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t JOHN II. SEAT.S, Ed. & Prop’r. TKRMH ! $2 x>er annum, in advance. _A_tlanta, Gra., Thursday Morning, May IT, 1060. NEW SERIES, VOL. V. VOL. number in. XXVI. W^Tr,'. A.. B. SEALS, 1 iRGiNIA FRENCH, j HN A. REYNOLDS, Publisher. Assoc’te Editors. A Family Ruined. .AN KXCITISC ROMANCE. The m*h »S« m 1** rijrkjt» refvwcd in *Yrrv '*•»-*. All mnnry* c*u lx* mailed m vxir r»V, if tne letter 1- »«-!l . anil properly addrear*!. Writ* your n;une, po«tt ofiei and State in a plain, legible j the] Lieut. ington. Gen. Winfield Scott is in Wash- Tatnberlik, the renowned tenor, is to ihis country. Thr Prince af Wales leaves England for this f.untry on the loth of Jnly. Hays, the animal painter, has started for the Rocky Mountains, to portray the buffalo. The sun is every man’s servant , working ev ery day in the year for him, and exacting no wages. There is many a man whose tongue might govern multitudes, if he could only govern his tongue. A crusty old bachelor 9ays he thinks it is e'oinan y and not her wrongs, that ought to be redrrsseit. The Chinese picture of ambition is “a man darin trying to catch a comet, by putting salt on his tail.” Elderly unmarried ladies are considered by some persons the least enviable of ali kinds of uraiting maids.' If you fall into misfortune, disengage your self as well you can. Creep through the bushes that have the fewest briers. Ten poor men can sleep tranquilly upon a mat; but two kings can't live at ease in a quar ter of the world. Some bachelors join the ar».iy because they like war, and some married men because they like peace. Why cannot a deaf man be legally convicted? Becaitne it is not lawful to condemn a man witho V Despise nothing c it seems weak. The flies and locusts have done more hurt than ever t he bears ~nd lions did. “Why, Tom, my dear fellow, how old you look.” “Dare say, Bob, for the fact is, I never i so old before in my life.” pleasant and cheerful mind sometimes ks upon an old and worn out body, like s upon a dead tree. It was early spring in the year 1 day was the Otli of April; and the weather, which had been of a wintry fierceness for the preceding six or seven weeks—cold indeed be yond any thing known for many years, gloomy forever, and broken by continual storms—was now by a Swedish transformation all at once bright—genial—heavenly. So sudden and so early a prelnsion of summer, it was generally feared, could not last. But that only made every body the more eager to lose no hour of an enjoyment that might prove so fleeting. It seemed as if the whole population of the place, a population among the most numerous in Christendom, had been composed of liyberna- ting animals suddenly awakened by the balmy sunshine from their long winter’s torpor. Through every hour of the golden morning the streets were resonant with female parties of young and old, the timid and the bold—nay, even the most delicate valetudinarians, now first, tempted to lay aside their wintry clothing, together with their fireside habits, whilst the whole rural environs of our vast city, the wood lands, and the interminable meadows, began daily to re-echo the glad voices of the young and jovial, awakening once again, like the birds and the flowers, and universal nature, to the luxurious happiness of this most delightful season. Happiness do I say ? Yes, happiness ; hap piness to me above all others. For I also in those days was among the young and gay; I was strong; I was prosperous in a worldly sense ; I owed no man a shilling ; feared no man’s face; shunned no man’s presence. I held a respectable station in society : I was myself, let me venture to say it, respected gen erally for my personal qualities, apart from any advantages I might draw from fortune and in heritance ; I had reason to think myself pop ular amongst the very slender circle of my acquaintance ; and finally, which perhaps was the crowning grace to all these elements of hap piness, I suffered not from the presence of ennui, nor ever feared to suffer; for my tem perament was constitutionally ardent; I had a powerful animal sensibility ; and I knew the one great secret for maintaining its equipoise, viz: by powerful daily exertion; and thus I lived in the light and presence, or, (if I should not be suspected of seeking rhetorical expres sions,) I would say, in one eternal soltice of unclouded hope. These, you will say, were blessings; these were golden elements of felicity. They were so; and yet, with the single exception of my healthy frame and firm animal wrganization, I feel that I have mentioned hithewto nothing but what by comparison might bewthought of a vulgar quality. All the othei^^vantages that 1 have enumerated, had they befcyet wantinj might have been acquired; hath feited, might have been reconqn* been even irretrievably lost, mi have been' dispetn have been ty been for- had they iy a phi lo rn; com- any of 'onnol*-. l that— an admirable rison, of the Great Eastern. The “Signor Brignoli Jlpera L vquef’ is all the rage in Boston. It is [accompanied with a photograph of the “bandsqme tenor.” Pompey said he once veorked for a man who raised his wages so high! that he could only reach them once in two yfears. To live truly and taiiniully to-day is bettor iban to have died yesterday : getting ready to end well is only to begin well. h will afford .-weeter happines> in the hour of death to have wiped one tear from the check of sorrow, than to have ruled an empire. Whenever I find a great deal of gratitude in a poor man, I take it for granted that there would be as much generosity if he were a rich man.— fVffr*. A lecturer asserted that all bitter thing we.re hot. ‘•Vo." suggested Brown, “ no* a hitter roi •lav. The question is often discussed whether tlie savages enjoy life. We suppose they do, as they always seem anxious to take it when they get a chance. ‘•Tine is Money.”—This accounts, we sup port for the eprofitableness of running^ slowly on Itailroads, as on every trip they take up -o much time. A young lady, who recently performed a remarkable feat in rowing, has been presented with a beautiful yawl. A jmack would have b#*en more appropriate. It is xaid that the Tartars invite a man to drink by gently pulling his ear. A goodmany of our people will “taken puli’’ without wait ing to have theirjears pulled. How many a man, by throwing himself to the ground in despair, crushes and destroys forever a thousand flowers of hope that were ready to spriug up and gladden all his pathway. An American writer, dwelling upon the im portance of small things, says that he always takes “note even of a straw.” Especially, per haps, if there’9a sherry cobbler at one end of it. not ^ dignity all other constiti but for a reason far sadder tl Ctfce lost, they were incapableV>f res toration, and because not to be dispensed! with; blessings in which “either we must live onh&ve no life;” lights to the darkness of our ipaths and to the infirmity of our steps—whic)?ij once extinguished, never more on this side the gates of Paradise can any man hope to see re-illu mined for himself. Amongst these I may men- an intellect, whether p iwerful or not in itself, at any rate most elaborately cultivated; and, to say the truth, I had little other business before me in this life than to pursue this lofty and delightful task. I may add, as a blessing, not in the same positive sense as that which 1 have just mentioned, because not of a nature to contribute so hourly to the employment of the thoughts, but yet in this sense equal, that the absence of either would have been an equal affliction—namely, a conscience void of all of fence. It was little, indeed, that I, drawn by no necessities of situation into temptations of that nature, had done no injury to any man. That was fortunate; but l could not much value myself upon what was so much an acci dent of my situation. Something, however, I might pretend to beyond this negative merit; for I had originally a benign nature ; and, as I advanced in years ami thoughtfulness, the gratitude which possessed me for my own ex ceeding happiness led me to do that by princi ple and system which I had already done upon blind impulse ; and thus upon a double argu ment 1 was incapable of turning away from the prayer of the afflicted, whatever had been the sacrifice to myself. Hardly, perhaps, could it have been said in a sufficient sense at that time that I was a religious man ; yet, undoubt edly, I had all the foundations within me upon which religion might hereafter have grown. My heart overflowed with thankfulness to Prov idence : I had a natural tone of unaffected piety; and thus far at least I might have been called a religious man, that in the simplicity of truth I could have exclaimed, But my wrath still rises, like a towering flame, against all the earthly instruments of this nun; I am still at times as unresigned as ever to this tragedy, in so far as it was the work of human malice. Vengeance, as a mission for me, as a y task for mu hands in particular, is no longer ( pr tsihle : the thunderbolts of retribution have ! b en long since launched byother hands : and y t still it happens that at times I do—I must - -I shall perhaps, to the hour of my death, rise in maniac fury, and seek, in the very impo tence of vindictive madness, groping, as it were, in blindness of heart, for that tiger from hell-gates that tore away my darling from my heart. Let m3 pause, and interrupt this pain ful strain, to say a word or two upon what she was, and how far worthy of a love more hon orable to her (that, was possible) and deeper (but that was not possible) than mine. When first I saw her, she—my Agnes—was merely a child, not much (if anything) above sixteen. But, as in perfect womanhood she retained a most childlike expression of countenance, so even then in absolute childhood she put forward the blossoms and the dignity of a woman. Never yet did my eye light upon a creature that was born of woman, nor could it enter iny heart to conceive one, possessing a figure more matchless in ics proportions, more statuesque and more deliberately and advisedly to be char acterized by no adequate word but the word magnificent, a word too often and lightly abused. In reality, in speaking of women, I have seen many beautiful figures, but hardly one except Agnes that could without hyperbole be styled truly and memorably magnificent. Though in the first order of tall women, being full in person, and with a symmetry that was absolutely faultless, she seemed to the random sight as little ibove the ordinary hight. Pos sibly from the dignity of her person, assisted by the dignity of her movements, a stranger would have boon disposed to call her at a dis tance, a woman of commanding presence; but never after lie had approached near enough to behold her face. Every thought of artifice, of practiced effect, or of haughty pretension, fled before the childlike innocence, the sweet femi nine timidity, and the more than cherub love liness of that countenance, which yet in its lin eaments was noble, whilst its expression was purely gentle and confiding. A shade of pen siveness there was about her; but that was in her manners, scarcely ever in her features; and the exquisite fairness of her complexion, enriched by the very sweetest and most deli cate bloom that ever I have beheld, should rather have allied it to a tone of cheerfulness. Looking at this noble creature as I first looked at her, when yet upon the early threshold of womanhood, ••With household motions light and free, And steps of virgin liberty,” you might have supposed her some Hebe or young Aurora of the dawn. When you saw only her superb figure, and its promise of wo manly development, with the measured dignity of her step, you might for a moment have fan cied her some imperial Medea of the Athenian stage—some Volumnia from Borne, ••Or ruling bandit's wife amidst the Grecian isles.” But catch one glance from her angelic counte nance, and then combining the face and the person, jok would have dismissed all such fan-^ I cies, and Ipve pronounced he** a R id ^ tj—"*•» ^^(ttcai pattern for the future female se.t. to weep and groan when the gems thus sacri- i The following musical lines, written for the ficed were afterwards brought back to their Home Journal, are from the pen of a young and hands by simple fishermen, who had recovered | accomplished lady, a resident of Frederick City, them in the intestines of fishes—a portentous 1 Maryland. They are entitled “Lilly’s Grave ” omen, which was interpreted into a sorrowful indication that the Deity thus answered the ! propitiatory appeal, and made solemn proclama tion that ho had rejected it —whether, T say, it j were this spirit of jealousy awakened in me by too steady and too profound a felicity; or Tread gently as you near it, Thr* sweet and lovely place : That humble little flowery mound. C'jjjp own with mossy lace. Oh ! ql>eak not as you near it, Forja word might put to flight The groups of lovely angels Clad in celestial light. Our Lilly sleeps beneath that mound. Our fair and lovely child, That seemed just like an angel sent To cheer the desert wild. Her hair was of a sunny hue, And hung in ringlets sweet: Her eyes were of an azure blue, Her ways with grace replete. She was a flower too pure for earth, And lingered here till even— She paused with us a few short hours, Then winged her flight to heaven. XWRITTEN POETRY. whether it were that great; overthrows and :alamities have some mysterious power to send forward a dim misgiving of their advancing j footsteps, and really and indeed “That in to-day already walk* to-morrow :*’ or whether it were partly, as I have already ; put the case in my first supposition, a natural 1 instinct of distrust, but irritated and enlivened | by a particular shock of superstitious alarm; i which, or whether any of these causes it were ! that kept me apprehensive and on the watch ! for disastrous change, I will not here under- : take to determine. Too certain it is that I was I never ridded myself of an overmastering and brooding sense, shadowy and vague, a dim abiding feeling (that sometimes was and some times was not exalted into a conscious present- | iment) of some great calamity traveling to- j wards me; not perhaps immediately impend- | ing—perhaps even at a great distance: but al- 1 Br E . faroo. ready—dating from some secret hour—already ^ in motion upon some remote line of approach. I here s not a silver moonlight ray The feeling 1 could not assuage by sharing it That falls in silence on the hill, with Agnes. No motive could be strong enough seeks the glen where waters play, for persuading ine to communicate so gloomy , And gilds the foam-crest of the rill: a thought with one who, considering her ex- There’s not a star-beam from above treinc healthiness, was but too remarkably J hat smiles upon this darksome earth, prone to pensive, if not too sorrowful contem- i But tells the realm of light and love, plations. And thus the obligation which I felt Where angel Poetry has birth, to silence an.l reserve, strengthenedI the morbi.l . Thcre - S not a breeze that from its home impression I had received: whilst the remark- i it to thc birds at m able incident I have adverted to served power- Aud not \ s f rcttm t)lat ]oves ro i m fully to rivet the superstitious chain winch was continually gathering round me. Thc inci dent was this—and before 1 repeat it, let me pledge my word of honor, that L report to you the bare facts of thc case, without exaggera tion, and in the simplicity of truth : [continued.] [horn, Through banks where winds the wild bee’s But has a language all its own, That flows in numbers pure and sweet. Heard by the answering soul alone— With song and poetry replete. Mrs. John C. Heenan, a very clever little actress, is performing at the Bowery Theatre to crowded audiences. The notoriety of the husband goes not a little way towards filling thc house. tanc And ho yon have married a Mr. Penny,” ’h**nnn to * lady of his acquain- ance ‘No- -Mr. Pence. ‘Ah you have aone better than I thought.” T. Buchanan Read, the popular poet-painter, is preparing to proceed to London, to paint a full length portrait of Mr. George Peabody, for that gentleman’s friends in Baltimore. Mr. Dallas, our minister, will also sit to this artist. A London auctioneer, illustrating the points of an estate which he is about to sell, says in his advertisement;—“There are six hundred acres of cover, and the pheasants, put ridge.-, hares, wild fowl, snipes, ami wood-cocks, /dark en the air !" To make an oyster stew, when you have no fire, and no money to buy coal with, all you have to do is to put your oysters in a bowl with some water, and s.ir them round and round. Poor the water suddenly into a saucer, and you will find it there with the oysters too. In spite of the general unjastifiableneas of war, many wars may be conceived, as, for in stance, a wsr to shield a weaker nation from a stronger, os more honorable, and even more re ligious, also, than a mere selfish peace for com mercial purposes, with Mammon for its Messiah, and a day-dook and ledger for its Bible and prsyer-book. We know a pretty young lady in town who has a ha&hful lover named Joy. 8he is impa tient to have him “pop the question,” and thinks of availing herself of the female privil ege of Leap Ye«r. In thnt c,m, »b* would •5«np for Joy.- •*0. Abner, l fear God, and T fear none betide. But wherefore seek to delay ascending by a natural climax to that final consummation and perfect crown of my felicity —that almighty blessing which ratified their value to all the rest? Wherefore, oh ! wherefore do I shrink in miserable weakness from—what? Is it from reviving, from calling up again into fierce and insufferable light the images and features of a long-buried happiness ? That would be a nat ural shrinking and a reasonable weakness. But how escape from reviving, whether I give it utterance or not, that which is forever vividly before me ? What need to call into artificial light that which, whether sleeping or waking —by night or by day—for cight-and-thirty years has seemed by its miserable splendor to scorch my brain? Wherefore shrink from giv ing language—simple vocal utterance—to that burden of anguish which by so long an endur ance has lost no atom of its weight, nor can gain any most, surely by the louden publica tion? Nay, there can be none, after this, to say that the priceless blessing, which 1 have left to the final place in this ascending review, was the companion of my life—my darling and youthful wife. Oh ! dovelike woman! faded in an hour in thc most defenceless to meet with the ravening vulture—lamb fallen amongst wolves—trembling, fluttering fawn, whose path was inevitably to be crossed by the bloody tiger—angel, whose most innocent heart fitted thee for too early a flight from this impure planet; if indeed it were a necessity that thou shouldst find no rest for thy footing except amidst the native heavens, if indeed to leave what was not worthy of thee were a destiny not to be evaded—a summons not to be put by : yet why, why, again and again 1 demand —why was it also necessary that this thy de parture, so full of woe to me, should also to thyself be heralded by the pangs of martyr dom? tainted love, if, like the ancient chil dren of the Hebrews, like Meshech and Abed nego, thou wert called by divine command, whilst yet almost a child, to walk, and to walk alone, through the fiery furnace—wherefore then couldst not thou, like that Meshech and that Abednego, walk unsinged by the dreadful torment, and come forth unharmed ? Why, if the sacrifice were to be total, was it necessary to reach it by so dire a struggle ? and if the cup, the bitter cup of final separation from those that were the light of thy eyes and the plus* of thy heart might not bo put aside— yet wherefore was it that tboa migbteat not drink it up in the natural peace which belongs to a sinless heart ? But these an murmuring*, you will say, re bellious murmuring* against the proclamations of Gcd. Not so: I have long since submitted myself, resigned myself—nay, even reconciled myself, perhaps, to the great wreck of my life, In so far as it was the sail of God, and accord ing to the weakness of my imperfect nature. The Ugly Family.—In one of the lower dis tricts of the Palmetto State, there once lived a family of six or seven persons, who were known far and wide as the “ugly family.” One of them, Jake, was so “onspeakably” hard favored that it made one feel as if he had bitten a green persimmon to look at him, and whenever he walked through the streets, the dogs slunk their tails and sneaked off, too scared to bark. The fame of this tamily spread through the country, and at last reached the ears of a Geor gian, who for a lorg time had held undisputed possion of the celebrated pen knife. This indi vidual at length determined to pay a visit to the ugly family, and endeavor to dispose of the aforesaid knife. So one morning he crossed the Savannah, and about noon, he saw a wagon ahead and rode up to inquire the whereabouts of the family. “Hello, Granger!” said he to a man walking by the side of the wagon. “Hello yourself!’ exclaimed the wagoner, (/turning round and dis< losing a countenance so There's not a zephyr floating by, And singing through the summer vales— There’s not a burning orb on high, "Which through thc boundless ether sails There's not a cloud bathed crimson bright. When western skies in glory shine, But speaks of loveliness aud light. Enrobed with poetry divine. It gleams along thc dancing wave, That breaks oh ocean isles afar. And glitters in the beams that pave Celestial roads from star to star: It glows upon the rainbow’s crest. Serenely bending o’er the storm, And with refulgent beauty dressed. It flashes in the lightning’s form. “A perfect woman, nobly planned. To warm, to comfort, to command. And yet a spirit too, and bright With something of an angel light.*’ tremendously plain that the Georgian almost j ./ * *•—-JAW— i {Lyyi nnn from the astonfc*iment, “arc you noi'‘ag!y Jake’ { “ Inch boar uf pmself?” > ' S Borbfl upwn To this superb young woman, such as I have here sketched her, I surrendered my heart for ever, almost from my first opportunity of see ing her; for so natural and without disguise was her character, and so winning thc simpli city of her manners, due in part to her own native dignity of mind, and in part to thc deep solitude in which she had been reared, that little penetration was required to put me in possession of all her thoughts : and to win her love, not very much more than to let her see, as sec she could not avoid, in connexion with that chivalrous homage which at any rate was due to her sex and sexual perfections, a love for herself on my part, which was in its nature as exalted a passion and as profoundly rooted as any mere human affection can ever yet have been. On the seventeenth birthday of Agnes we were married. Oh ! calendar of everlasting months—months that, like the mighty rivers, shall flow on forever, immortal as thou, Nile, or Danube, E iplirates, or St. Lawrence ! and ye, summer and winter, day and night, where fore do you bring round continually your signs, and seasons, and revolving hours, that still _ oint and barb thc anguish of local recollec tions, telling me of this and that celestial morn ing that never shall return, and of too blessed expectations, traveling like yourselves through heavenly zodiac of changes, till at once and forever they sank info thc grave.’ Often do ” think of seeking for some quiet cell either in the Tropics or in Arctic latitudes, where the changes of the year, and the external signs cor responding to them, express themselves by no features like those in which the same seasons are invested under our temperate climes; so that, if knowing, we cannot at least feel the identity of tlicir revolutions. We were mar ried, 1 have said, on the birthday—the seven teenth birthday—of Agnes; and pretty nearly on the eighteenth it was that she placed me at the summit of my happiness, whilst for herself she thus completed the circle of her relations to this life’s duties, by presenting me with a son. Of this child, knowing how wearisome to strangers b the fond exultation of parents, I shall simply say that lie inherited his mo ther’s beauty; the same touching loveliness and innocence of expression, the same chiseled nose, mouth and chin, the same exquisite au burn hair. In many other features, not of person merely, but also of mind and manners, as they gradually began to open before me, this child deepened my love to him by recall ing the image of his mother; and what other image was there that I so much wished to keep before me, whether waking or sleep? At the time to which l am now coming but too rapidly, this child, still our -only one, and unusually premature, was within four months of com pleting his third year; consequently, Agnes was at that time in her twenfy-first year ; and may here add, with respect to myself, that. I was in my twenty-sixth. But before I come to that period of woe, let me say one word on the temper of mind which so fluent and serene a current of prosperity may be thought to have generated. Too com mon a course I know it is, when the stream of life flows with absolute tranquility, and ruffled by no menace of a breeze—the azure overhead never dimmed by a passing cloud, that in such circumstances the blood stagnates ; life, from excess and plethora of sweet*, becomes insipid; the spirit of action often droops; and it is oftentimes found at snch seasons that slight annoyances and molestations, or even misfor tunes in a lower key, are not wholly undesira ble, as menus of stimulating the lazy energies, or disbursing a slumber which is. or soon will be, morbid in its character. I have known, myself, cases not a few, where, by the very nicest gradations, and by steps too rilent and insensible for daily notice, the utmost harmony and reciprocal love had shaded down into fret- fulness and petulance, purely from too easy a life, and because all nobler agitations that might have ruffled thc sensations occasionally, and all distresses even on the narrowest scale that might have rc-awakened the solitudes of love, by opening necessities lor sympathy, for counsel, or for mutual aid, had been shut out by foresight i oo elaborate, or by prosperity too Cloying* Bui all this, had it otherwise been possible with my particular mind, and at my early age, was utterly precluded by one re markable peculiarity in xny temper. Whether it were that I derived from nature some jeal ousy and suspicion of all happiness which seems too perfect and unalloyed—a spirit learned from his rr 'tless distrust which in ancient times often' —* —- —' led me to throw valuable gems into the sea, in the hope of thus propitiating the dire deity of misfortune, by voluntarily breaking the fear ful chain of prosperity, and led some of them 1 The wagoner shook his head and “grinned a ghastly smile” that made him look like the j figbtmare j>ersonified. * “I’ll bet you ten doilars that you are the ug- j licst man in the State,” said the Georgian. | “Done !’’ said the wagoner, “come here.” And ! going to the back of the wagon, he called, ! “Wake up, Jake, and put your head out here.’ j The Georgian, burning with curiosity, leaned i forward as the cover was raised slowly up. Suddenly his eyes fell upon a physiognomy so awfully, boundlessly, overpoweringly ugly, that it seemed to be formed out of the double ex- ; tract of delirium tremens. The horse snorted and started back in fright, j We hear its cadence in thc swell Of lifaving billows, wild and grand, And frejm the thousand harps that dwell Witliix the breezy forest land; We bean its louder tones of dread, When/earth by earthquake shocks is r And wltkn the thunder’s solemn tread mds along thc floor of heaven. 4uU and Uw* characters of flame, up upward on creation’s wings ; Could 1 but catch their living fire, As awtist’s catch the eye’s true light, And chuin it to my willing lyre, Then)might its numbers flow aright. NATURE’S PLANTING. The means employed by Nature, the great planter, to effect the dispersion of seeds, and by which the young plants are separated and sent out into the world from their seed-cup homes, are as various anu curious as the forms of the seed-cups themselves. So soon as the seed is ripe, Grew quaintly remarks, Nature taketli several methods for its being duly sown. For, first, the seeds of many plants which affect a peculiar soil or scat, as of ” arum, poppy, &c., arc heavy and small enough, without further care, to fall directly down into the ground. But, if they arc so large and light as to be exposed to thc wind, they are often furnished with one or more hooks to stay them from straying too far from their proper place. So the seeds of avens have one single hook, those of agrimony and goosegrass many: both the former loving a warm hank, thc latter a hedge, for its support. On the contrary, many seeds are furnished with wings or feathers; partly with thc help of the wind to carry them when ripe from off thc plant, as of the ash, syc amore, maple, mahogany, and trumpet flower, and partly to enable them to make good their flight more or less abroad, so that they may not, by falling together, come up too thick, and that if one should miss a good soil or bed another may hit. So the kernels of pine have wings, yet short, whereby they fly not into the air, but only flutter upon thc ground. But those of cat's-*ail, dandelion, and most of the thistle kind have long numerous feathers by which they arc wafted every way. Thc cotton- grass is supplied with so much of this feathery material that it gives a character to the. fields in which it grows. Mrs. S. (’. Hall said she saw scores of bogs in Ireland looking like fields of snow from the immense quantity of cotton- grass down with which it is covered. Hedges in which the traveller’s-joy is abundant have a beautiful appearance at seed time, owing to the silvery plume appearing on thc fruit. The wind is especially useful in wafting the minute, impalpable sporules of cryptogamic plants to considerable distances. It has been supposed that two species of lichen found on the coasts of Bretagne have been brought thither from Jamaica by the prevalence of the south west wind. This is easily explained by the lightness and minuteness of tlioc seeds, some of which arc mere dust, while those of the club-moss are but the eighteen thousandth of an inch in thickness. On the -‘Jth of August, 1830, a lichen suddenly appeared among a plantation of pines in the neighborhood of Dresden, covering thc leaves only, however, on the side nearest to the wind: and at another time the sails of a ship at sea, near Stockholm, were in an instant covered with a sort of lichen This appearance, which lias been explained by supposing that thc minute germs came floating invisibly upon the breese, is said to be common in Persia, Armenia, and Tartary, where the people eagerly cat the lichens, saying that they come from heaven. Other seeds arc scattered, not by flying abou+, but by being spurted or darted away by the plant itself. The wood-sorrel lias its seed-ves sel constructed in such a way that, when dry, it bmsts open, and in a moment is violently ! turned inside out. When oats arc ripe, the 1 grains arc thrown from the flowcr-cup with a ' 'Utiuoiae, which he iuuuxi in or t putt £*-Ac squirting ctteatnbuk, the of holding on diminishes, and the shaking of h ’ A boosy fellow was observed, tfce other day. the wind or thc beating of the rain. ] driving a “pofker,” holding on to his tail, and Seas, rivers, and currents are among th® : when asked what he was doing, replied that he most effectual means of dispersing thc neidUof i was studjimjjfe-hography. plants. Monsieur Charles Martin, Professor of 1 k - Botany at the Montpellier Faculty of Medicine, * An in Ne# York is charged with grossly in a letter to Monsieur FlourenA) communi- j misrcglrsenting tht condition of the streets, cated to the Academy of Scicnce^etates that, i One w©*]d tuiakibat an editor had better do after experimenting up<*n a CK. variety of j anytlra^ eTB<Hrtan lie afrout the streets scons taken haphazard, he IinU»Jiat two-thirds j of Them float upon thc sea; Wms explaining how seeds which Humboldt said must have been borne by plants and trees in Jamaica and Cuba, are thrown on the shores of the Hebrides. The Gulf Stream is supposed to be the princi pal agent in the diffusion of European plants in the islands of Shetland, Feroe, and Iceland. Many seeds growing near the sea-shore, like he cocoa-nuts of the tropics, are washed away by the waves and carried by the currents, until, becoming heavy and saturated with sea-water, they are left to germinate on far-distant coasts and newly formed islands. Sea-weeds produce their seeds in a strange manner, assuming rather thc character of ani mals than of plants. The seeds are crowded together in cells on the tough leaf of the plant. These extremely minute seeds are surrounded with little hairs gifted with vibratory motion, which in due time, when the cell bursts, row each seed away to a proper resting-place. An old observer, Dr. Tancred Robinson, says the sudden emptying of the bags of seed causes a great commotion of the water in their neigh borhood : and the departure of the flocks ap pears to take place at fixed periods, generally betimes in the morning; one sen-weed choosing the hour of eight, and another daybreak. Animals, even, are to a great extent em ploye*! by Nature to assist her in her planting. Seeds often become entangled in their hair aud wool: the seeds of agrimony being thus dis seminated by sheep. The hooks of the burdock cling to the passing animal, and are carried often mill's away. All sorts of animals, in cluding monkeys, squirrels, mice, and birds, carry away, and sometimes hide, seeds, either voluntarily or involuntarily, to serve as food. Gilbert White says. “Many horse-beans sprang up in my field-walks in the autumn, and are now grown to a considerable height. As the Ewel was in beans last summer, it is most likely that these seeds came from thence : but then the distance is too considerable for them to have been conveyed by mice. It is most probable, therefore, that they were brought by birds, and, in particular, by jays and pies, who seem to have had hid themselves among the grass and moss, and then to have forgotten where they had stowed them. Some peas are growing also in the same situation, and proba bly under the same circumstances. ” But more especially those seeds which are furnished with hard bony coverings to the kernel (as in stone fruit), and are capable of resisting the digestive action of the juice of the stomach, arc conveyed by animals in a state fitted for germination. Among our native plants there are the cherry, sloe, haw, and mistletoe, whose seeds are eaten by birds with thc pulp. Indeed, thc ancient naturalists gen erally agree in thinking that the mistletoe can only be propagated by its seeds being carried & by, and passing through the bodies of, Wc hope their will be no question, hencefor ward, of the benefits Of marriage, after this emphatic endorsement of the institution by the Georgia Temperance Crusader: We extend to him (Prather of ilie Cham bers Tribune) our hearty congratulations, and wish him and his beautiful young bride all the happiness that married life can afford. He hath done well to take unto himself a compan ion, for editors, above all men, have so many trials to contend with during the day, that they should have a sweet counsellor to console them when they retire from their sanctum. We advise all editors to marry, and that in tbe bloom of early manhood, as our young friend Prather has done. *2- - Ladies 1 Wreath. 1 Tl»r Maid I Lo FLASH, OK MOllll. cells of which it. is composed vary in their size j alter 111 T. Pope Blunt, in bis N:. and threw bis rider over his head, but the laater | bad scarcely touched the ground before he was j mounted agnin. Throwing down the ten dollars and his pen knife without saying a word, he “struch a bee-line” for the Savannah, looking j alternately over each shoulder as long as the j wagoner remained in sight. The maid I love has violet eyes, And rose-leaf lips of red, She wears the moonshine round her neck. The sunshine round her head : And she is rich in every guile, And crowned kings might envy me The splendor of her smile. The Story of theRoiirei:.—There is a beau tiful story told of a certain young robber in thc life of the blessed apostle St. John. A young man of Ephesus, who had become a Christian, and of whom St.John was very fond, got into trouble while St. John was away, and had to flee for his life into the mounts* There he joined a band of robbers, and was so daring and desperate, that they soon chose him as their captain. St. John came back, and found the poor lad gone. St. John had stood at thc loot of the cross years before, and heard his Lord pardon the penitent thief, and he knew how to deal with such wild souls. Ann what did lie do? Give him up for lost ? No! He set off, old as he was, by himself, straight for the mountains, in spite of the warnings of his friends, that lie would be murdered, and that this young man was thc most desperate and blood-thirsty of all thc robbers. At. last he found the young robber. And what did the robber do? As soon as he saw St. John com ing, before St.John could speak a word to him, he turned and ran away for shame ; and old St. John followed him, never saying a harsh word to him, but only crying alter him, “My son, my son, come back to your father!” and at last he found him, where lie was hidden, and held him by his clothes, and embraced him, and pleaded with him so, that the poor fellow burst into tears, and let St. John lead him away; and so that the blessed St. John went down again to Ephesus in joy and triumph, bringing his lost lamb with him. She walks the earth with such a grace The lillies turn to look. And waves rise up to catch a glance. And still thc quiet brook : Nor ever will they rest again, But chatter as they flow. And babble of her crimson lips. And of her breast of snow. :i And e’en thc leaves upon the trees Are whispering tales of her. And tattle till they grow so warm That, in the general stir, They twist them from the mother branch. And through the air they fly, Till, fainting with the love they feel. They flutter down and die. and contents in different parts; and some con taining thick matter, becoming distended at thc expense of others with thinner matter, the force of endosmosc ultimately causes rupture of the valves at their weakest point—that is to say, where they join thc stem. When this takes place, thc elasticity of the valves sends out the seeds and fluid contents with great force through the opening made by thesepara- tion of the stalk. If the touch-me-not balsam j is touched it instantly tires a discharge of seeds I at the intruder, by the five valves of the seed- ! vessel curving inwards in a spiral manner, in | consequence of the distention of thc outer 1 large cells. Grew says “the seeds of heart's- I tongue is flung on shot away by thc curious contrivance of thc seed-case as in coddqd as- | inart, only there the spring moves and curls inward, aud here outward, viz. every sccd-case is of a spheric figure and girded about with a sturdy spring. The surface of this spring re sembles a fine screw, and so soon as the spring is become stark enough, it suddenly breaks the case in two halves like two little cups, and so flings tlie seed.” Spencer Thomson, in his book on Wild Flowers, says many must have remarked this fact for themselves, when, un der the heat of a July sun, tlicir wanderings have led them through some And what is stranger still than all, The wonders of her grace : Her mind's the only thing to match The glories of her face, oh ! she is nature’s paragon— All innocence of art; And she lias promised me her hand. And given me her heart. An eccentric friend stepped into a store— which shall he nameless—Where some “colored brethren” were doing a little trading. “Ah ! yi r . said our friend, “you have your cousins in, I see.” The young merchant said nothing, but looked mad. Our friend stepped ou t—but in a few minutes returned, after the sable ouBtomcrs bad departed. *'*1 hope you wont take any offence nt, what I remarked just now,” said he. “Oh, no,” said thc merchant, “1 never take offence at anything you say.” “Glad of it,” replied our quizzer, “the nig gers arc as mad as tlie d 1!” And then he sloped, narrowly missing a flying yardstick. And when the spring again shall flush Our glorious .Southern bowers, My love will wear a bridal veil. A wreath of orange flowers : And so I care not if the sun Should founder in thc sea. For oh ! the star beam of her love Is light enough for me. [Montgomery/ . f drertis> * BESIDE MV FATHER’S GRAVE.’ In yonder calm and lonely dell, Where weeping-willows wave, There is a spot dear to iny heart— It is my lather’s grave. Thc grave of him I fondly loved. As child can parcntlove; Of him who breathed my name in Ere SHared his soul above. An Allegory.—A humming-bird met a but terfly, and being pleased with the beauty of its wings, made ah offer of perpetual friend ship. “I cannot think of it,” was the reply, “as von once spurned me, and called nte a crawl- i n rr ” oh ! oft 1 watch the sunbeams bright. In mild aud beauteous play. Calm, lingering round that holy spot. As daylight fades away. And when thc last bright ray is gone, And twilight shadows steal, T love to sock my father’s grave. In humble prayer to kneel. ing dolt.’ “ Impossible!” exclaimed thc humming-bird. “I always cnteriiiined thc highest respect for such beautiful creatures as yon.” “Perhaps yen do now,” said the other, “but when you insulted me I was a caterpillar. So let me give you l bit of advice. Never insult | the humble, nstljcy may some day become your superiors.” As gentle zephyrs softly play Arounnd that spot 1 love, Methinks I hear the whispered words Of angels from above. They seem to say, “Oh! do not weep. Thy father now is blest. Dost know thy God, in wisdom, doth All things as seemest best? The Rev. I)r. Bason stopped to read a thcat- r J cul placard which attracted his attention. Cooper, the tragedian, coming along, said to him “Good morainj, sir—do ministers of the gos pel read such thugs?” “Why not, sir r said thc Doctor; “ministers of thc gospel havi a right to know what the devil is about as well is other folks.” “Thy father dwells in realms of bliss And smiles, lone child, on thee; On earth dear as thou wert to him, Thrice dear in Heaven thou’lt be. IVcep not! but humbly*gently b**w To God’s most holy will. Oh ! calm the anguish of thy heart. Its deep, deep sorrow still. “IIow much rolney have you ?’’ said a rich i old curmudgeon lo u gay young fellow then j courting bis prett daughter. “O, 1 haven't t uch of anything now, but I have a very rich ] ospect, indeed.” The wedding * -curred aud the old chap ' : m-in-law that thc rich pros- | pect was the pro? >cct of marrying his dnugh- “Aud when thy pilgrimage is past Thy day of sorrow o’er, Thoul’t meet iu Heaven thy father dear. And meet to Juirt. no more.” And then my stricken soul is cheered; Upward 1 turn my gaze, In calm submission to adore My God’s mysterious ways. A bird that * made to slug. - ing ami will not, must be 1 homeward bend my weary step. With slow, unwilling tread— For l could dwell, by day, by night, In converse with the dead. And ns the i winkling stars appear. I leave thc willow’s wave— My heart, my soul, a vigil keep Beside my father’s grave. [Home Jou and they have wondered what could be the meaning of the incessant crack, crack, which seems momentarily to occur on every side, as if some fairy folk were firing feu dc juie to celebrate the tine weather. Verily, too, the tiny soldiers, whoever they be, seem to have loaded with something more than powder, for, after each crack, thc attentive ear might catch the sound as of dropping shot.among thc leaves. At last thc eye detects one of the black pods of the broom or of the gorsc in thc very act of firing; in one moment each pod-valve has twisted itself into a spiral, and sent its seeds, the fairy projectiles, scattering all around. And thus there is an explanation of thc fairy fusillade, but we find out that spring-guns are in use in Flora's kingdom instead «>f Minic rifles. Derlinni, in his Physico-Theology, says thc plants of the ginger family tnay be added here to those whose pods fly open and dart out their seed upon a small touch of the hand. Moisture, as well as dryness, operates in the bursting of seed-vessels. The pod of thc Rose of Jericho is so striking an example of this, that wc must quote an account, of it which ap peared in Household Words (vol. xvii. page "41): “ This little plant, scarcely six inches high, after thc flowering season, loses its leaves, and dries up info the form of a ball. In this condition it is uprooted by thc winds, and is carried, blown or tossed, across the desert into thc sea. When the wee rose feels thc contact ol thc water, it unfolds it self, expands its branches, and expels its seeds from their secd- | vessel**. The seeds, after having become tho roughly saturated with sea-water, arc carried j by t he tide and laid upon the sea-shore. From l thc sea-shore thc seeds arc blown back again ! into thc desert, where, sprouting roots and j leaves, they grow into fruitful plants, which | will in their turns, like their ancestors, be j whirled into the sea.” Dr. Sloanc, in liis Voy- ' age to Jamaica, gives an account of a plant 1 which lie calls the Spirit Leaf. lie says: “The : admirable contrivance of Nature in this plant | is most plain. For the seed-vessels being the best preserver of the seed is there kept from, the injuries of air and earth, till it he rainy when it is a proper time for it to grow, and ^ then it is thrown round thc earth, ns grain by a skilful sower. When any wet touches the end of the seed-vessel, with a smart noise aud : a sudden leap it opens itself, ami with a spring .scatters its seed to a pretty distance round if, where it grows.” i Nature has several other methods of planting adapted to individual peculiartie*. The screw like appendages of the crane’s-bill seeds assist to roll them to some clink in thc earth, ami then screw them into it. Tlio poppy has little pores at the summit of the seed-cup : ami thc pimpernel splits off a little lid and disoloscsits well-hoarded treasury, while the cross-flowers, like the wallflower, quietly lift up their sides to let the seeds fall. Thc willow herbs open clogantly at the top to permit their beautifully arranged and winged germs to take tlicir flight, j The ivy-lcnvod toad-flax carefttlly buries its seed. The subterraneous clover, ns the time 1 for planting approaches, surrounds (he seed- | vessel with spiny projections, which protect Tricks of a Juggler.—The New York cor respondent of the Philadelphia Enquirer gives the following: Wc have a celebrated juggler performing in the city, who played an amusing trick in a Broadway omnibus recently. There was a dis tinguished literary gentleman in the stage, with whom he entered into conversation. At length the literary gentleman pulled the strap, and was about to get out, when the juggler tapped him gently on the shoulder. Excuse me, sir,” said he, “I donbt not you are an honest man, but I perceive you have one of my gloves in your pocket,” And greatly to the gentleman's surprise, he pulled one of his gloves from and inside pock et, in wlrch. of course, he had adroitly placed it without the gentleman's knowledge. Had I have taken one,” replied the gentle man, “I should have taken both.” “ Yes,” replied the juggler, “but I see you have my pocket-book \s well.” Whereupon he took that article from the very bottom of the astonished gentleman's in side pocket. Charles the Second. In its review of John Forster's Arrest of the Five Members by Charles the First, die Lon don Athenaeum has a pleasant passage relative to that fascinating gentleman Charles the Second: the germs while digging their way down into I the soil. Thc mignonette seed escapes easily by tbe little bell in which they are contained opening and permitting them to fall as they are perfected. There are several physical circumstances favorable to nature planting, such as the weight which increases nt the same time as the power History, was confirmed to him by persons that liVed many years in those parts, whose relation was, ‘The nutmeg being ripe, several birds come from the islands towards thc south, and devour it whole, but are forced to throw it up again, before if is digested. That the nutmeg, then besmeared with a viscous matter, falling to the ground, takes root, and produces a tree which would never thrive was it planted.’ ” And M. There not, in his Travels to the Indies, gives this ac count : “The tree is produce*! after this man ner. There is a kind of birds in thc island, that, having picked off thc green husk, swallow thc nuts, which, having been some time in tlicir stomach, they void by the ordinary way: and they fail not to take root in thc place where they fall, and in time to grow up to a tree. This bird is shaped like a cuckoo, and the Dutch prohibit their subjects, under pain of death, to kill any of them.” Ivy berries afford a noble and providential supply for birds in winter aud spring, says Gilbert White, for the first severe frost freezes and spoils all the haws, sometimes by the mid dle of November; but ivy berries do not seem to freeze. A.nd Mr. R. C. Norman remarks that thc seeds of ivy are not in general found to grow well, however carefully planted; while that which is self-sown, or sown by birds, un der trees aud walls, will grow abundantly; from which fact it lias been supposed that such mucilaginous seeds require to be passed through some digestive process to render them fruitful. Yet, notwithstanding, a great many seeds escape all these influences, and either wither or rot, or are totally destroyed by insects. However. Nature has ensured the preserva tion of many vegetable species by the truly astonishing number of seeds which she pro duces. It has been calculated that there are about thirty thousand seeds iu every single head of poppy, and if all were to come up, t he whole of our globe would in a few years be covered with poppies. One of our native this tles would by the second year of its growth, if all its seeds were ,o take root, be thc progeni tor of about five hundred and eighty millions of thistles. In the great, cat’s-tail (Typha ma jor), thc seeds, being blown off by the wind, arc often lost, but this is made up for by each spike bearing about, forty thousand seeds, so that upon the three spikes which every plant commonly produces, there arc every year more than a hundred and twenty thousand seeds. The majestic Norfolk Island pine (Araucaria) bear* on every tree from twenty to thirty fruits, and each fruit contains about three hundred kernels. Iu some parts of the country in which they grow, when left to themselves, these trees form immense forests, extending north and south for eight hundred miles. The to bacco (Nicotian tabacum) lias been known to produce-on one plant three hundred aud sixty thousand seeds; and the annual produce of a single stalk of spleen wort has ®&en estimated at a million. Many plants in their wild state propagate themselves by shoots. The care taken by Na ture to ensure the proluction of grass is truly wonderful. Even when thc leaves are trodden down or consumed, the roots still increase: and the stalks which support the flowers are seldom eaten by cattle, so that the seeds Are always allowed to ripen. Some of the grasses grow ing on the very high mountains, where thc heat is not sufficient to ripen thc seeds, are propagated by shoots or suckers, which, rising from the root, spread along thc ground aud then take root themselves. And these grasses, deriving their names from their peculiar struc ture. arc called sucker-bear ing (atoloniferous). Other grasses are propagated in a not less re markable manner: the see«ls l>cgin growing within the flower-cup itself iwhich in grasses is called thc husk), until diminutive plants arc formed with leaves and roots, and these falling to thc ground take root, and then continue to grow liko the parent plant, h such cases the grass called live-born (Viviparous). There is a native kind called viviparous fescue-grass, which grows iu perfection in Scotian*! on dry walls, and in the moist ere\ ices of rocks. The lily of the valley spreads itself by moans of creepers under the soil, and thc verbena by throwing out long shoots which produce roots at tlicir joints. Strawberry seed* arc always eaten along with the pulp, therefore the plant is easily made to grew from suckers or young shoots. The mango-trees, which grow in verj damp and marshy soil upon the tropical sea shore, hear their fruit aud seeds at the tips of tlicir branches. The seeds do not fail when ripe, but sprout out their roots three or four feet long from the parent tree until they reach the ground. They then fix themselves iinto thc earth, and each plant multiplying in turn in the same way, the progeny of a single tree will sometimes spread themselves, until they may l»o found covering an area of more than sixty “Every one who has been properly brought up, is familiar, on the stage and in the picture- galleries, with the ideal image of the Merrie Monarch. A bright young gentleman he is— a young Apollo, blithe and debonair—with a rosy cheek and a laughing eye, a fell of loose brown curls round his gracelessly graceful brow, a gay r nd bounding step, and incon ceivable passi >n for pranks and pusttj girls, roystering, re .kless, generous; mw, in his warmth of he.rt, to help a fellow ip distress with h-^jmrs as he is to comfort the laud- lord’^^H^^fefbiughter with a Thi square?' Another figure, somewht to nature and the books, is that of man, bald and bewigged, eyes bl bauchcry. face sallow, saturine aid pinched, a man hobbling to thc grave in the midst of a rout of gamesters and courtezans, who wrangle with each other and play false to him, a King ready to sell his country to its etfemies, and give up liis religion for a bribe—a Prince to whom no man was ever attached—and no wo man ever true. ore close dark old with de ludes. A Lion Review. The following account given by a French c£ ficcr in a late work on Algeria—of the review of a part of the force by a lion, while they were on thc march to attack the Kabyles—is of the most graphic and thrilling we remem ber : “We had ridden carelessly forward, admir ing thc view, or speculating on the game to be found in those mountain passe-, when a sudden halt and the unslinging of carbines startled us. Pushing past the rear files we galloped to the front just in time to prevent the Sergeant, who led the advance, firing at a noble lion, who, ad vancing toward the same path which we were pursuing, had halted abruptly at our view. He had evidently conic from a different direc tion to thc one we were pursuing, and was making to the very pile of mountains whose sombre colors hud excited our curiosity. Five minutes later and wc should not have seen him ; but, as it happened, there he stood, evidently very much astonished at thus plumping sud denly upon so large a party. Were we to lire we should doubtless either kill or mortally wound the animal. In the first case all would be well, and wc should be the richer by a lion's skin ; in thc second place, we should be sure to lose one or more men, and it was a responsi bility the youug officer in command would not assume. Hastily giving the order to unsling the carbines, lie closed up the men with some difficulty, for the horses were restive. In case the lion showed a disposition to attack, all were to face towards him, and it was to be hoped that the general discharge would prove mortal li' disposed to let us to do so, we were to pass him quietly. 1 have often hoard that the lion by day in no way resembles the same animal by night. During the darkness, seizing his prey where he can find it, be will attack anything with the greatest ferocity ; but during the daytime, it being his proper period of sleep, and being, besides, generally gorged with food, he seldom attacks man. In the present instance I had little confidence in tbe effect of our fire, for our horses, as their riders approach their dreaded enemy, become more aud more alarmed and restive. The lion was doubtless the one 1 blkl heard roar in the distance the previous night, and he had been to the.other side, seeking his food among the douars of the native tribes near Tenient, flom which he was now returning to his den. Our files well closed up, we neared the lion, who showed no symptoms of fear; gazed at us, not savagely, but apparently with great cu riosity. Then he moved his tail to and fro, like a largo cat; and as we neared him he de liberately sat down on his hind quarters, look ing then for all like world like a queer colored large Newfoundland dog. Just as we rouged up with him, passing by in single file, the horses heads and tail well together, he open ed his largo mouth with a mighty yawn, utter ing as he did so a sound between a heavy sigh and a growl. This he did without rising, and in a most sleepy manner, as though he were supremely indifferent to our presence. At this time aur horses were terribly excite*!, and my own, a jet black Syrian barb, which had carried me many a mile over the plains of Wallachi and Roumelia, and who, from his in tense love of mischief and fighting I had loug since christened “ Boshi-lUzouk, ’ was now completely cowed, and though walkiug at a very slow pace, his black coat was all white with foam. I was not fifteen paces from the lion, ami could not resist the fancy that seized mo to rein in and look at him. Trembling in every limbjfcy hora# obeyed me, aud as the rear tiles of our escort moveU plated the noble brute. male, of the color called by thwNnmvca the • “black lion,” and which, they say, is the most fierce and terrible of all. He seemed sleepy and quiet enough just then, and did not even look at mo. The jangling of the meu's armor seemed to catch his attention, and, indeed, it was but a moment’s space that was allowed me for contemplation, for a very slight move on his part caused niy horse to bound so as almost to uuhorseme, and as 1 recovered my seat and my power over my steed, the slfopy fellow had deliberately lain down, and resting his fine head on two mighty paws, he followed ns with his eye as we moved slowly away. THE OCNP.fi/ IL UHRARY THL UNivunmr ATHENS, : i i: