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VOL. SANDERSVJLLE, GEORGIA, NOVEMBER 21, 1873. NO. 21. |. 1[ MilDLOCK. JETHRO AltLINE. K. L. RODGERS. I* v Arlinc & K»dgcrs. XKr. IIebald is published in Sandersviile, gj ovi-ry Friday morning. Subscription x\VO DOliLAUS per annum. : llrertisaments inserted at the usual rates. \ i charge lor publishing marriages or Uuths- POETRY. FOR THE HERALD. The Panic. Each talks to his n vighbor Ot the financial crash, And all want to know The cause of the smash. The long-faced fellows, With wits at end, Declare they don’t see, On what to depend. That the country—in ruins, “Is gone no a spout,’ - Like a ship in a storm, With her keel blown out. Th it she’s driven —a wreck! By unmerciful winds, And destined to perish! U’er-laden with sins. No help for the crew, Who by panic are driven, In the wildest despair, Without hope of a haven. They mangle each other, And quarrel, and fret, For money unpaid—, For all are in debt, Except the shrewd shy-locks, Wiiose pockets they stufi’, And keep up the quarrel, Till they cry—Enough ! Enough ! is not heard, ’Mid the rage of combats, ’Till all are used up, Dike the kill-ken ny-cats. And now all the fights, And the quarrels are o’er, And we hear of crashes And panics, no more. A new era succeeds, Whose race, with more wit, Shuns wild speculation, And keeps out of debt. Thus ends the panic—, The people grow wiser, By bitter experience—, Their surest adviser. Now lioro ends our canto— The best that we can, On the direst of panics, That e’er visited man. SELECT MISCELLANY. NIGHT AND MORNING. BY CLARA AUGUSTA. It was a wild, windy night, and lie iigiit snow tided the air with line, fitting particles. A night when a ood tire ami the society of friends ecomes vitally essential to a man’s omfort and happiness. j Margaret Edgarton arose from i er seat by the scanty tire, and, open- : ig cue door, looked out upon the igiit. She stood a moment, then j icli a shudder closed the door, and ; attuned to her husbad’s side. ‘ God pity those who are exposed i the storm tiiis niglit!” she said, irvently. \ ‘"Amen!” responded her husband, ; l a deep, solemn voice. “Though -e are very, very poor, Margaret; tiougU on to-morrow we are to be arust from our home; though we ave only a solitary crust for our; reakfast—yet will I thank God that j e has given us a shelter to-night! .’here are many even poorer than ; re.” The man raised his dark, serious yes devoutly upward, and the fair, outhful head, of his pale wife lean- d down to his shoulder. “Yes, William, God is very good, •at I tremble to thiuk of the future, ’he rent due, our stay here only an ,ct of mercy on our landlord s part —oh, Willie!” Tne feeble voice broke down in ears. ‘Take no thought for the morrow, ; vliat ye shall eat or what ye shall Iriuk”—it is God’s word, Margaret. I it hadn’t been for misfortune,”.j tnd he glanced at the mutilated and laudaged arm which hung powerless it iiis side—“we might'have been en uring the fruits and comforts of my abor; but it is all for the best I sup pose.” There was a short silence in the :oom, which was interrupted by a ap at the door. “Who can be out on such a night?” ml Mrs. Edgarton started up hasti ly to admit the visitor. Ho was an old, weather-beaten man, of some three score years, shab bily dressed and carrying in his hand a lean, meagre bundle. In reply to her kind invitation, he followed Mrs. Edgarton into the house, and took a seat by the smouldering fire. After a few commonplace remarks, the stranger said: “It’s a rough night, friends, and the travelling; is none the best—can you let me stay all night here ? Tne man at the shop, back a-piece, tells me that it is a good four miles to the village.” Mr. Edgarton looked at his wife, and in her sympathizing face read her consent. “Yes, my good man,” he replied, immediately, “you can.stay if you will; but I’m afraid j-on will fiud our ac commodations none of the best. We are very poor and destitute, but such as we have we offer you freely. yes- ter-night! Food cannot begot now- a-days without monev.” The eyes of Mrs. Edgarton filled with tears as she thought of the quarter loaf of bread—their earthly all—which she had reserved for breakfast. “God will take care of us,” she said, thoughtfully, and rising she placed the scanty store upon the ta ble. The stranger ate the bread with out comment, and when he had fin ished, he seemed wounderfully in vigorated, and conversed quite in telligently with Mr. Edgarton. “You have a bad arm there, sir; may I ask how it happened ?” “Certainly; an unlucky fall from a high building has crippled me for life.” “Y ou were at work on the building? a mechanic, eh?” “A brick-layer; the staging on the new brick warehouse at L gave way, and I was precipitated some twenty feet.” “The warehouse of Mr. Morgan?” “The same, sir. It was a sad ac cident for me, but I have tried hard to be reconciled.” “Weil, well, this is a hard life; hard for us all! I guess if I’m to stay with you to-night, I may as weli re tire- It’s getting toward eleven.” The poor but clean bed appro priated to the stranger guest, was made more comfortable by addition al clothing taken from the conch of the poor couple, and the man, in ap parent thankfulness, bid them good night, and retired. They, too, leaning on the everlast ing arm, took no thought of morrow, though it was to see them houseless and without food. Verily, that faith which can thus sustain the soul in the most trying moments, is no delu sion. Morning came and to the unlimit ed surprise of Mr. and Mrs. Edgar-, ton their guest was missing! Gone, and when or how, they could not im agine, but gone he certainly was. They wondered over the circumstan ces, but in the trouble and anxiety of their utter destitution, the stranger man was soon dismissed from their thoughts, to make room for their own immediate affairs. Ten o’clock was the time given them by the landlord for removal, and with heavy hearts they* prepar ed to go forth. Through the kind ness of a neighbor they had been al lowed the use of an out-building for the storage of their little furniture, and a room in his house until Mr. Edgarton’s health should be suffi ciently re-established to admit of his performing some light labor. Nine o’clock pealed from the bell on the neighboring church tower— but one short hour of home-life re mained for them! Fifteen minutes later, there came a quick, imperative knock at the door of Mr. Edgarton’s house. Margaret sprang to open it, and a well-dressed man put a large packet into her hand, and turned hastily away. The package address ed in a bold masculine hand—Mr. William Edgarton. William tore it open, and there dropped out two papers, one being an official, and the other a private seal. He examined the former, and found it to be a deed, conveying to him and his heirs a certain piece of property situated on Broad Street— a large and handsome house there on, and all its appurtenances. Transfixed with surprise, he broke the seal of the letter, and a five hun dred dollar note met his eye, ac companied by these brief words: •‘Last night you freely gave your all to a poor and destitute wayfarer, who now begs you to accept the ac companying deed and money, in re ward for your noble kindness. A carriage will come immediately, to take you to your new residence, and when you are fairly established there, your friend, the writer of this, will do himself the honor of calling upon you. Respectfully yours, “Howard Morgan.” William Edgarton looked at his wife, as he finished reading, and both burst into tears. Well did they know the name of Howard Morgan— it was that of one of the wealthiest men in the city; the upright and highminded, but singularly eccentric old bachelor, Judge Morgan. It was in his employ that William Edgar ton had received the serious iujury which had disabled his left arm for life, yet, strange to say, he had nev er seen the rich man, his business being transacted principally by an agent. He had now no doubt that ! his visitor of the previous night was ! none other than Mr. Morgan. | True to the promise contained in 1 the letter, a carriage came for the Edgartons, aud without hesitation they entered, and were driven to their handsome and pleasantly situ ate 1 house. They found it prepar ed for immediate oceupaocv—even to the burning of the plentiful fires and the smoking breakfast upon the table. They had scarcely had time to ad mire the rich taste which had furn ished the spacious rooms, when a riug at the door announced a visitor. It was the old wayfarer of the night before. He received all the grateful thanks the bewildered Edgertons tried to make to him, and taking a seat up on the sofa, he drew them down on each side of him. He was well dress ed now, and Mrs. Edgarton wonder ed that she had not noticed the ex treme kindliness of his countenance on the preceding evening. “My good friends,” he said, taking a hand of each, “I’ll begin to explain a little of this mystery. I had heard of the misfortune of one of my work men, through my agent, and that his family were in distressed circumstan ces. Before I could trust myself to do anything for you, I wished to as certain the true state of affairs, and last night’s experience satisfied me. Wlieu I find charity and true good ness, anywhere, I am determined that they shall be rewarded even in this world. And now, Mr. Edgarton. I am in want of an ove: seer in my wholesale store on Leipsic Street, and I propose the situation to yon whenever you shall be able to en dure the fatigue. The salary is two thousand dollars a year, and I guess your pretty wife can manage affairs comfortably on that, eh, Mrs. Ed gartou?” and the old man cast a good-humored look into her tear- wet face. That was a happy day for Mr. and Mrs. Edgarton. Ii was also a hap py day for the charitable Mr. Mor gan and no doubt the augel who re cords the good deeds of man, wrote many a shining line against his name that day. William Edgarton assumed the post of overseer in his patrons es tablishment, and faithfully were his duties discharged, and more than satisfied was his employer. Mrs. Edgarton grew to be the mer riest, blithest little woman to be found on Broad Street. Mr. Mor gan spends many a delightful even ing at their house, holding their bright-eyed little Howard on his knee, and telling him pleasant stories of the great and good. Blessed be charity!” Wliat a Lightning Stroke Revealed. -in lxuio paper tells a very strange and startling story of the ieveraumi made by a stroke of lightning a few days since. The stroke, it seems, prostrated a splendid grove of oaks in the Miami Valley. Among them was one which was rent asunder from top to bottom, and according to the narrator, the fragments, in fal ling apart, disgorged a gaunt skele ton, yellow with age which instantly fell to pieces and was scattered sev eral feet over the surrounding pas turage. With the remains was also found a few bottles of ancient pat tern and a leather pocket book, in good state of preservation. The pocket book told the sad and tragic story of the disentombed skeleton. It contained papers which were brown and discolored, and covered with.rude pencilings, scarcely legi ble, but enough could be deciphered to show that they had been written by a soldier in the revolutionary ar my—a man iu fact, who had been an aid and companion to General Washington. His name was Roger Vauderburg, and he held the rank of captain. After participating in the priva tions of Valley Forge, aud the re treat across the Jerseys, and serving a brief time at West Point, lie march ed with St. Clair against the North western Indians. On November 3, 1791, lie was wounded and captured by the red skins. He subsequently escaped, however, and being hard pressed by his savage foes, lie took refuge in this oak tree. The hollow afforded a convenient retreat, and he allowed himself to drop into it. Then, too late, lie found that he had miscalculated the depth of the hol low, and there was no escape. The remaining hours of his life were spent in writing a diary, the entries of •which show a terrible record of hu man suffering, during a period of eleven days lie painfully described his sensations as he felt himself slow ly starving to death. The story is certainly a strange one, and .there is 1 nothing improbable about it. A negro once said in a prayer | meeting: “Bredren, when I was a; boy I took a hatchet and went into j the woods. When I found a tree ; dat was straight, and big, and solid, j I didn’t touch dat tree ; but when I j found one leaning a little, and holler j inside, I soon had him down. So when the debbil goes after Christians, he don’t touch dem dat stand straight and true, but dem dat lean a little and are holler inside.” Coleridge, when lecturing as a young man, was violently hissed. He j immediately retorted, “Vi beu a cold : | stream of truth is poured <m red- j j hot prejudices, no wonder that they j 1 hiss.” 1 Death of Bishop Early. Bishop John Early, D. 1)., of the Methodist Episcopal Church, South, died at Lynchburg, Va._, on Wednes day, iu the eighty-eighth year of his age. The Richmond Dispatch, in noticing his decease, says :. Bishop Early was one of the most remarkable men of his times, not Only for his career as a minister of the Gospel, but for his active and energetic participation in public works and in the municipal affairs of the community in which he lived. He came to the ministry in 1806, when twenty years of age, as a mem ber of the Virginia Conference of the Methodist Episcopal Church. He immediately, by his indomitable energy and spirit, and his earnest devotion to his office,Became a man of note in his community. His bear ing was so brave and confident, his teachings so zealous, and his style so simple and emphatic, that he is said to have had more power over those within the circle of his infi li enee than any minister of his per suasion of his time. He added im mensely to hi.s church. His field of duty was vast, and he filled it with wonderful energy. He became, per haps, as widely known and as much beloved in the Southern and Wes tern States as any man of his calling ever did. He was as early as 1828 prominently connected with the first great educational movement in the Methodist Church in Virginia. He was the father of Randolph Macon College, and was the President of the Board of Trustees of that institution until his death. He was also con nected with the publication depart ment of the Methodist Episcopal Church for several years, filing the office of what was called book agent." At the General Conference, held in Columbus, Ga., in May, 1851, he was elected one of the Bishops of the Methodist Episcopal Church, South, which office he filied to the day of his death. Bishop Early was prom inently connected with the legisla tion of his church, and was looked upon in this relation as one of its wiies and most zealous servants. The benefits of his ministry cannot be over-estimated by his church. It was not a little wonderful that a man so devoted to Lis church, and who performed such prodigious labor in canvassing the vast field allotted to him, should find time for secular occupations at once important and ^f®ff 1 gooiRVas”L: - 4 t : ude .. f or his strong intellect was always given with alacrity to whatever work of improvement promised good results to his people, lie was a great ad vocate of the James River and Ka nawha Canal in its infancy, aud stru igled ably and persistently in its behalf for many years. The pres ence of the Bishop was fine, erect, stout, frank, bold—lie moved with an evident consciousness of a rectitude of purpose and a solemn sense of duty. Active and dauntless, he nev er lost an opportunity to advance anY cause he espoused, and was nev- j er deterred from the discharge of a J duty that he felt called upon to per- I form. He was possessed of genuine J personal valor, and of the exigencies of extensive travel to which he was exposed in pursuit of his mission, iu frontier districts amongst rude pop ulations, there are numerous reminis cences showing his self-possession and strong will iu trial aud peril.— He had nothing ornate in language or manner ; but for manhood, ener gy, strong ideas, strong language, and that earnestness which influences men because of its honesty and truth, Bishop Early was indeed a very rare man. For the last four years he has been “superauuated,” and has been confined to his home by failing health; but his vigorous intellect continued unclouded until a brief period before his death. Loss of a Continent.—Plato sent down to posterity a tradition of his day that a great continent which oc cupied the space now covered by the Atlantic ocean suddenly sank down out of sight. He further says that it was an island called Atlantis. On it were kingdoms and organized governments, wealth, arts, and eivili zation, instantly lost to human sight. It is now the opinion of the leading geologists—those most advanced in science—that the American continent appeared when the Atlantic waters rushed into the enormous cavity or depression in the earth's surface now filled by salt water. The Rocky Mountains were then the rough bot tom of an ocean which rose with marine plants, shells and other pro ducts of an aquatic origin, that are found abundantly strewed there, and in fact, all over North and South America. Remnants of Atlantis, the submerged continent, are believed bv some scientists to be recognized in the Adirondacks, the White Moun tains of Maine, aud a few other out croppings belonging to the other boundaries of that deluged and f >r- ever lost country. There is no bn ow ing what astounding discoveries m iv yet be made in comming ages cor roborative of Plato’s narrative. A Wife’s Strategy. We have but little sympathy for a man who will barter away the af fection he should feel for a wife for the fickle smiles and favors of wo men whose moral stamina is not strong enough to keep them afloat on the dark waters of sin. Therefore, we could only smile when we, the other day, learned the details of the following little episode: W. L., of this city, is a young married man of more than ordinary attractions, and, of course, he knows it. He is a regular ladykiller—in his estimation. A few years ago he won the heart and hand of an intelli gent, girl from a neighboring town ; but he cannot resist the fascinations of his old ways among the opposite sex. He never lets an opportunity slip of making himself agreeable to them, and ingratiating himself into their confidence as far as possible. “Last week his wife was visited by an acquaintance of her girlhood from the country—a smart, fresh looking damsel, but not overscrupu- lous about her conduct—rather loose in her ways, showing poor bringing- up. During her visit here, Mr. L., his wife, aud their visitor took oc casion to run up to Nicholson for a day of pleasure, which passed off to the apparent enjoyment of all con cerned. “But it was on the return trip that the fun commenced—for the wife. The three passengers occupied two seats in the car, opened opposite to each other, the husband and a few articles of baggage on one seat, aud the ladies facing him. “Laughter, merriment and jokes, interspersed with comments on the events of the day, were freely in dulged in, and everything was going on swimmingly, until at length Mrs. L. thought she caught a glimpse, in tne dark corner of the car, Of hus band’s hand reaching that of her companion, which lay partly conceal ed under her shawl. “It was the careful movemeut of a moment to place her own hand where his was likely to fall. The next in stant she felt the real old-time pres sure of her youthful lover’s palm, which she returned with the ardor chat she had done in the days long gone. “Then followed a half hour of more than usually lively conversation on tne part of her husband, and it was interspersed at every significant point, as thick as commaS, with wTncfi were ~T)BuifiITfifeL into a do wn-right squeeze ; and every one was returned with equal fervor by his wife, who was delighted be yond measure at the success of her little game. “Nothing interferred with the programme, until at length the con ductor suddenly burst open the door within a few feet of them, tvlien the full glare of his lantern fell on the discomfited wight and the laughing wife. She held stoutly to her hus band’s hand, and lifted it as high as her head, until there could no longer be a doubt in the mind of one of the three as to the situation of affairs. “The man didn’t talk worth a cent the rest of the trip, and as every thing has appeared serene around their liearth ever since it is presumed that lie lias begged forgivness-^-and is looking for another change. — Scranton (-Pa.) Democrat. The Lumber Trade of Georgia. From statistics obtained from a gentleman of this city, says the Ma con Telegraph and Messenger, it is found that there have been shipped from Georgia during the past year, ending the 31st of August last, two hundred million feet of yellow pine lumber and timber, valued at about five million dollars, being an increase of shipments since the year 1867, of about one hundred and forty millions of feet. Query: How long will the supply of pine timber last in Georgia, if tiie shipments to the markets of the world continue in the same ratio ? It is certainly highly impoi tant for the interest of Georgia that this val- uel wood should be protected. When Noah’s Ark. A scientific writer gives it as his opinion, founded on certain Biblical facts, that the ark was smaller than the Great Eastern. It had three decks, and was divided into numer ous compartments by longitudinal and transverse bulkheads, for the safety and order of its occupants. It was built of gopher wood, a species of evergreen timber resembling the pine in length and strength of trunk, and the white cedar in lightness. In model, it was all that a great carrier could be, chest like, with lines straight and angles square, but the bottom and top were elliptical in out line, presenting convexity to the earth and sky. After giving the di mensions and the model of construc- oiice destroyed, it can never be re- j tion of the several parts, this au thority tells us, as if lie were equal ly certain on this point, that the ark “is now in a good state of preserva tion, but lying under an eternal man tle or snow, hundreds of feet deep, at an altitude of seventeen thousand five hundred feet above the level of the sea. Ever since the flood dried up, the climate of Armenia has been colder, and snow always covers the top of Ararat, rendering it impossi ble for any of Noah’s descendants to go up and find the ark. placed again. Shipments from Georgia, for the year ending 31st August, 1873, of yel low pine timber and lumber : Feet. From Savannah 52,580,429 From Brunswick 35,364,357 From St. Alary’s and Colerain 11,102,102 From Darien 75,000,000 From ports of Georgia per licensed vessels (estimate-/ 11,000,000 From railroads to Western and North western States (estimated) . .10,000,000 From Uiuittahuoehee and Flint riv ers to Apalachicola 5,000,000 200,046,948 Our correspondent who sends the foregoing estimates that, sit the pres ent rate of progress, it will take from fifteen to twenty years to denude Georgia of all the pine timber with- The Revenges of Time. Notwithstanding the tight times in the monetary world, it is believed, on gootl authority, that a very large - . - , number of Northern people will visit m her limits. Much ot the most ; pj ie youth, this winter, aud remain valuable tunoer shipped from the longer than usual. Some, of course, State to the Nott.i and ioveign coun- u j 11 come for sanitary reasons, but a tries is said to consist oi selected ! ncw c ] ilS s may be expected who hie trees, taken at considerable distances W ay for reasons connected with from water courses and railways, and the stoppage of mills and the gen- without the consent or knowledge of the proprietors of the hivds. The laws for the protection of timber iu this State are inadequate or badly eral eviction of the working classes. The fact is, they are afraid of the future, at the North, when the labor ing masses grow desperate. Once enforced. Land holders, therefore, upon a time, Southern men journev- who are holding timber lands in the ed Northward to escape the real or expectation of reaping some profit j imaginary terrors of a social uphea- ou their investments from the lisem va j. Now it is confidently expected the value of such timber, will prob- that many Northern people will flock ably find little left of it when lnm- Southward to find a safe liaven and her prices suggest bringing these a aimg harbor. lands into market. Verily, there is a God of Justice . . ’ ' * ~ , ,, and Compensation. Time is bring- An excnange informs us that the . about its revenges very fast it old philopena trick, has been revived de b ed .-Augusta (Jorltituilonalist. again in Georgia, where “the young lady takes a double almond in her ! teeth and the young man bites it off.” j That sort of thing used to bt popu- | lar in Doylestown ; but it is hardly | ever tried any more since the pain- j philopena party Iasi—wnrtvAl "A-a i lady who had the almond in her teeth was somewhat advanced in years and not a little dilapidated. The almond was uncommonly tough, and the man who nibbled at it was in deadly earn est. He closed his teeth upon it and pulled harder, but made no im pression. He clenched his jaws up on it and gave a desperate wrench. As a consequence of the desperate efforts of the young man, he found himself standing up in that room holding in his mouth a nut in which were fixed a double set of porcelain teeth, belonging to the aforesaid maiden. It was embarrassing, in a | certain sense, for all parties, and the young man thought it would be ! soothing to the feelings of the com- : pany if he went home. Other and j less perilous games are in vogue at j Doylestown this year. Dressing with FLinness. 1. It would lessen the burden of many who find it hard to maintain their place in society. 2. It would lessen the force of the Darter iiumxx GiiA —W. ..i»— play. . . , 3. If there was less strife in dresa at church, people in moderate cir cumstances would be more inclined to attend. 4. Universal moderation in dresa at church would improve the worship by the removal of many wandering thoughts. 5. It would enable all classes of people to attend church better in un favorable weather. 6. It would lessen on the part of the rich, the temptation to vanity. 7. It would save valuable time on the Sabbath. 8. It would relieve our means from a serious pressure, and thus enable us to do more for good enterprise. The Saw of Contention.—“O Frank, come and see how hot my i saw gets when I rub it. When I A Constitutional Convention.— Under this head the Chronicle and Sentinel has the following : “Since 1870 a number of daily and weekly journals of Georgia have been calling for a State Convention, in order that a new Constitution might be framed and submitted to the people for ratification. Recently the politicians have caught up the cry, and the subject is being vigorous- ; Iv agitated in certain sections. For ; our own part we desire a Convention called, principally that the capital ; question may be fairly and firmly settled. We do not believe that a majority of the people of Georgia wisli the capital of the S ate located in Atlanta. We do believe that a j majority of the people of the State | are in favor of transferring the seat of g iverument to Milledgeviile, where | it rightfully belongs. The section of the Constitution removing it to At lanta was rammed down our throats along with relief, homesteads, and the good features of the Constitution , of 1868. At the next election we j wish the question put separate and j distinct, in order that the real wish of the people may be ascertained. Biennial sessions of the Legislature should also be provided for, as th i State canuot afford the expense of annual sessions, accomplishing, as they do, so little of good. By all means let the Legislature in January put the question to the people, Con vention or no Convention! A lady teacher inquired of the members of a class of juveniles if any of them could name the four seasons. Distantly ihe chubby hand of a five year-old was raised and promptly came the answer, “Pep per, salt, vinegaV and mustard.” Among sundry “Maxims of Gari- j dra w it through the board a while, son Life,” in a volume now in press, ! it’s almost hot enough to set fire to which is designed especially for sol- j it.” diers we observe many points wor- j “That’s the friction,” said Frank, thy of attention from every one in j w itli all the superior wisdom of two whatever position he may be placed. ; years more than Eddie boasted. For example: | “Yes,” said sister Mary, who was Be sure not to overrate your abili- j passing, “it’s the friction; but do ties, but remember that- your snpe- j yon know what it makes me think rior may at any time stand at your ' 0 f?” elbow. | “No, what?” asked both boys at Do not distrust others without a 1 once, most just reason. ' “Of two little boys who were If von are married, respect no one quarreling over a trifle this morning, socially who has not been duly cour- iUK } the more they talked the hotter teous to your family. their tempers grew, until there was Be decided, kind, and polite in no knowing whatmight have liappen- all your official and private rela- • ed if mother had not thrown cold tions. Avater on the fire by sending them Live within your income, and be i n to separate rooms.” just in all your dealings. The boys hung their heads, and Be faithful to your friends, and Mary went on. cautious with your enemies. “ » ♦ Never allow* yourself to be led into Suppose a man owns a skiff ; he the bad habit of grumbling or fault- fastens the skiff to the shore with a finding, but be pleasant, agreeable, j rope made of straw ; along comes a and cheerful in till your duties. j cow ; cow gets into the boat, turns Be careful, active, vigilant, and round, and eats the rope; the skiff considerate in the execution of all ; thus let loose, with the cow on your duties; and above all, be just to board, starts down stream, and oil your inferiors. its passage is upset; the cow is drowned. Now, has the man that owns the cow got to pay for the boat, or the man that owns the boat got to j ay for the cow ? Mr. Coville says a looking glass affords a woman a marvellous amount of comfort and gratification. He says his wife thinks just as much of consulting her glass when she ties on her apron as when she ties on her bonnet. He says that when there is a knock at the door, he goes there at once, but his wife, on the contrary, ejaculatt s, “Mercy, Joseph, who’s that?” and dashes for the looking-glass the first thing* Sir Isaac Newton, a little before he died, said : “I don’t know what I may seem to the world, but, as to myself, I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, aud diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or it pret tier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of thvuth lay all undis covered before me. “Guilty or not guilty?” asked a Dutch justice. “Not guilty.” “Den vsit de tyful do you here ? Go about mit your pizness !”