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t 0 the Basilicon, and spread there a second
darkness.
Finally, a slight dawn bloomed in a corner
of the deepest shadows; I looked steadily
for the progressive light to increase. Did it
emanate from the two sons of Edward IV,
murdered by their uncle ? ‘These lovely in
fants,’ says the grand tragedian. ‘ were laid
together; they embraced each other with
arms innocent and white as alabaster. Their
lips seemed like four red roses on one stem,
which, in the prime of their beauty, kissed
each other.’ God did not send these sad and
charming souls to me. But the slim phan
tom of a woman, scarcely adult, appeared,
bearing a light, protected by a sheet of paper
for a lantern. It was the little bell-ringer.
I heard the sound of a kiss, and the bell
tolled the day-break. The bell-ringer was
much frightened, when I went out with her
by the gate of the cloister. 1 related to her
my adventure; she told me that she had
come to perform the duty of her sick father;
we did not speak of the kiss.
Sflcctrit }Joctni.
THE SABBATH.
BY EBENEZER ELLIOT.
Sabbath holy!
To the lowly
“Still art thou a blessed day,
When thou comest, earth and ocean,
Shade and brightness, rest and motion,
Help the poor man's heart to pray.
Sun-waked forest,
Bird that soarest
O’er the mute, empurpled moor,
Throstle’s song that, streamlike, slowest,
Wind, that o’er each dew drop goest,
Welcome now the woe-worn poor.
Little river,
Young forever!
Cloud, gold-bright with thankful glee,
1 lappy woodbine, gladly weeping,
Gnat, within the wild-rose sleeping,
Oh, that they were blessed as ye !
Sabbath holy !
For the lowly
Paint with flowers thy glittering sod ;
For affliction’s sons and daughters,
Bid thy mountains, woods and waters,
Pray to God, the poor man’s God!
From the fever,
(Idle never
Where on Hope Want bars the door,)
From the gloom of airless alleys,
Lead thou to green hills and valleys,
Weary landlord’s trampled poor.
Pale young mother,
Gasping brother,
Sister, toiling in despair,
Grief-bowed sire, that life-long diest,
White-lipped child, that sleeping, sighest,
Come and drink the light and air.
Tyrants curse ye,
While they nurse ye,
Life for deadliest wrongs to pay :
Yet, O Sabbath ! bringing gladness
Unto hearts of weary sadness,
Still art thou “ The Poor Man’s Day.”
■N'ctnspctpcr Analects.
LOUIS NAPOLEON.
The President elect of France, twelve or
fifteen years ago, spent some time in this
State, and appeared to be much pleased with
the mode of life of our sugar planters. In
deed, lie had made arrangements to purchase
a plantation and reside here permanently. —
The gentleman, however, from whom the
plantation was to be bought, requiring a good
endorsed note, the haughty son of the King
of Holland replied, “No one of my name
ver gives an endorsement.” But the cau
tious planter thinking that a name would
hardly educate his sons and dress his daugh
ters, declined pr vting with his acres upon so
uncertain a security. Thus was Louis Na
poleon prevented from carrying into effect his
desire to become a citizen of this Republic.
If he had carried that purpose into effect, he
would have been a near neighbor to the Pre
sident elect of the United States. It is a rer
inarkable fact, that Louis Phillipe, in his ex
ile, had also fixed upon this State for his rel
idence, when events called him to Europe. —
We do not think if Louis Napoleon had con
tinued in this State, that he would have at
tained the Presidency of the Union. Indeed,
if he could ever have got into our Legisla
ture, which is no very giddy elevation, he
would have been quite a fortunate individual,
in surviving and overcoming a joke which
was sufficiently strong to have blasted the
prospects of a more available candidate.
The story, which is well authenticated,
runs, that Louis Napoleon had expressed a
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desire to shoot a wild turkey, and borrowing
a gun from one of our hospitable planters,
with whom he was sojourning, went into the
woods in search of the valuable fowl against
which he entertained such bloody designs,—
He had not gone far, before a large, black
looking bird, strongly resembling a turkey,
sprang up, and stretching its huge wings, be
gan to soar leisurely above him. The Prince
immediately threw up his double barrel, and
blazed away at the bird, which fell dead at
his feet. Straightway he seized his game
and hurried homewards; not, however, with
out experiencing considerable annoyance from
the very pungent odor which the fowl emit
ted. Before he had reached the house, the
fragrance becoming almost too strong for en
durance, the Prince drew forth a bottle of
Eu de Cologne, and held it to his nose with
his left hand, whilst with the right, he bore
his turkey at arm’s length. Arrived at the
house, where a large company was assem
bled on the gallery, the Prince rushed up to
them, and throwing his game on the floor,
exclaimed : “ Mon Dieu ! your turkey may
be good to eat, but he be shocking bad to
smell!” We need not inform our readers
that the ornithological education of the Pres
ident elect of the French Republic had been
neglected; and he had mistaken a turkey
buzzard for a turkey.
Now, we do not know how this incident
would have operated upon the result of ‘die
late election; and we beg our readers to be
lieve that, in withholding it, we were not in
fluenced by any expectations of enjoying a
portion of the Princely President’s patronage.
But in this country, we do not think it would
he a hazardous assertion, that no man could
attain the Presidency, or any other elevated
office, who could not tell a turkey from a
turkey-buzzard !— N. 0. Delta.
INFLUENCE OF NEWSPAPERS.
Few persons have any just coifbeption of
the extent of their indebtedness to newspa
pers for the information they possess, and
the moral sentiments they cherish. Compar
ed with any past age of the world, this is a
remarkably enlightened period. A large pro
portion of the people have a considerable
share of correct information on almost all
topics of any real importance. Geography,
history, the political condition of the world,
astronomy, the important practical features
of natural philosophy, something of geology,
chemistry as applied to agriculture and the
mechanic arts, and many other subjects, are
familiarized to the popular mind. Most per
sons can talk intelligibly about them, with
out pretending to learning or research.
But how did they come by their know
ledge ?• Not at school, not from books, gen
erally speaking, but by picking up here a
little and there a little from the family news
paper, in imperceptibly small instalments.
Let any one ask himself where he obtained
his knowledge of any particular fact. He is
probably unable to tell, because it came si
lently, unpretendingly, in the daily or week
ly newspaper.
The same is true in regard to many of our
best moral impressions and sentiments. They
have been suggested, reiterated and fastened
upon the mind by the press. The pulpit does
much, parental instruction, in many cases,
does much : but the press more than either,
often more than both.
No reflecting man can fail to see tliat the
fifty-two visits in a year of a carefully con
ducted paper, intelligent, correct, elevated in
moral tone, and withal interesting in its con
tents, must exert a great and blessed influence
upon domestic life. Children growing up
under such influence are far more likely to be
intelligent, correct in their opinions and mo
rals, and better prepared for the active duties
of life, than they could possibly have been
without it.— N. Y. Organ.
THE ORPHAN BOY.
•
Hon. A. H. Stephens, of Georgia, in a re
cent address at a meeting in Alexandria, for
for the benefit of the Orphan Asylum and
Free school of that city, related the following
anecdote.
“Apoor little boy,in a cold night in June,
with no home or paternal or maternal guar
dian or guide to protect and direct him, on
his way reached at nightfall the house of a
rich planter, who took him in, fed, lodged,
and sent him on his way, with his blessing.
Those kind attentions cheered his heart and
inspired him with fresh courage to battle
with the obstacles of life. Years rolled round:
Providence led him on ; he had reached the
legal profession; his host had died; the cor
morants that prey on the substance of man
had formed a conspiracy to get from the wid
ow her estates. She sent for the nearest
counsel to commit her cause to him, and that
counsel proved to the orphan boy. years be
fore welcomed and entertained by her and
her deceased husband. The stimulus of a
warm and tenacious gratitude was now added
to the ordinary motives connected with the
profession. He undertook her cause with a
will not easily to be resisted ; he gained it;
the widow’s estates were secured to her in
perpetuity; {and,” Mr. Stephens added, with ;
an emphasis of emotion that sent its electric j
thrill throughout the house, “f/rat orphan J
boy stands before you!' 1 ' 1
A PUZZLE FOR FOREIGNERS.
Wife make me some dumplings of dough,
They’re better than meal fer my cough,
Pray let them be boiled till hot through,
But not till they’re heavy and tough.
Now. 1 must be off to the plough,
And the hoys, when they’ve had enough,
Must keep the flies oft’ with a bough.
While the old mare drinks at the trough.
i SCORCHING TO DEATH.
In the introduction to “ Birds of Austra
lia,” Mr. Gould relates a distressing inci
dent, occasioned by a flood in the interior of
New South Wales. In the course of his
peregrinations, he had once or twice visited
a cattle station, where Lieutenant Lowe and
his nephew gave him a coidial reception.
The gentleman had come from a distance
to superintend the shearing operations, and
Mr. Gould writes :—“Seven days after my
departure from their dwelling, heavy rains
suddenly set in ; the mountain streams swell
ed in foaming torrents, filling the deep gul
lies; the rivers rose, some to the height of
forty feet, bearing all before them. The Na
omi having widely overflowed its banks,
rolled along with impetuous fury, sweeping
away the huts of the stock-keepers in its
i course, tearing up trees, and hurrying affright
ed men and flocks to destruction. Before
j there was time to escape, the hut in which
Lieutenant Lowe and his nephew were so
i journing, was torn up and washed away, and
j the nephew and two men, overwhelmed by
i the torrent, sank and perished. Lieutenant
Lowe stripped to swim; and getting on the
trunk of an uprooted tree, hoped to be carried
down the eddying flood to some part where
lie could obtain assistance. But he was
floated into the midst of a sea of water,
stretching as far as he could discern on every
side around him. Here he slowly drifted :
the rains had ceased, the thermometer was
at 100°, a glaring sun and and a coppery sky
were above him; he looked in vain for help
but no prospect of escape animated him, and
the hot sun began its dreadful work. Ilis
skin blistered, dried, became parched and
hard like the bark of a tree, and life began to
ebb. At length assistance arrived—it came
too late : he was indeed just alive, but died
almost immediately, lie was scorched to
death.”
AN AERIAL STEAMER,
Mr. Rufus Porter, of New York, has in
vented an aerial steamer, which was exhibited
to the public last week. Tne model is eleven
feet and a half long, and twenty-five inches
in diameter, with a saloon three feet by four
inches. It is composed of two parts —the
upper portion is the “float” or “balloon,”
built in the form ora cigar; underneath this
is the saloon or “boat,” for conveying pass
engers, fuel, the “steam engine,” &c. Be
tween the float and saloon are two large pro
pellers, something in the form of the wheel of
a windmill. The two propellers are con
structed so as to act upon the air in the same
manner that a screw propeller acts upon the
water. The air propeller, like the water pro
'peller, is driven by a steam engine. In the
model exhibited, the fans or propellers were
driven by a small chronometer spring, as a
substitute for a steam engine. The weight
of the aerial steamer is supported in the at
mosphere by the buoyant power of hydrogen
gas, with which the float is inflated. On be
ing inflated and set in motion,the little steamer
flew rapidly around the hall in every direc
tion, as steered by the rudder. The rate of
speed was fifty feet in five seconds.
Dying for another Man’s Wife. —Mr.
L. resides in Henry street. His wile who is
an economical body, had sent a costly silk
gown to a French dyer. The dyer himself
brought the dress home, and unluckily as it
happened met the husdand of the lady at the
door. “Is madam within ? ” asked the
Frenchman. The husbadd who is of a jeal
ous disposition, replied, “And suppose she
is, what do you want with her ? ” I am dy
ing for her, sair. ” “You dying for my wife
—get out of my house, you scoundrel! ” and
he had just raised his foot to kick the hon
est mechanic into the street, when the lady
made her appearance and set the matter right.
England. The London Times says there
has never been a time since the accession of
Queen Victoria, when English intercourse
with other nations has been in so bad a po
sition as at present. It adds,‘There is not
a single State in either hemisphere with which
we can be said to have a cordial understand
ing; and with several of the principal nations
we are on a footing little short of hostility.
Throughout the world our foreign policy
has provoked resentment and distrust.”
A Good Toast. —The Temperance Army :
The only army ever known where each vol
unteer is a regular, and every private an or
derly. May it soon become the army of oc
cupation throughout the world.
Hard Job. —ln Russia, on Easter day
morning, every man literally kissed every
woman, and the emperor is represented to
have at one time performed 3500 such amia
ble operations before breakfast.
Sub-Rosa. —The ancients consecrated the
rose to Hypocratcs, the God of silence ; and,
therefore, frequently placed them upon the
ceilings of rooms destined for the receiving
of guests, and implying that, whatever was
transacted there, should not be made public.
Hence the phrase, sub-rosa; or under the
bush.
A Mild Answer. —A clergyman was once
told by one of his parishoners of a story to
his disadvantage, which was in circulation.
“Ah!” exclaimed he, “do they sav so
about me? If they knew me half as well as
1 know myself they might tell things much
worse than that, and with more truth !”
fJljilosopljß for tl)c |)cople.
GRAFTING THE STRAWBERRY UP
ON THE ROSE.
The gardener of Mr. James Rothschild, M.
Coquilla'rd. has succeeded in grafting by ap
proach, the runners of strawberries on eglan
tine and monthly roses. Many specimens of
this kind of grafting were in the last exhibi
tion of the Paris Horticultural Society, and
many more are on sale by the Paris florists.
These grafts attract much attention, but such
things are by no means new; the tomato is
grafted on the potato—the artichoke upon
the teazle--tobacco on mullen—the mellon
on the cucumber, etc. All are plants of the
same family, as well as the strawberry and
rose ; but the ill assorted unions are of short
duration, for, after some weeks of this com
mon life, each separates from the other, leav
ing a deep and olten incurrable wound.
EARLY TOMATOES.
When the assistance of a hot bed cannot
be obtained, tomatoes may be successfully
started in pots, or other suitable vessels, in
a warm room. In this manner the matura
tion of the fruit will be advanced a week or
two and without involving any serious trouble
or expense.
Electro-Magnetic Chronograph. —Ten
thousand dollars have been appropriated by
Congress to Professor Locke, of Cincinnati,
to pay him for the use of his late invention
by the Government of the United States, (not
however, to make it free to individuals,) and
for a Clock upon his plan, to be erected by
him at the National Observatory at Wash
ington. This (remarks the Newark Daily
Advertiser) would seem to be a large sum for
such purposes; but when it is considered that
according to the report of scientific men, Dr.
Locke’s invention had reduced the difficul
ties of the great problem of Longitude from
100 to 1 by enabling the astronomer to ac
complish his object in-one tenth of the time,
and with ten times the accuracy, and when
it is considered that the Government of the U.
StAtes are expending not less than ten thou
sand dollars annually in the determination of
Longitude, the salary of one officer alone per
year being three thousand dollars annually
it would most plainly appear that the meas
ure has been to the Government really an
economical one : while it has partially com
pensated the inventor for years of intense
study and experiment in those branches of
knowledge upon which his invention depen
ded.
Prof. Locke is now on his way to the at
lantic cities, to engage such artizans as may
have excelled in their profession, to execute
the Clock for the National Observatory, hav
ing dete r mihod thru it shall be a specimen of
American i * y and skill. — Balt. Am.
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