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and “the corporal with four men conduct ed the captives to the water, while the sergeant and the remainder of his force, having made them ground their arms, brought up tho rear. The prisoners threw themselves on the sand—the wo man and her child near its father. Little did any of them dream that deliverance was at hand. The child fell asleep on its mother’s lap. Two of the armed men kept guard, but we may suppose with little caution. * * Two others ap proached the spring in order to bring water to the prisoners. Resting their muskets against a tree they proceeded to fill their canteens. At this moment Jas per gave the signal to his comrade. In an instant the muskets were in their hands. In another they had shot down the two soldiers upon duty ; then club bing their weapons they rushed out upon their astonished enemy, and felling their first opponents each at a blow, they suc ceeded in obtaining possession of the loaded muskets. This decided the con flict, which was over in a few minutes. The surviving guard yielded themselves to mercy before tho presented weapons. Such an achievement could only be suc cessful from its audacity and the opera tion of circumstances. The very prox imity of Savannah increased the chances of success. But for this the guard would have used greater precautions. None were taken. The prompt valor, the cool calculation of the instant were the essen tial elements which secured success. The work of our young heroes was not done imperfectly —the prisoners were quickly released, the arms of the captured British put into their hands, and, hurrying away from a spot which they had crowned with a local celebrity not soon to be forgotten, they crossed the Savannah in safety with their friends and foes.’ * The brave Jasper was killed in October of the same year during the attack on Savannah, in a gallant effort to secure and gave the Regimental Colors which had been presented to Col. Moultrie by Mrs. Elliott, of South Carolina. The distin guished Count Pulaski fell at the same time, and many other brave and gallant men were slain in this most disastrous fight, but “none fell more universally lamented than the heroic Jasper. ♦Simms’Life of Marion, pages 84 and 85, BSsT The effect of wind blowing against a square chimney is twice as great as against a circular chimney of the same dimensions. +«+ —- —— B&jT If a pair of spectacles could speak, what celebrated ancient historian would they name? Eusebius (you-see-by-us.) BURKE’S WEEKLY. Good Mooly Cow. Come, supper is ready ; Come, boys and girls, now, For here is fresh milk From the good mooly cow. Have done with your fife And your row-de-dow-dow, And take this good milk From the good mooly cow. Whoever is fretting Must clear up his brow, Or he’ll have no milk From the good mooly cow. And here is Miss Pussy, She means by “mee-ow” Give me, too, some milk From the good mooly cow. When children are hungry, 0, who can tell how They love the fresh milk From the good mooly cow. So, when you meet Mooly, Please say, with a bow, “ Thank you for your milk, Mrs. Good Mooly Cow.” —.— The Try Company. GSp ITTLE GEORGE sat in mW bis usual morning seat, on the last step of the front piazza, one fair summer pIV morning, not very long ifir? S^ICC - He was not studying, as fm lie should have been, but gnawing the corners of the cover of his y ' arithmetic, and scrawling idly on the slate. And he kept grumbling and muttering to himself, knitting his brows, and kicking his heels spitefully against the gravel walk, as I have seen a certain little hoy do before now when he was in a bad humor. Presently, George’s uncle came briskly down the steps, and stopped to speak to him, while he was drawing on his gloves. “Ah ! George, what’s the matter ? You don’t look as bright as usual this fine morning,” “ Weil, uncle, I have the hardest kind of a sum to do ; and I have to get it right against the time school commences this morning.” “ Indeed ! Well, I hope you arc going to do it like a brave little man, as you are.” “ No, sir, I can't.” “You can't!" said Mr. Cleveland, imi tating his whining, drawling manner. “ You c-aai-'t! Why, if I were you I’d be ashamed to own there was such a word as can't in my vocabulary. Can’t is a lazy, good-for-nothing, doleful sort of a fellow. lie never gets along in the world. Can t does’nt do more than one thing in ten that he undertakes, and that is gen erally done about half way.” “ Oh, uncle!” says George, laughing in spite of himself at his uncle’s comical manner. “ Why don’t you say, l I will V Will is a bright, brisk, energetic, independent little body. He always minds his own business, and doesn’t get into trouble for looking after other people’s. Will always has things fair and square. Why, George ! you don’t know how wonderfully a firm, manly l Iwill!' helps a desponding heart. Let me see the ‘ hardest kind of a sum.’ ” George handed him the book with a brightening face. ‘•No, sir, I am not going to help you; because a little patient effort is all that is needed here. You have full an hour be fore the school commences. Now listen to me. Hid you ever hear of the Try Company?" “No, sir.” “ I’ll tell you, *tis a glorious privilege to belong to that company. It is composed of all the brave, daring, good, great, and noble men that ever lived. And yet even a little boy like yourself will be taken in if he proves himself worthy.” “Uncle, what can I do?” “ You can try. The terms on which members can obtain admittance to this company are as follows : “ First, Never to say ‘lean t.' “Secondly, To adopt as their motto, 1 1 will try.’ “Thirdly, Never to give a thing up until they have devoted time, patience, and perseverance to its fulfilment, and are satisfied that there is no reasonable way of accomplishing it. M ill your ‘ hardest kind of a sum’ bear the test ?” George hung his head. “You want to be a member of the Try Company? Well,.then, begin to-day. Sit down patiently to work your task. If when we meet at dinner, you can tell mo you have conquered, why —I shall bo proud to make the acquaintance of anew member of the Try Company. When they met at the dinner table, George held out his hand with a proud smile, and said : “Uncle, I have conquered. I belong to the Try Company.'' Little boy, don’t you want to be a mem ber of the Try Company ? 7