leas, than think of mo. A'.'ir Jirilttiii, Cl. Dear friends we regret lhat ¦ we cannot frequent the spot Where this lov'ly form Wea lhat will never be forgot. Cforeriietir, A'. J". ISl:! D I) age 0 X X 1) It 74 , .V. )-. Angelu. T here bid yo emly World adieu Mv deareat frlenda .t 30 must you. j i'ot»/i-et, Ct. I by thia denotes MortuUte j Ilion be prepared to follow lne. i " Po«i/iel, Cl. ': Here Laya the Bodey ot the deceased maritt Imrbara brown Wife ot ¦Tohn brown Sbe waa born the IGlb day of November ]T5rt and died tbe 6tb day ot 1 .Tanuary 1317 her ago Amound to Of. years ' 1 month 21 da.vs Lived in mariage 47 yeara (J month 19 days. -Vc(p ./i;r«c(/. Moy all Mankind put off bypoericy A Super.<>tillon & put on a new ooat of Philosophy lined with tlie laws of XaUiro. Uni Deo confidco. Xaiifjatitcl.; Cl. Oh dear aon your aweet lips wo bave often kissed. Likewise your dear handa we bavo many time.-i pressed. Your form that wo loved ia now wasting away Oh that wc could in your boaom lie. Cu,ii,le},, X. r. Molly tbo' pleasant in her day Was auddenly seized and sent away How soon she's ripe, how aoon abe'a rolton. Laid in the grave, and aoon forgotton. Mnihrd, Cl. Sly body is not to bo found by thia atone For God hath decreed it a watery tomb But since it ia the lot of nU mon to dio II ia my sad fate in tbe ocean to lie. Capt. Jamoa Paine 1316 Deo 14 Ago .'52. Old Sekonh, }faM. SOME ANECDOTES. SPECIUENB OF SCOTCH AHD IBISH EVUOB. The last number of the North Briiith Re¬ view, taking for Ita text the Scottiah Bemlnis- cenoes ot Dean-Ramsay andDr. Charles Rog¬ ers, puts togeiher a nnmber of anecdotea, curiously illustrative of the humor of the Scotoh and Irish racea. Some of these stories are old, bnt many of them ate new and good. We cull a few specimens. The North British, however, first defines the difference between Scotch and Irish hnmor, thns: " Whether it is tbe faot, that onr country¬ men are deficient in hnmor, while Engliabmen excel In hnmor, may admit of doubt. We are by no meaus prepared to acknowledge that tbe tact is so, notwithstanding the higb an¬ thorily of Sydney Smith, who was himself a man of hnmor, rich and tare. Bnt of this we are satisfied, that the attempts to explain aud acconnt for the deficiency aaanmed aa a fact, have totally failed. No satiafaclory or even InteUigible reason has yet been suggested why Scotsmen ahould be inferior In humor to Bn- gliahmen. Such an explanation as, that the Scottish people are poorer than the BngUsh, oannot bo reasonably acoepted. Bichea do not create or even atimulale hnmor. The Iriah peasantry are poorest of all; yet we are dis¬ posed to think, that in gennine humor, wbether of the mirthfnl or the satirical order, they are superior to bolh EngUah and Scotoh. An Irishman is nol, as la often aapposed, a mere blunderer Inlo Inn. No man can seek occasiona for humor. But when ocoasion cornea, the poor Irishman Is prompt and ready. There are aome Irish anecdotea, the point and pith of which are generally aupposed to be a blunder <ir bnll, bnt which really tum on a atroke a fine nataral humor." THB PEASANT AJID THE DEVIL. __ A traveller In Ireland havtog been inolined and, working, makes them men'— ' *" ^""^ '''*' "•» poaaantry were humorons, ' was told to ask any qnestion at tbe firat labor¬ ing man he met on the toad. Accordingly, on seeing a sturdy feUow breaking stones, he aays, "Now; my man,1f tho devil were to come here jnst now, whether wonld he take you or me?" "Me, to be sure," saya the man " for he'a certain of yont honot at any time." A LIFE THOUGHT. 1 heard a man who had failed In business, and whose fnmltiu'e was aold at auction, aay lhat when the cradle, and the crib, and tbe piano went, tears would oome, and he had to leave the hoaae to be a num. Now there are thoaaanda of men who have loat their planoa, but who hava found better mnsio In the sotmd of theit ChUdren'a voices and foolatepa going oheerfnlly down with themto poverty,than any harmony ot ohorded Instraments. Oh! how blessed Is bsnkraptoy when it saves a man's ohildren 1 I see many men who are bringing np their ohUdren as I ahonld bring up mine, if when they were ten years obJ, I shonid lay them on a dissectlng-table and out the sinews of their arms and lega, so that they could neither walk nor use tbeir hands, bnt only sit etiU and be fed. Thna ricb men put tbe knife ot indolence aud luxury to their cbildren's energies, and they grow np faltedi lazy calves, fitted for nothing, at twenty-fivei but to drtok deep and squanderwide; and the father mnat be a alave all hia life, In order to make beaats of hla ohUdren. Uow blessed, then. Is the stroke of diaaster whioh seta the cbildren free, aud gives them over to the hard but kind bosom ot Poverty, who saya to them, " Work Beecker, bridge, nrglDg hla appeal to'the charity of psaaengera, with the eager and versatile elo¬ quenoe of hia oountry. A gentleman and hidy-yoong, gay and handaome, with that pecolUt look of gratifled and oomplacent oon- BoioaaneBS which Indloatea tha flrat few weeks of married life—oroased the bridgo. They regarded not the petlUons of the beggat: ao, joat as they passed him he exolaimed, " May the blessing of the Lord, which brings love and joy and wealth, and a flne family, foUow you aU the days of yout Ufe." A pauae; the couple paaaed heedlessly on, snd the beggar, with a flue touch of oanstio hnmor, added, " and nevet overtake yon." . .IBISH OR BCOTCH. Dean Eamaay teUs ns of a Scotchman whose tondet toe was trodden on; the offender said, " I'm very sorry, sUr; I bog yonr pardon;" and the only acknowledgement was, " And yon've aa mnokle need, ah-." To onr mind, there waa aome aurlluesa and not much humor in thia. The Iriah beggat who, on betog re¬ fuaed alma, awnng his cratch on the toes of the gouty gentlemsn) whom his prayers moved not to oliarity,had more humor, when he said to the enraged owner of the snffeting foot, " Bleaa ypor honor; if yout faeatt wae aa tender aa your toea yon'd have given me the ten-penny." BAB BAUILTOX, Rab wss onoe met on the road by a stranger, who asked, " How fat la it to Ayr ?" " Ay,'' says Rab, " you'll be come from KUmamook ?" " What on earth la yout bnstaesa where I como from?" " 'Very weel, sir, as little ia it my bnatoeas where ye gang to." Rah met the late Mr. Ramsey Maule Cafteiwatda Lotd PanmnteJ and Lotd Belhav- en, walking together on tbe taoe contae of Ayr. "I'ma Hamilton, yout honot; I'm a HamUton,*' aays Rab, approaohtog his lord¬ ship. " Give him a ahiiiing, BoUiaven, he ia a cousin of yours," aaya Mr. Maule. " My mither'a name wae Ramsay," eaya Rab, alip- ping tonnd to the othet side, and getting auother shlilmg as hia reward. A MO-VKET STOHV. A man of ahort statue and most uuiovittog oonntenanoe, wilh the peonliar expression now olaimed by Mens, du Chaillu as that of tbe gorilla, purchased a property in a western connty of Scotland, from whenoe he atriclly excluded tiespasaera. Some one aent him a large monkey, whioh he kept about his place; anda boy having been entrusted with the delivery ofa letter, and having found the monkey at the honse door, was somewhat alarmed, so he threw down the letter and ran off. On his way down the avenne the boy met the new laird, who angrily demanded what he waa doing there. " I had a letler for you, sir," says the boy. "Well, give it to mo." " Ah, but I gave it to your son, air," repUea the trembling laddie. " My son, you Uttle rascal; I have no aon." " Weel, ah-, I canna aay for that, but he had an unco leut o' youraelf." A SflOTIiaH MINISTEK'S UAS. A "miniater man"—one of a olaas of per¬ aona of whom inany anecdotea are told—was following the miniater from the manse to the kirk one Sabbath afiernoon, when the minia¬ ter, glanctog back, perceived a smile on tbe face of hia old attendant. " What makes yon laugh, James ? it ia imseemly. What is there to amuse you ?" " Oh, naething partioalar," saya -James; "I waa only thinktog o' some¬ thing that happened this forenoon." " Wbat is that? Tell we what it waa." "Weel, minisler, dinus ba angry wi' me; bnt yon ken the congregatisn here are whUes no pleas¬ ed to get auld sermons fra' you, and this moruing I got tbe better of the kirk session one way." " Aud how waa that, Jamie ?" says the minister. " Deed, sir, wben we came ont o' the kirk this forenoon, I kenned what they were thinking; and saya I, " Eh, but you canna ca' that an auld sermon this day, for It's no'abaue six weeks since vou heard il last." ABOUT I.VISG. The Rev. Dr. McLeod was proceeding trom ibe manse ot D to churcb, to open a new place of worship. As he pasaed slowly and gravely thtongh the crowd gathered about the doors an elderly man, with tbe peculiar ktod of wig known In that diatrict, bright, smooth and ot a reddish brown, accosted him. "Doo¬ tor, if you please, I wish to speak to yon."— " Well, Dnnoan," saya tha venerable Dootor, " can ye net wait tiU after worship ?" " No, Doctor, I mnst speak to yon now, for it is a matter upon my conscience'" "Ob, smce it ia a matter of conscience, tell me what it is ; but be brief Dnncan, for time presses." "Tbe matter ia tbis ;Doctor: Ye see the clock yonder on the face of the new chnrch. Well, there is no clock really there—nothing but the face of a clock. Tbere ia no truth in it, but only once in the twelve hours. Now, it is In my mind very wrong, and quile against my-consoienoe thai, there shonid be a lie on tbe face of tbe house of the Lord,'' " Dun¬ can, I wiu consider the point. But I am glad to aee you looking ao well; you are not yonng now; I remember you for many years ; and what a fine head of hair yon have still!''— " Eb, Doctor, you aro joking now ; it is long sinoe I have had any ban-.'' " Oh, Duncan, Dnncan, are yon going into the house of tbe Lord with a Ue upon your head ?" This set¬ tled the question; aud the Doctor heard no more ot tho tbe lie on the face of the clock. Major Logan, a conneclion of the Lairds of Logan, a merry wag, whom manyrecoollect in Ayrshire as a firat-rate performer ou the violin,^ aud a great social favorite, and ot whom, and his " sentimental sister Susie," mention is made in more than one ot Bums's poema, wsa also a man of great natural humor. A gentleman, whose reputation for hospitality waa not high, after bating ot aome port wine of great age and excellence, waa pre¬ vaUed OB with some diffioulty to produce a bottle. When it did appear,it was only a pint bottle. Major Logan, on being asked his opinion, said, " The wine is good, but it'a a pity it is so little for ila age." DUTIES. A cerlain lawyer dispoaed to scoff at aerious things, once said, in the presence of Major Logan, that he did not much enter toto these mattera, but he aupposed tbat ho held tbe same relation to the Deity as a vassal does to his superior. " Probably you dc," says Lo¬ gan, "for ye pay Him/eu) duties." LEGAL ASECDOTES. Erskine's declining to weat Dundee's silk gown, lest he might be supposed to adopt tbe "abandoned habits of his predecessor," is woU known. The following, not so well known, is, we think, at least, equally good ; "Mr. A. B., a judge of tbe Commissary Court, talked in an inflated and pompons man¬ ner. Having failed to attend an appointment with Erakine. he explained that he had been called out ot town, owing lo his brother hav¬ ing faUen from a stila and sprained his toot. *It waa fortunate for your brother,' aaid Ersklne, * that it waa uot from your style he fell, or he had certainly broken his neck.' " A clever but unsncoeasfal advooalo having died very poor. It was remarked to Erakine that there were "no effects." "That is not wonderful," was tbe reply ; * 'as be had no causes, he oonld have no effects.'^ A well known story of Lord Folkemmet has a leas known bnt a very oharcterlstlc sequel in an anecdote of hia grandaon. Lord Polkemmet refused to let the dentist insert his finger in hia month, saying, '• Na, ye'U bite me." Hia grandaon, Mr. Johnstone, whUe canvassing tbe late Mr, Hog, of Newliston, declined to take any luncheon from the elector on the ground "that it would be treating." The contusion of Ideas is preoisely tbe same in bolh oases; and that a blunder ao ludicrous should be apparently hereditary is remarkable. What rr Mases.—" Indade, Barney, and wh^t doea it mono, where It aaya in the call for onr Dimmyorst Convlntlon, " the vigor- ona prosecution of the war ahonld be accom¬ panied by the moat proffera of pesde?" " Ooh! ye blockhead ; don't yez know what it mauea—it manes—yia it manea—the aame sa two ot yez waa havin' a bit of dlaoboahtm wid stiofca, and iveiy time yez shonid hit the ither a pelt in the gob yez shoold slug odt, 'now let's be peaoeable.' "Bedad, Bsmey.I think thst woald be a lengthy dlscooshOD, thin, for he'd think I was aftet bein' wfaipped. Fslz, I'd glre him the lieks flnt, asdtuitf talk the psoeable sitet- watds. Son that's Uwslnssibla way." - "AhlMisky,I'mabsid7ei dotoomnoh of yont own Uilolrtilg.tbjlw • fqqi DlnuB^tst.'; THB miSHUAH AKD HIS FOTATOES. A poot Irish laborer had an impedient in his speech, and oonld not pronounce words beginning with the lettet p withont stam¬ mering. A neighbottog' gentleman, aeetog him diggtog potatoea, and wiahing to make him. lidionlons, a^d,.." What do yoa oall thefo-tUngaydOE digging?" "Sfr," Bays poot Pat, "Idon't oaU them; when I want tbem I fetch tbem."; PADDT'a'BLBSflniO. A poor old Iriib oil^* sat b«ggiii| at* POTOMAC AND BTTTTEBMIIK. An amuaing atory is told by some Dubuque boy of the " Iowa First" about the changes which a oertain password underwent aboutthe time of the battle of Springfield : One ot the Dnbnqno offlcers, whose dnty it was to furnish the guard with a password for the night, gave the word " Potomao." A Qer¬ man on guard, not uuderetandlng distincUy the differenoe between the B's and the P's, nnderstood itto be "Botomic," and this to being transferred to another waa oormpted to "Buttermilk." Soon after the officer who had given the word wishing to retnrn throngh the lines, and, approaching a senttoel, was ordered to halt, and the word demanded. He gave " Potomao.'' " Niobt rigbt—yon don't pass mit me dls way." " Bnt that ia the word, and I wUI pasa,'' " No, yoa stand ;'¦ at the same time placing s bayonet st hia breast In a maaner tbat told Mr. officer that "Potomao" didn't pasa in Miaaouri. " What ia the word, then ?" "Bottermilk, d nyon." " WeU, then. Buttermilk, d u yoa." " Dat is tight; now yon paaa mit yourself about yonr plztoesa. ThBr« wss then a gonoral overhsnUng of the psssword, and the difference between Fotdmao and^ Bnttemilk being oudeiatoodi the joke beoame oneofihsUnghablelncIdeoti of fha ouap«%n. [Adapted from the N. T. Methodist.] A STORY FOR THE IITTLE FOLKS. The Beautiful Ornament. Near the olose of a dark, and chilly day in November, a stage-coach Btopped at the door of ah inn to the pleaaant town of WoodvHle, for a passenger. A gentleman, warmly wrapp¬ ed to coat and furs, stepped qniokly out in the rain and sleet, tbatjust then began to faU. Aa the driver opened the door of tbe coach, Mr. Owen^—for thia waa the gentlemsh'a name— aaw he had on no over-coat, and looked cold and uuoomfortable. "Why, friend," aaid he, "where is yonr coat ? The weather la too aevere for yon to be BO mnoh exposed." " I have wrapped it ronnd a little girl shiv¬ ering on thetop of the coaoh," replied the humane driver. " A Uttle girl, and on the ontalde this dismal dsy? Why uot put her inaide?" asked Mt. Owen. Hearing this, tho tired and gloomy traveUers ronaed themselves, and one, speaktog Ior the test, complained:—"There is no room—too mnch o.-owded already." " Never mtod, then ; I wiU Uke het on my lap. Beach her here, driver," aaid Mr. Owen. Hia Mnd yet decided manner sUenced the objectors; and aa he took the little girl on his knee, she looked timidly up toto hia face with a aweet and gratefnl smile that went to his heart. She coald not have been seven yeara old ; her figure was slight and graceful; her faoe waa not beantlful, snd yet there waa a look of aweetnesa and intelligence far more pleasing than beanty. Mr. Owen, interested at once began to talk with her, and fonnd he' very ready to answer his qnestiona. " Where do yon live ?" asked ho. "No where, now. I uaed to live with Aunt Jane," replied the little girl. "And why did yoa go away ?" " Annt Jane went a long way off; and the day she went away, my faiher came, and took me to live with him; bnt he died in a few days." " Have you a moiher?" " Annt Jane told me my mother died when I was a baby ; bnt there was a woman at my father'a he told me to call mother." "And what ia your namo ?" " My name nsed to be Fanny—Fanny Eay ; bnt after my father died, the woman told me I must say my name was Peggy Brown. One day she took me ont, and lett me at a great gate, and told me to stay there tili she came baok ; but it grow dark and cold, and she did not come. I was so cold and hangry, and so frightened, I began to cry. I forgot wbat Aunt Jane told me—that Itod loved me, and wonld take care of me always. Then I began to think of ber, aud how kind she always was to mei and how aorry she would feel it sbe knew I was all alone in the dark nigbt, and no wbere to go; and tbat made ma think ot the prayera aud hymns she taught me, and I said tbem all over to myself: and thenI Ihought otwbat sbe told me about God, and how not even a little bird could tall to the ground wilhont he saw It; and tben I grew happier, for I knew be would not forget a litlle child like me. Then a kind man came along and look me home wilh him, where it was warm and pleasant, and tbey gave me some nice supper. The litlle ohil¬ dren looked so glad aud bappy, I thought I would like to live there. But the man told me he could uot keep me always ; but be aaid I migbt slay a few days, and then he wonld send me where I would be taken care of, and there ia wbare I am goiug." Mr. Owen asked wonld she repeat some ot the little hymns her aunt taught her ? And she began in a clear and sweet voioe to repeat one of Watt's early hymns, commencing wilb this verse: " Though I am now in .vouiiger d.iy.-, Nor Ciin tell what sliall lioliill me, I'll prepare for every place, Where my growing ago shall call me." And now the travellers, who before were so unwilling lo take to the little " stranger," at¬ tracted by her mild and lovely appearauce and sweet innocence, listened to ber artless story with a feeling of tender pity, if not love. Her singular intelligenoe, the ease and gentleness ot her manner, showed that she had been well taught and kindly oared for by some one. But Mr. Owen was deeply moved with ber touch¬ ing slory. He was a gentlemau of weallh and atati.in, and a true Christian. •'• With aheart alivo to tho faiutest souui! Ot human woe wher'er it i.s found," and gratefnl for tbe mercies so richly bestow¬ ed, he waa ever ready, while paasing along throngh lifo, to extend those bleasings lo others, and to do good to bis fellow-creatnres whenever it waa in his power. Ile bad a daughter—an only cbild—about the age of Fanny, and ahe, too, was motherless. Thia, perhaps, was partly the reason, at first, ot his kind interest In lhe little girl; bnt nnlike her, his dear ohild waa in a beautiful home, anrrounded by loving frienda, and wilh every¬ thing to make her happy. Iter aunt, a aister of Mr. Owen, had taken care ot Emma from the death ot her mother, and had devoted herselt to her young charge with the fondest love, but wilh too much in¬ dulgence ; ahe coold not bear to see a cloud on the fair faoe ot her darling niece, and de¬ lighted to gratify every wish, and indulge every wbim. Doting on her beauty and fine appearance, she encooraged a fondness for dress and omamenis, allowed her to listen lo fialtery, and ssemed to think only of her be¬ coming beantifnl, acoomplished, and admired. Bnt it waa not so witb Mr. Owen. He oared nothing for mere display, and it was wilh paiu he saw his beloved child, the dearest object of bis lite, becoming selfiah, vain and frivolous. And he now thought ot this "out¬ ward adorning" in paintul contract witb tbe " inward adorning"—the ornament of a meek aud quiet spirit," tbat gave lo Fanny ber sweetest charms. 'Very oflen, be had thought it wonld be better for Emma to ahare her blessings witb another; aud now, as he look¬ ed at thia friendlesa and deserted child, that Providence had brougbt iu bis way, be tell be could not leave her uncared for, and determined if he found no one to olaim her, lo take her to his home aa a compauion for bis daughter. Mr. Owen fonnd from the driver the child waa to be left at an orphan aaylum a few miles from hia own house. Betore be reacbed the plaoe, night and darkneas had come on, the slorm had inoreased, and iitlle Fauny was sleepy and tired. He did not wish to lake Fanny to his home nntil he had made inqniries about her, and therefore it was, thougb be knew he was expeoted, and wished much to go, that he oonclnded to atay at tbe inn all night. In the mornlDg tbe slorm had passed away, and Mr. Owen foimd no diffloalty in getttogalltheinformationhewisbed. He found Fanny'a Blory qnite trne—found tbat sho bad todeed bean moat tenderly cared for by a sis¬ ter of her mother, tbe "Aunt Jaue" she told of, and afterward oraelly deserted, her name being first changed that ahe might uot be dis- oovered. He fouud alao the name and age ot the child, that hetparents were dead, and that she had no relative but her Aunt Jane, and she had gone—where, no oue could teU. Nothing seemed now m the way to prevent Mt. Owen from carrying ont hia kind iutenlious with re¬ gard to Fanny. Leaving the litlle girl iu oare ot the kind landlady, he hastened home to prepare his alstet and dsnghtet for the coming ot the yonng atrsnger. Aa he came to aight of hia honse, Emma— ever on the look out when her father was ex¬ pected—ran to meet bim with a joyona wel¬ come. Aa Mr. Oweu took hia beautiful ohild in his arms, het face beamtog wilh love and delight, he thonght of het fsTOted lot, and then of the lonely orpbsn he had just left. " I sm so gUd yon hsve come at laat, papa," ssid the hsppy ohUd, olssptog het stms round hia neok.' " I wss bo vexed that hortld storm dame on jost to prevent yont eomtog home." - " It wss not the stona, my love, that kept m«; bst I' friilMa to prepare fot yoo a new pleaanre—to bring ybn aomethtog you have long wiahed fot," repUed the fither. "Ohl bow good yon are, papa. What Is it? What did you bring me?" oried tho de¬ lighted ohUd. " I have found a playmate for yoo—» dear Uttle girl about yonr own age, who wlU oome and Uve here with yoo while yon are loving and kind to her, snd wiUtog to ahsre with her in all thluga." " Oh! yea, papa, indeed I wIU; bnt how is ahe drM«d?" " I oanuot tell yon, my chUd, tho oolor of her frook; that la of no consequence; bnt ahe has the moat beantifnl omament I ever aaw," replied her father. •< What Is it, papa ? A diamond necklace ? a raby ring ? Aud may I hsve ono like it ?'> " That wiU depend on yourself; bnt nothing would give me more joy than know you, too, posaeased one of the same ornaments, of far mote valne than tho moat preoiona diamonda and brilUant rabies." Emma looked op toto het fathet's face as if to ask his meantog, hot he ouly aaid:— "I ahaU vety aoon retnm fot thelittle girl, and if you woold like to go with me, yon may get yonr oloak and hat." While aha waa gone, Mt. Owen told hia sia- tst of hia adventure, snd of Ms wishes with re¬ gard to Fanny. Miss Owen liatened with anrprise and re¬ gret. " la it possible," ahe aaked, " yon can thmk a poor and unknown child a fit oompanion for onr darltog Emma ?" But bsfore he eould reply, the carriage was at the door and Kmma waiting ou the .atepa. They aoon reaohed tbe inn, and great was Emma's ilisappototmeut to eee a plainly-dress¬ ed cbild, and no ornaments whatever,noleven the pla'mest ribbon. " Wbere is the ornament, papa?" she whis¬ pered. " I leave it tor you lo discover," replied her father, wilh a smHe. Mr. Owen paased a few moments in pleas, ant chat with the little girls, who seemed qnile willing to bo made friends, and then lhey Btarted for home. As they rode up the avenue which led to tbe bonse, and Fanny was told this was to be her home her face Ughted np with quiet pleasnre, and she genlly said:—" I think it is very pretty, indeed; and fyou are very good to bring me here." Mr. Owen was careful that it sbonld be understood that Fanny entered her new home, in every respect to be Irealed as an eqnal, ond himself set the example.— And now a new life dawned npon our little girls. They walked togetber, played logetberi and atudied togetber. Emma, Ihough shy al firal, was soon attracted by the aweet and winning ways ot her new playinate, and seemed, for onoe, lo forget her own gratifica¬ tion, and take delight iu showtog Fauny the beautllul thinga in aud aronnd tbe bonae.— And first ahe took her to tbe play-room, filled up for Emma's amusement. And such a col¬ leclion ot curioua and pretty objecta, auch a number and variety ot dolls and playthings, Fanny bad never betore aeen. "Now, Fanny," said Emma, "they are o/i yours Just as much as mine. Papa says so, audi likeil." Fanny was pleased wilh aU, but with noth¬ ing qnile a,^ much aa with a pretly rose-wood book-case, full ot interesting hooka. Sbe read quite well, but Emma could not; and many an bour did she spend reeding enter¬ taining slories to Emma. To Mr. Owen it was a pleasant sight, to see the little girls— dressed the same, and looking like twin aisters —OS thay went about, band in hand, hera aud there in innocent happineaa. Contented aud happy, Emma for a time seemed not like tbe same child, and Mr. Owen was encouraged to bope bis fondest wisbea would aoon be re- alized. But tbe trnlh was, It was more from a love of diaplay and a fondness for new thtoga, tban from any real change in Emma: for, as the novelty wore away by degrees, sbe fell back to ber former habits. She was ualnrally gen¬ erous aud affectionate, but had bacome indo* lent, selfish, aud wayward—faults common to aU children, petted and indulged as ahe had been. Mr. Owen wished the children to form ba'bils of industry and order: lo help lhem to do so, he formed a method or plan of study, which be wished them to follow out. To Fanny, hia wishes were a law; aud, foud ot study, and wishing to excel, she waa exact in aU her dutiea, patient and diligent in her aludies, and made great progreaa. But not so Emma. Careless and negUgent, sbe was oflen behind in her lessons and other daties ; and altbongh she' liked the good opinion of he, fatber, she did not iike to exert herself to gain it, and would often go to Fanuy for help— which she was ever ready lo give—and alao praotiaed many little arts, in order to pass on withoutdisgraoe. But thia waa not all. Fanny ever yielding and kind to Emma, was oflen prevented from performing ber taska at tbe proper lime, by Kmma'a indolence and aelfiah. ness, and was brought into trouble. Emma, generons enough not to be wHling Fanny sbouid suffer for ber fault, bnt not frank enough to confeas It, would plead excuse with ber father, who, to encourage a kiud and gen¬ erous disposition, as he tliought, aa wall as to plaase his daughter, would often yield lo her entreaties. At the same lime, he wonld not pass it by without reproof, whioh Fanny meek, iy bore iu silence. I would like to go on and tell you mucb more about Fanny and Emma while lhey were liltle girls, and bow fond lhey grew lo be of each other, and how every one, even Miss Owen, loved and prized the meek and gentle Fanny, bnt my story would then be too loug. So I will pass over a space of ten years. In aU this Mr. Owen hsd never regretted takiug the friendless orphan to his heart and home. Emma had mnch improved, aud uow, at the age of seventeen, wss lovely and beloved.— StUl she was not all her fond fatber desired, and the beautitui ornament of Fanny was atill bidden from her eyes. Bnt she waa not blind to Fanny's gentle goodness, aud conataut acts of love and sacri¬ fice ; bul sbe did not see them in tbe same ligbt ber faiher did—as heart-oruaments.— But tbe lime soon oame. Mr. On en was taken Ul—very ill, indeed—and soon all bope of bis recovery was over. Heavy indeed fell tbe blow, and Miss Oweu and Emma, stunned and bewildered, sank beneath ils weight! tor alas! they bad not the trne aource ot comtort. Miss Owen, who had become feeble and nervoas, abut herself in her room, refusing to be comforted ; while Emma, wbo had never betore known real sorrow, aud wbo could nol endure tbo sight other father's suffering, for a lime loat all aelt-coutrol, and gave way, like a spoiled child, to bitter weeping, aud was wbolly unfit lo perfom the least kind office for ber dying parent. But how was it wilh Fanny? Ouce more sbe seemed to aland aloue. Keenly sbe felt the blow ; her sensitive nature shrauk from the aight ot Buffering; a moment sbe wavered—and but a moment; the path of duty was plain before her, aud tbe ateadfaat giri. " with purposo hi;»h und holy, And with a faith tbat nothiug could appal,'' took her slalion by the sick-bed ot her more than father. Night and day—witb a calm aud loving look.wUh aoft haud and noiseless atep, ahe ministered to his wauts, and, in every pos¬ sible way, tried to soothe the pam sbe could not remove. But day by day her dear sufferer sank lower and lower, and day by day the cheek of the yonug watcher grew tblu and pale, and her eye heavy, bnt she faltered not. " Yon have beeu a sweet comfort to me, my chUd," said Mr. Oweu one day, as Fanny waa leantog ovet bia oonoh of pam, " aud Qod will indeed * take care of you olioaya /'but my poor Emma, what wUl beoome ot her when I am gone I" "Togsther we wUUean onthe arm of oiu Heavenly Father, ' who wHl never leave nor foiaoke' ua," repUed tbe traattog girl. "God giant it may be 80; bnt oh I that 1 could aee it before I die." Soon he was rest¬ ing, and Fanny hastened to Emma, and found her calmer than usual, and teady to Usten, as once agato, she tenderly and eameatly plead with het to look away to tho Heavenly Com- fortet, and this time not in vain. " A joy sprang up amid distress," and, no longer blinded by self-love, she aaw the " light ahin¬ ing to a dark place," and aaw for the first time the omament Fanny wore so closely clasped to her heart, beaming forth with a mild and beautiful lustre, notbe mislaken. And now with apirit chaatened, subdued, and mild, sbe returned with Fauny lo the aick-bed of her father, aud shared in all her labors ot love and dnty. Mr. Owen's heart waa fliled with gratitnde and joy; but another blessing waa lett to gild the cloaing day ot thia good man. About thia timo;a friend, who had long been abseut, called to see tbem; she had bei fore remarked Fanny's resemblance to a dear frieud of hers, and now she thonght It more vivid than ever, and felt sure that in some way they mnat be connected. She drew from Fanny the atory of her child¬ hood, and when ahe found her name once Fanny Ray, she kuew it must be ao—that Bhe must be the long-lost niece of her triend. She wrote immediately to Miaa Ray; the next day she came, and waa overjoyed to flnd her nieoe, for such indeed sbe was. It seem¬ ed Miss Ray had beon oalled to attond upon a aiok and dymg friend, and retumed iua year to fiud her brolher dead, and uo clue whatever to the child. Qratefnlly, and with teara of joy, ahe received her back again from tbe dying hand of her benefactor, and ivith her hie own dear child. And now, nothing seemed left for Mr. Owen to desire on earth, and with a calm and holy faith he pasaed away, leaving his dying blessing on his dear children and their new protector. Mies. Owen nevar recovered from tbe shook other brother's deatb, and very soon was laid by bis aide. Owing to the failnre of the firm with which Mr. Owen was connected. It waa found after bis death, bnl asmall pittanoe was left ot aU his property ; but Miss Ray, by im¬ proving her talents, and by the legacy ot a friend, had euough for all their wants. To¬ gether they went to the same pietty cottage tbat had been Fanny's early bome. There we will leave tbem, once more band to hand, auJ wearing the same beautiful ornament—" Eveti the omamant of a meek aud quiet spirit which i.*? in the sight of God ot great price." NOTICB. THE Stockholdera of the LANCAS¬ TER LOCOMOTIVE WORKS will moat at thair oaco oa TOESDAT lhe Tlh day ol JAKDAEY, 1605, for the parpose of electiog Offlcers for the enguloe vear. _d« II 2t-;i JI. 0. ELlXS. Eeetelary. _ TUIINPIKE ELECTION. annnal electiou lor Officers of thn NC.1STER AND SnSQDEHASSA TUSSPIKK KOAD CO:Ui-AKr, will ba held at Coopar'a Uolel. la lha citj of LancAster, «a MO^'DAY, lha Clh tlay of JANOARr next, M 10 o*clo:k A. 31. W. P. BRICTO.V. •iall-Sl-.l _ _Tre««ur»r. ELECTION NO'riCE. rjMUi Membera of the FARMEKS' X. MDTUAL ISSHRANOE COMPAKT, win meat «l tha houaa of Jacob Laamon, ia lha city of Laaeaater, ou SATORDAT, tha 28th Instaat.hetweaD the houra of oua and Ihrae o'clock P. M. for the pnrpoaa of elactiDg flvs Dlractora and uix. Appraiaar^ to coadact the alfairs ..r tho aaid company for the ensaing year. By ordar of tha Board of Directors. .lOH.V 5T0B.W, J8ll-:<1-^ _ SacrelAry. NOTICE, THE .stockholders in tho Conowingii Bridge Cod];)%D7 ara haraby noliflad that in pur-iu- aDca of the Chartar of aaid Compaay, aa elaclioa for Presidant and Foar Directors to aerva for tha easaini; year, wiil ba held at Mra Mooraa Hotal. la.Conowluso, Cecil Coaaiy, Md-halweau tha boors of 10 o'clocic, A. .M., and 2 oclock, P. M.,oa Muadmy'thaGlh of January. 1S62; OTery stocilholder lo have oao Tola in parson or by wriltea proxy fur aach shara of stock lhat ba or sha may hoid. By ordei of the Board. RESET 8. SILVER, doc 4.3t.2 Secralary. ATOITOH'S NOTICE. "INSTATE OF BLIZABETH GRA- ¦ "J HAM, Iale of the township of Strasborg. la tbo county ofLancaater, stata of Pennt-ylvaoia, dac'd: Th^ aod-rsigoed appoiolad Audiior by tha Orphans' Cour of Laacaater coaoty to diatribola the balance iu tbo haods of Haary N, Breaeman. admiaiatrator ofsaid deed. amuoB those legaiiy entitled to the aama, bereby gives notice thst ho will .ttoai forthe parpoee of hie sppoiBt- ment, la tbe Library Room of the Coart House, la tho city of Lanca8ter,on FRIDAT,lhe3d dayof JAHUARV. A. D. 1SG2, at li o'clock P. .M. whea aad where all per¬ sona interesled may attead If they thick proper. ABRAHAM SHAMK, do 11-11-3 Aadltor. A SSIGNED ESTATE OF JAOOB rX MOWRER.—The nndersigaed appoinied Andilor by tho Court of Commoa Pieas of Laacasier couaty, to distribate the balflaca remainiag in tha haads of Joha C. Walton, Assignee of Jacob ilowror, among Ihooo legally eotltled thereto, herehy gires notica, that be wilt attend for the parpose of bis appolntmeat, in tbo Library Room of the Conrt Hoaso, inthe city of Laacaa¬ ter, on WEDNESDAT, lha Sth day of JASUAEr, ISiJ, at 2 o'clocic, P. M., when aod waera all parooaa iator- estsd mav attsnd if lhey tbiak proper. _doJlJ-Ii-3 _ "• ^- S^^y^-^K, Auditor. ESTATE OI'' .JOSEPH S. NISSLEYJ late of E»8l Hempfleid towtuUIp, deceaaad.—Lel¬ tera of admlaistrsiloaoa e&id odtata buving begu graat¬ ed to the nndersigBod, all perbooa iadebted thereto are reqaested to make immediate pAjmaat, aad ihooo hav- Idk damaodrt agaiQBt the uams will praaaat tbem for aettiemaut to the nnderaiRaed. JOHK STAUFFEB. I'eterabttrg, CHRISTIAN H. STADPPER, da 11 6t"3 Weat Doaegal twp. TESTATE OF JoHN GKAYBILL,' iPj Iateof Weat Earl township, deceased.—Letteis i>i' admlniatratioa on utid astate having beeo grantedto the undersigned, all pereons Indebted thereto ara re- loested to make immediate pajment, and tboxe having claims or demands against tbe sama will present them for Eettlement to tfae andersigned, ranldlng in said lwp. LEWIS DILLER. residing in Baat Earl tw]). ABRAHAM BOWMAN, dgII-6[-3 _ realdlng in_^ph^rata twp. ESTATE of E3IANUEIi S. GROFF, deceaued,—Lettars ofadminUtratloa on tbo eatate 01 bmannel 5. GroC, late of Wedt Earl township, de¬ ceased, having been granted to the aadereigned—notice is hereby glvea to alt persona Indebted to aaM estate, U make payment withont delay and thoee baring ctaimb against tfae same will present them for sottlement t» either of tha undersigned. MARIA S. GROFF, Widow, Pairmount, West Earl twn C. S. HOFFMAJf. ' dell-6f.S ^ VagaaviHe, Earl twp. J_ LAN( TESTATE OF JOHiN HARTMAN, late of Strasbarg townabip, decaasEJ.—Lettem Tediamentary on said estato having baea granted to the uodersigned, all persons indebted thereto are reqaested to make Immediate payment, and those havlog claims or demanda against tha sama will preBent tfaem for eet> tlement to tbe undderHlgnad. HBNRY H. KUKTZ, Manheim Township. JAGOBROHKKK,jr. nov 27-6t-l Eaat Lampeter iwj.. E~Tl\iTE"of JOPINKOFFROTH, late of Salisbury township, deceased.—Leiters of ad¬ miniBtration on said estate faaving been granted to tfao undersigned, all persons indebted thereto are requeated to mako Immedi atepsymont, and thoae baTlng domanJa against the same will presentthem for iettlament lu tbe nndersigned, residlug ia Bald townsbip. K.W. MORTON. no 27-6t*l AdmiolKtrator. ibDILAHUBE'R.lilt; ____ . Bhlp,dacaaMd. Letter* of u Jministration on hald estalo having be3a granled to thtf aodersigned, a'; persona indebted thereto are reqaested to make immediate paymeat, and tbocs faaving claliun or ilemands againat tha aame will preaeat lhem for set¬ tlement to tbe noderaigned, residing la aaid towaship. noT 20-6t^''.2 HBNKT HOBER. ESTATJil of ADI of E^t Hempfleid tow ESTATE of JOHN DENLINGER, late of East Lampeter townahip, deceased.—Let- tvra of admlnlHiration on said estate httving been grant¬ ed to the anderaitjoed. aii peroons indehted thereto are requented to make immediate payment, and thoae bav¬ iug claims or demands agaioat the aame ars reqaeated to present thom tnr Rettlement to the naderHigned. without delay. DASIEL DBSLIKQBR, JOHN a. DESLINGEK, residlns in East L&mpeter twp. SAMUEL DENUNGER, reeidinK In Leacock twp. DAVID LANDIS, no i;{ 61*51 residing in West Lampeter twp. ASSIGNED ESTATE OF JACOB a. KAUFFUAN it WIFS. of Manor townshii*, Lancasiter CO. Having Ijy deed of volnntary aaslga- mant, dated the ;ilBt day of OCTOBBR, 18tfl, assigned and tranarerred all their ot'tate and elTocts to tbe under¬ signed, for the beneflt of tba cradltors of said Jacob S. Kauffman, he therefore, hereby gives notice to all persons knowing tfaemselveB indebted to said Aaslgnor, to make payment to the underaigned wltbont delay, and thoae faaving claims against him to prenent them to tha anderslgned. HEa\KT. H. KAUFFMAN, no 13-H*5l Boat Hempfield lwp. ASSIGNED ESTATE OF JAMES PEARSON, of Weat Hemplield township. Having by Ueed of OCTOBEK '.'9th, 1S6). assigned all hia estato to the nndersigned In trust for tbe beneat of creditors, all persons indebted to uaid estate are requested to make immediate payment, and those having claims againat tbe bama will prttsent them lo the undersigBed ¦ West Hempfield twp. abulgoeo, residing in no X3-6t*.'.l JACOB M. ORIDEK. KOTICE. 'yo the heira and legal representatives I of SUSANNA SPOTTS, iate of Carnarvon Township, Lancaster coanty. Pa. dec'd. Ton are hareby notlfled that by Tirturo ofau order of tb^ Vn^.^'ll" ' ?"' '^^ Lancaster County to me 'l'^«'«^-i,"''i^?iV,Vrf.^°"^ tn rfivMa nnrt or Value the Beal satate 01 BaBaDna ^pK daVd on ¦faDKSI.AT the 19th day of DBOBM- BERU61, alio o'clock, A. H., at the pramisaa la Car- natTon Two., Laacaster cooaty, wben and where you may .Ttand if yon IhlnS proper. SHlwFir's OrriCB Li.,, l s. W. P, BOTD, Sheriff. Hot. 21, icoi J ' ' DOT 27 <»•' TBE ESST AND THE CHEAPEST UHION WBITING PAPEE UNION ENVELOPES, At EUAS 8ABX * CO-8, stay l&-tr.S5 Oppoalta tha Court Bona
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VOL. XXXVI.
LANCASTER, PA., WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 18, 186L
NO. 4.
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THE STOCKING.
Uj the flreeide cosily seated,
With 9pectac]eB riding herjiOEe. TUe Uvely old latly is knittins
A wonderfnl pnir of hose. She pities tho shivering aoldier
Who is out in tho pelting storm. And busily plies her needle.';
To keep him henrty and warm. Tier eyes are reading thc embers,
liut her beart is off to tho yrnr. For slic knows what those trnvo foUowF
Arc gallantly Gghting for. Her lingers as well as her fanoy
Are cheering thom ou their way, Who under the good old banner.
Are saving their couutry to-dai*. Slie ponders how in her childhood
Her grandmother used to tell The story of barefoot soldiers
Who fought so long-and well: And the men of the Revolution
Are nearer to her than us, And that, perhaps is tho reason
Why she is toiling thus. She cannot ahoulder a musket,
Xor ride with thc Cavalry crew. But nevertheless she is ready.
To work for tho hoys who do. And yot in oflicial despatches
Tbot cume from tbo army or fleet, Ber foals may have udvcr a notice
Though ever so mighty thc feet! So prithee, proud owner of muscle.
Or purse-proud owner of stocks, Don't sneer at tbe labors of women,
Or smile at her bundle of socks. Her heart may be larger and braver
Tfaan his wbo is tallest ofall: The work ofher hands a-s important
A5 casb tbat buys powder and ball. And thus while her quiet performance
Is thero being recorded in rhyme. The tools in ber tremulous Gngors
Are running a race with Time. Strange tbat four needles cnn furui
A perfect triangular bound— And eqnally strange tbat thoir anCws
Kesult iu perfecting " the round.'' And now wbilo boginning " to narrow."
Sbe tfainks of tbo Maryland mud. And wonders if ever tbe stocking
Will wade to the ankle in blood, Aud now she is ** shaping tho heel."
And now sbe is ready " to hind," And hopes, if the soldier is wounded,
Il never willbe from behind. And now sho is " raising tfae inBtep,"
?row "narrowini; off at the toe," And prays tbat this end oftho wor-^ted
May ever bo turned to tho foe. Sbo " gathers" tho last of tbe stitches,
As it'a new laurel was won. And placing the ball In the basket
Announces the stocking as *' done." Ye men who are lighting our battlea.
Away from the comforts of life. Who thoughtfully muse by your camp-fires.
On sweetheart, or sister, or wife. Just think of faer elders a little,
And pray for the Grandmothers, too. Who, patiently sitting in comer.';,
Are knitting tfao stockings for you.
BUTE TAEMT STOCKINGS.
"Wh&thave yoa there, Katie?" aaked a yoang man in the familiar tone of an intimate acqnaintance, tonchlng, as he spoke, a small bnndle reBling on Hiss Katie's arm.
" Gness." A smile, sweet bat serions, went rippling fot an instant aboat her lips, and thon faded off. lier calm eyes, clear and strong looked steadily into her companion's face.— They had met, casnally, and were standing on the atreet.
"Zepher?" And he pushed his Bugera into the bnndle. " No."
" I give it np." "Bine yara."
"What!" There was a lifting of tho eye¬ brows, and ahalf amnaed expression abont the yonng man's month,
" Blneyam and knitting needles." Katie's voice was firm. She did not shrink from the covert satire that Inrked in hia tone or man' ner. "No!" " Yes."
They gazed ateadily at each other for some moments, and then the yonng man gave way to a brief fit of langhter.
" Bine yam and knitting needles ! Ha! ha ! Soldier's stockings, of coarse."
" Of conrse." There was no smile on Ka¬ tie's faoe, no playfnl light in her eyes, bnt a deepening shadow. The levity shown by her friend was in anch contrariety to the state o^ mind in which she happened to be, that It hurt Instead of amnsing her—hurt, heoanse he was more than a oommon acqaaintance.
From the beginniog of onr tronblea Katie Maxwell's heart had been in them. Uer father was a man of the trne stamp; loyal to bis conntry, clear seeing in regard to the issnes at atake, brave and self sacriBoing. He had dia¬ pensed liberally of his means in the outfit of men for tbe war; and more than this, had given two snn^, yet of tender age, to the de* fense of his country. Katie was living, there¬ fore, in the very atmosphere of patriolism. She drank in wilb every breatb tbe spirit of heroism and self-sacrifice. " Wbat oan I do t" was the question oftenest on her lips ; and when tho call came for onr women to supply stockings for the soldiera in time for the ap¬ proaching wiater campaign, she was among the first of those who responded. It waa only on the morning of thia day that the Quarter- maater-Qeneral's appe.al had gone forth, and already she had supplied herself with bine yam and kuilting-needles.
" I didn't believe you wero anch a little—'i The yonng man had uttered ao much of his reply to Katie's " Of conrae," when sbe lifted her hand with a sudden impulae and aaid, almost atemly, " Take care, George !"
"Take oate! Of what?" He aflected to be still amused.
" Take care how you trifle with thmgs that shoald be held out of tbe region of trifling."
" Soldiers' blue yarn stockings, for Instance 1 Ha 1 ha I"
"Langh Ifyon will, but bear In mind ono thuig." "What"
" That I am in no langhing mood.'' Uer clear atrong eyes rested flrmly in his, with eometbing of rebake in their expression.
"Tnt, tut, Katie, I don't look at me so seri¬ oualy. Bnt, indeed I can't help langhing. Yon knitting blue yam alookmga! Well, it is fnn¬ ny."
'¦ Good.moraing, George." She waa tnming away.
" Good morning, Katie," was answered light¬ ly. " I'll oallarotmd tbls evening to see how the Btookinga are ooming on."
When Katie Maxwell left home sn hour be¬ fon her step waa light and her oonntenanoe glofring with the heait'a enthnalaam. Bnt ahe
snrfaoe of het anioathiy.glldlng thonghta. The oaaae of her ooiuitiy, and the seeda of those who were oSsrlng' their lives in Its defense, were things so fall of sober reality in her re* gard, thatthe light worda of Geotge Maaon bad jarred het feelinga, and not only jarred them, bnt awakened doubts and qnesUonlnga of the most palnfal oharaoter.
Katie MaxweU sat down alone In her own room with hands crossed on her Up and eyea fixed In thonght. She had tosaed tbe small bnndle of yam npon the bed, and laid aside her bonnet and oloak. Now ahe vas looking certaia now questions which had come np tight in the face. Was there in tho heart of George Maaon a trne loyalty to hia country f That waa one of the qneptlona. It had "never presented itself In diatlhot form tintll now.— He waa In good health, atrong, and of manly presence. No imperative oanse held him at home. During the aammer he had viaited Niagara, taken a trip down the St. Lawrenoe, enjoyed the White Mountaina, and in a gene¬ ral way, managed to take a good ahare of pleaa. nre to himself. The stMe of the times never seemed to tronble him. It wonld allcome ont right In the end, he did not hesitate to afflrm I bnt not a hand did he lift in defense of hla oonntry, not a aaorUoe did he make for her safety. And yet he oritlcised ahaxply official aota and army movements, sneered at Generals, and condemned aa weak or venal patriotic men In high plaoes, who were giving not only their noblest efforta bnt their very lives to tbe canse. All this; yet were his handa held baok from the work.
Occasionally these things had pressed them¬ selves on the mind of Katie Maxwell, bnt ahe pnt them aaide aa imwelcome. Now they were before her in stem relief.
" He ia not againat hia conntry. He ia no traitorl He la aound in prinoiple." Snch were the thought-answers given to the ac- casing thoaghts that shaped themselvea In her mind.
" If for hia countiy, why, in this time of peril, does he sit with folded hands ?" was re¬ plied. "Is he afraid to look danger in the face r to endnre anfiering ? If he loved hia conntry, he would, self-forgettlng, spring to her defenae, aa hundreds of thousands of trne- hearted men ars doing!"
Moved by thia strong thonght-atterence, Katie aroae, and stood with her alight form drawn to its fall ereotness, her hands clenched and her eyea flashhig.
" And, not enough that he holda off, like a coward or an ease loving imbecile: he mnat assail with covert sneers the acts of those who would miniater to the wants of men whose brave acts shame him ! Loyal to his oonntry I Is that loyality? Do snoh thinga help or harm! Do frienda hurt and hinder ? Sonnd in prinoiple I I am afraid not. By their frnlts ye shall know them. Where are his fruiu ?"
Katie stood for a little while, quivering under atrong excitement. Then aitting down, ahe crouched aa one whose thonghta were pressing baok npon the mmd like heavy burdens.— There waa a dull sense of pain at her heart. George Mason had been dear to her. Bat the shadow ofa cloud had fallen npon the beanty of her idol. It had been gathering like a thin, almost viewiesa vapor for aome time past; and now compacting Itself almost In an instant, it was dark enongh to hide the sunlight.
Gradually the brave, trne hearted girl—for she waa brave and trae-hearted—rose into the serener atmosphere from whicb she had fallen. The pain left her heart, thongh a pressure as of a weight lay still on her bosom. The smile that played about her lip as ahe Joined the fam- ilyoirole, not longafterward, waa more fleeting tban usual; but no one remarked the soberer cast of her countenance as It died away. Her skein of blue yam was speedily wonnd into a ball, the requisite nnmber of stitches cast on ber needles, and thon away went her bnsy fingers—not busier tban hor thonghta.
" What's the matter, Katie ?'' The nnusnal silence of her danghter had attracted Mrs. Max¬ well's attention.and she had been, unnoted by Katie, examining her face. The maiden atart¬ ed at the qneation, and colored just a little as she glanced np at her mother. "Yon look aober"
" Do I ?" Katie forced herself to smile. " Yes."
"Perhaps I feel so." Then, after a panse, she added, " I don't think this kind of work very favorable to high apirits. I ean't help thinking of Frank and Willy. Poor boys f Are they not soldiers!"
"Dear, brave boya 1" aaid the mother, with feeling. "Yes, they are soldiera—trne soldiers, I trust."
"But what a ohange for them, mother' Home life and oamp life—oould any thing be more different ?"
" Life's highest enjoyment Is in the miud, Katie. They are do'mg their duly, and that consclotisneas will more than compensate for loss of ease and bodily oomfort. How obeer¬ fally and bravely they write home to ua 1 Ko complaininga—no Woking baok—no coward fears ? What a'lhrill wa\t ovor me as I oame to the closing words of Willy's last letter: ' For God and my conntry fitet; and next for you, my darilng mother!" And the worda thrill me over and over again, aa I tbink of them, with a new and deep emotion."
Katie turned her face a little farther away from her mother, and bent a little lower over her kiiitting. Often had the contrast between the spirit of her brothers—boys still—and that of George Mason presented Itself; now it stood ont before her in sharp ralisf. As she aat, working In silence—for she did not respond to her mothers last remark—her thonght went baok in review. She conned over well.remem- bsred sentiments which Maaon had uttered In ber presence, and saw in them a Inkewarm- ness, if not a downright Indifference to the great issnes at stake, felt be fore—^nowperceiv ed distinctly. Her father talked of scarcely any thiug bnt the slate of the eountry; George fonnd many themes of interest outside of this abaorblng qnestion, and when be did converse on matters of pnblic concern it was so little of earnestness and comprehensive Intelligence that she always exparienced a fueling of dis¬ satisfaction.
Tbe light tone of ridicule wilh which he bad treated Katie's declaration that sbe waa going to knit stockings for the soldiers hart her at tbe time, forher mind was ina glow of eamest enthnsiasm, and the pain that followed quick¬ ened all her perceptions. The Incident pushed young Mason back from the very uear position in which he had for some time stood, and gave Katie an opportunity to look at him with less embarrasament and a mors discriminating in¬ apeclion. Before, there bad been a strong sphere of attraction when ahe thought of him ; now ahe was sensible of a counteracting re¬ pulsion. Language tbat aeemed to mean little when apoken, remembered now, bad marked significance.
It waa observed by both Mr. and Mrs. Max. well that Katie was anaanally absent-minded at tea-time. Mr. Maxwell talked about national affairs, as was his cnatom, and Katie listened attentively, as was her wont. Among other thiugs, he said:
"In love of country—whioh involvea an nn- selflsh regard for the good of all in the coantry
every virtue Is inolnded. The man who ia not a tme patriot cannot be a good citizsn nor a trae Cbrislian ; for love of country is that vessel In the natnral mind down into which flows a love of God'a kingdom; and he who lovea and seeks to eaUblleh tbat which Is high¬ est as God'a nniveraal kingdom In the earth, helps to estabUah all tbat is loweat. In timea like these, when our national exiatence ia threatened by a force of giaut magnltnde and intenae pnrpoae—when all that we hold dear as a people i| thrasted with destraotion—there mnat be, in any mtii who oan look on qaietly and take his ease; who oui be lokewirm, ot
put even straws aa hihdranoeB tn the way of any patriotio end, however humbly exhibited, a leaven of selfiahneas so vital with Its own mean life tbat It will pervade the whole char¬ acter, and give.Ita qnality to every aotion. I hold snch men—and they are all aronndHe¬ at a diatance. I mark them as bom of base elements. I do not mean to trust them in the future. If I were a maiden, and had a lover, audit that lover wete not fot his oountiy— outspoken and oulaoting, fnll of ardor and among the flrat to spring to her defense-1 would tum from him. The man who is not trae to his'cohnlry—and the Indifferent are not tme—will be falae to all other obligationa in the hour of trial. Traat no man who ia not ready, in thia boat, to ita utmoat."
Katie liatened, aud her eoul waa fired. She drank in fully of her father's spirit. That evening, aa ahe sat knitting alone In the par¬ lor, ahe heard the bell ring, ahd knew by the sonnd whose hand had pnlled the wire. Her fingers grew unsteady, and ahe began to drop Btltchea. So she let the stocking apon which she waa at work fall Into her lap. She aat very atill now, her heart beating strongly. The heavy tread of Qeorge Maaon waa hi the hall. Then the door opened, and the yonng man entered. Sbe did not rise. In fact, ao atrong waa her Inward diaturhance that ahe felt the necessity for remaining aa externally quiet as posaible, in order to keep from betrayhig her actual atate of mind.
"Good-evening," said Mason, almost gayly, aa he atepped into the room. Then panaing anddenly, and llfllng both hauds in mock snr. prise, he exolaimed,
" Blue yarn and soldiers' stockings I Oh, Katie Maxwell !"
Katie did not move nor reply. Her heart was fiuttering when he came In, bnt In au in¬ atant It regained an ,even beat. There waa more in hia tonea even than iu hia words.- The clear atrong eyes were on his faoe.
" Ha t ha I" he langhed, gayly, now advanc¬ ing until he had come within a few feet of the maiden. Then ahe rose and moved back a pace or two, with a strange, cold dignity o* manner that surprised her visitor.
"Whata good actress you wonld make!" he said still apeaking lightly, for he did not think her in earneat. " A Goddeaa of liberty I Here la my oane; raise your stocking, and the representation will be perfect." "I am not acting, George.,' She spoke with an air of severity that sober¬ ed him.
" You are not ?"
"No; I cautioned you this morning about trifling with things which ehonld be held out ofthe region of trifling," she answered steadily. "Ifyou are not anffloieutly Inaplred with love of country to lift an arm in her defenae, don'tj I pray yon, hinder, with light words even the feeble servioe that a weak woman's hands may render. I am not a man, and oannot, there¬ fore, fight for liberty and good govemment; bnt what I am able to do I am doing from a state of mind that is hurt by levity. I am in earnest; if you are not, it is time that yon looked down Into your heart and made aome effort to understand ita springs of aotion. Yon are of man'a estate, you are In good health, you are not trammeled by any legal or social hinderencea. Wby, then, are you not In the field, George Mason ? I bave asked myaelf a hundred limes since moming thia qnestion, and cau reach no aatisfactory answer ?"
Katie Maxwell stood before the yonng man like one inspired, ber eyes flashing, her face in a glow, her lipa firmly SQt but arched, her slender form drawn up to ila fall height, al¬ moat imperiously.
"In tbe field!" besaid, Iu astonishment, and not withont confasion of manner.
" Yes in the field! In arms foryonr coun¬ try!"
He abrngged his ahouldera with an affeoted iudlfl'erence that waa mingled witb aomelblog of oontempt, aaying blindly—for he did not give himaelf time to reflect—
"I've no particnlar fanoy for salt pork, hard taok, and Minie bullets."
" Nor I for cowards!" exolaimed Katie, borne away by her feelings ; and she pointed stemly to the door.
The young man went out. As he shut the door she aunk into the ohair from which ahe had arisen, weak and quivering. The blue yarn stocking did not grow uuder her hand that night; but ber fingers -moved with un¬ wearied diligence throngh all the next .day, and a soldier's sock, thick, aud aoft, and warm waa laid beside her father's plate when he came to the evening meal. Tery sweel to her were the approving sentences that fell from bis lips, and they had balm in them for the pain whioh had wronght at her heart for many honrs.
Only a day or two the pain lasted. Then it died ont; and even aa it died there were whis¬ pers on the air touching George Maaon that, as they oame to her ears, impelled her to aay, "ThankGod that he is nothing to me ?"
THE WIFE OE BTIHYAN IN SWAN CHAUBEB.
THE
The name ot Bunyan is immortal. Hia charaoter and writings will travel down throngh all coming ages, and be read till tbe end of time. The historic scenes and events of bia life are evor memorable. They are atamped with the impress of an abiding interest. Hia twelve years' unjust imprisonment, and the efforts for hia release by his devoted and heroic wife, will be held in perpetual remem¬ brance.
One of the'plates,beanlifully engraved. In the Jan. number of the Eclectio Magazine, illua- tratea a touching scene in the life of Bunyan. He was In prison. His family were In want, and needed a father's care, protection; and sympathy. Aa a means of obtaining hia release from priaon. Banyan wrote several petitions. His wife had, by his >lireotion, oarried one petition lo the Honse ol Lords, and failed of her object. Sbe was direcled to apply lo the Assize Conrt. She bad applied twice to tbe jndges of tbat high tribunal, and waa denied ber pelilion and repulsed. Lord Chief-Jualice Hale, an eminently kind-hearted and Christian man, pitied her case and seem¬ ed strongly inolined to grant her request. Bnt tbe other jndges, nnpltylngand.crnel, objected and overuled the decision against her petition each time.
The scene in the plate is intended to show the heroic wife of Banyan aa ahe appeared the third time before the Assize Court. The audi¬ ence chamber is filled to overflowing. Judge Hale, in bia robes magisterial, sits In silent dignity lo receive peiitions, and hear the pleadings of tbe petitioners. The Swan Cham¬ ber is crowed—^jodge, justices, and gentry are preaent. There is a pause in tbe business of the assizes. A woman clad in a coarse black dreaa, with a while cap shading her pale, sad face, rises from the crowd at the baok of the room, and passes up tbe aiale with dignifled and modeat step. Unfalteringly she walked tbe crowded courts until she stood before the judge and the justices, as ahe is represented In the plate in the altitude and act of speaking. Directing herself to Lord Chief-Juatice Halei ahe said:
" My lord, I make bold to come again to yonr lordship lo know what may be done with my hnaband."
All eyes wete fixed npou her as she spoke, and eager eara bent forward from every partof that large audience to oatch her words. There she stood, a poor, frail woman, pleading befois the assembled dignity of the realm fot the life of herbnsband. Was oversight more sublime —was ever a scene more touching ?
The Judge tnmed upon her. He hesitated, theu answered In a tone of mingled confusion aud deoision:
"Woman, Itold thee before I oonld do thee no good. They have taken for a eonviclioti what thy hasband apoke at the Seaaions, and, nnlesa there he aomethlng done to undo that, I can do thee no good," Heat het sa ahe lepUes: "Hy lotd, he la unlav/ully kept to prison;
they clapped hhn bi priaon befare thete were any ;ptoolamaUona sgabut the meetinga. The Indlotment slao Is false. Besides; ihey nevet asked him whether he wss gnilty ot ho.— Neither did he oonfeaa the hidictment."
"Ha was Uwfnlly oonvlotod, womw," in¬ terfered one of the jadges, chafing at het worda.
She tamed a look npon him. He wsa one whom ahe did not know. Addreasing Jndge Hale, she replied, with the tme oontsge of a noble aonl:
«My lord, it la falae 1 For when they Said to him,' Do yon oonfeaa the Indictment f' he aaid only thia, that he bad been at several meetinga, both where there was preaching the Word and prayer, and that they had God'a preaence among them."
" What, woman, do yon think we oan do as we liat," biterfered Judge Twiadon, In a load, angry tone, looking npon her with all the ven¬ geance of hia mean natnre. " Tour hnaband is a breaker of the peace, and ia convicted hy the law."
" Bring the ststntebook," demanded .Tndge Hale, "and we will aee fot oniselves."
" He was not lawfully convicted, my lord," aald the biava woman ss she looked npon Jndge Twiadon.
"He wsa Uwfnlly convicted," interrapted Judge Cheater, raving with madneaa that his aot (hla waa one of the five ted lettet namea that aont Bunyan to priaon) and hia word shotild be oalled in qnestion.
"It is falae," Bhe aaldoalmly; "Hwaabnt a word of dlsoooiae that they took for a con¬ viction."
" It Is recorded, woman; it la recorded, I tell yon," vociferated Cheater, aa if he wonld ailenoe het by the powet of his voice, if ha could not by argnment.
" It ia false if it ia," and ahe looked him un¬ flinchingly in the faoe.
¦ He ia convicted and it is recorded," repeat¬ ed Cheater. " What more do yon want ?"
My lord," said the fearless wife to Judge Hale, " I was a little while shice st London to see If I could get my hnsband's liberty, aud there I spoke with my Lord Barkwood, one of the House of Lords, to whom I delivered a pe¬ tition, who took it of me and presented it to aome of the teat of tho Hoaae of Xotda, fot my husband's relesaement, who, when they had seen it, they aaid thst Ilia', oonld not reletue him, hat committed hia releaaement to the jadges at the next assizes. Thla he told me, and now I am come to yon to aee if anything can be done in this baahiess, and j^ou give neither releaaement not relief." The Jndge made no anawer. " He is convioted and it is leoorded," reite¬ rated the infuriated Chester.
"Ifit be, itls false," repeated the heroic woman.
" He is Apettilentlellow, my lord. Thete is not suoh a fellow In the oountry," exclaims Chester, tnmbig to Jndge Hale.
" Wfll yont husbsed leave off pleaching, woman ? If he will do so, aend fot him, and let him answet here for himself," spake out Jndge Twisdon, almost aa muoh exasperated aa waa Cheater.
" Jly lord," the Christian woman said, "my husband dares not leave preaching as long as he can speak."
"See here, seo here," vociferates Twiadon, rising from his seal, and striking tbe bench wilh bis clenched fist, " wby ahould wa talk any more abont auch a fellow ? Must be do what he lists i He is a breaker of the peace." The brave woman noticed him not. Keep. Ing her eyea steadily flxed npon .Tndge Hale, ehe aaid:
" My huabaud desires to live peaceably and to follow hia oalling, that hia family may be maintained. Moreover, my lord, I have fonr amall childreu that cannot help themselvea, and one of them is blind, and we have uothing to live upon but the charily ofgood people." The eyes of the .Indge bent in pity upon her.
" Haat thon four children ?" he said, kindly. " Thon art bnt a yonng woman to have four cbildren."
" I am bnt mother-in-law to them, my lord, not having been matried to him yet two fnll years."
" j?/as.' poor reoman," said the kind .Tudge, as she finished her touching slory.
" You make poverty yonr oloak, woman,'' broke in Twisden, " and I hear yonr hnsband Is better maintained by running up and down a-preaching than by followiug his calling."
"What is his calUng?" asked Jndge Hale of her.
"A tinker, my lord, a tinker," answered some one standuig by.
" Yes, my lotd, aud because he is a tinker and a poor man, he his despised and caunot have juatice."
" Sinoe it is thns, my poor woman," said the Jndge, mildly, " that they have taken what tby husband spake fot conviction, thon must eithet apply thyself to the King, or sue out hia pardon, or get a writ of error."
At the motion of a writ of error, Chester chafed, and was highly offended, and ex- clauned:
"This man wUl preach, my lord, and do what he pleases."
" He preaohea nothmg but the Word ot God,'' fearieasly spoke out the trae wife.
"He preach the word of Qodl" repeated Twisdon, with a aneer, tnming toward her aa 11 he wonld have atrack het; " he tuns up and down the conntry and does harm "
" Do not mmd her, Judge, send her away,'' exolaimed Twiadon, aeeing that he could not intimidate her.
" I am aorry, my poor woman, that I can do thee no good," said Judge Hale compassion¬ ately. " Thou mnst do one of these three things aforesaid, namely apply thyself to tho King, or sue out his pardon, ot get a writ of error; but a writ of error wiU be the oheap¬ est."
So, when I departed from them, the book of statutes waa brought, but what they said of it I know nothing at all, neither did I hear any further from tbem.
inJES IN ATTlilMH.
The meUow Hummer haatea away.
Soon will ita joys bo past; Tho jmUIng hours havo iiuiokly fled,
Ita suDshine cannol Isat. And Antamn now looms oV the plain,
Tho leaves are alngcd and aere; The Dolphin hues are on lho woods,
And mark the waning year. Tho loaves are fnUing, one by one,
'Til aad to aeo lhem go, Tho sport of rulbVoBB winds, but ao
My frienda departed too. All is snob fleeting, fickle change.
My heart ofl tama away. And aaka, ia there no better land
Where frienda togetber atay ? Some brighter clime where love dies not,
And trutb be donbted never; When friendB can meet and part no more,
But love, and love forever ? Ob ! yea, tbere ia, there mnat bo suoh,
A real, a bUBS, in heaven; For wbiob tbe pUgrim bears the croaa,
Unta the crown be given.
S.
[From the Hiatorical Magazine.]
CUEIOffS EPITAPHS.
I enclose for pablication several verbatim epitaphs and monumental inacriptlona whioh I have colieoted within a few years.
Yoora, &o., b. t.
Sleep on, sleep on my love Sleep on my love for you are my turtlo dove My dear wife & children dont yon moum for me Heaven is my throne & earlh ia my footatool.
nnhdau, a: r.
When you my friends are paaaing by And thifl inform yon whero I lio Remember you e're long most havo Like me a mansion in tbo grave
Alao 3 infanta, 2 aona Sc a danghter.
PUfJielJ, Ma,.. Ab lyes till ahe wbo once Uke you Did stand suob monument to view But soon with mo you here must be And olbers Bland & read of the. Age 21.
Sxilland, Vl. While Chryatal dews impeari tho lawn A Tear aball drop o'er Betsey's um.
mddUhunj, Yt.
MR
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SCOTI
DYED oN OOr To
3 1737 AOEd
27 YEAR oF
MR KINGS
TOWN
WILm Scot SOS
Avihent, 3faas.
Here lies ye Body of
Mrs fllizabeth Lee
tbe Relict of CaPt
Stephen Lee Deod
Who Served Id ye office
ofa Midwifes Teara
UnUIl She was BOly
Yeara of Age &. Deed
May .ve 2nd 1760 In ye 91st Tear of her Age.
Xew Hrttttin, Cl.
Poor Elizabeth only 19.
IttirlintjIoH Oy.t.'ii, .V. 1'. Kow I nm old, & out of Mind Upon this atone, My namo yo'ull find And when my name, you plainly aeo Tou can no leas, than think of mo.
A'.'ir Jirilttiii, Cl. Dear friends we regret lhat ¦ we cannot frequent the spot Where this lov'ly form Wea lhat will never be forgot.
Cforeriietir, A'. J".
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74
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Angelu.
T here bid yo emly
World adieu
Mv deareat frlenda
.t 30 must you. j i'ot»/i-et, Ct.
I by thia denotes MortuUte j Ilion be prepared to follow lne. i " Po«i/iel, Cl.
': Here
Laya the Bodey ot the
deceased maritt
Imrbara brown Wife ot
¦Tohn brown Sbe waa
born the IGlb day of
November ]T5rt
and died tbe 6tb day ot
1 .Tanuary 1317
her ago Amound to Of. years
' 1 month 21 da.vs Lived
in mariage 47 yeara (J
month 19 days.
-Vc(p ./i;r«c(/. Moy all Mankind put off bypoericy A Super.<>tillon & put on a new ooat of Philosophy lined with tlie laws of XaUiro.
Uni Deo confidco.
Xaiifjatitcl.; Cl.
Oh dear aon your aweet lips wo bave often kissed. Likewise your dear handa we bavo many time.-i
pressed. Your form that wo loved ia now wasting away Oh that wc could in your boaom lie.
Cu,ii,le},, X. r. Molly tbo' pleasant in her day Was auddenly seized and sent away How soon she's ripe, how aoon abe'a rolton. Laid in the grave, and aoon forgotton.
Mnihrd, Cl. Sly body is not to bo found by thia atone For God hath decreed it a watery tomb But since it ia the lot of nU mon to dio II ia my sad fate in tbe ocean to lie. Capt. Jamoa Paine 1316 Deo 14 Ago .'52. Old Sekonh, }faM.
SOME ANECDOTES.
SPECIUENB OF SCOTCH AHD IBISH EVUOB.
The last number of the North Briiith Re¬ view, taking for Ita text the Scottiah Bemlnis- cenoes ot Dean-Ramsay andDr. Charles Rog¬ ers, puts togeiher a nnmber of anecdotea, curiously illustrative of the humor of the Scotoh and Irish racea. Some of these stories are old, bnt many of them ate new and good. We cull a few specimens.
The North British, however, first defines the difference between Scotch and Irish hnmor, thns:
" Whether it is tbe faot, that onr country¬ men are deficient in hnmor, while Engliabmen excel In hnmor, may admit of doubt. We are by no meaus prepared to acknowledge that tbe tact is so, notwithstanding the higb an¬ thorily of Sydney Smith, who was himself a man of hnmor, rich and tare. Bnt of this we are satisfied, that the attempts to explain aud acconnt for the deficiency aaanmed aa a fact, have totally failed. No satiafaclory or even InteUigible reason has yet been suggested why Scotsmen ahould be inferior In humor to Bn- gliahmen. Such an explanation as, that the Scottish people are poorer than the BngUsh, oannot bo reasonably acoepted. Bichea do not create or even atimulale hnmor. The Iriah peasantry are poorest of all; yet we are dis¬ posed to think, that in gennine humor, wbether of the mirthfnl or the satirical order, they are superior to bolh EngUah and Scotoh. An Irishman is nol, as la often aapposed, a mere blunderer Inlo Inn. No man can seek occasiona for humor. But when ocoasion cornea, the poor Irishman Is prompt and ready. There are aome Irish anecdotea, the point and pith of which are generally aupposed to be a blunder |
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