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I •' • %\\$ gmwiik &&vtxtim I» Dtrrt** t» LOCAL INTERESTS AND GENERAL INTELLIGENCE. HIDSCIUI-TIO * raw, Ono Dollar por Year, in Advance. $1,40, Delivered to Village Sulncnbcri. TIE ADVERTISER HAS THE LARGEST CIKUW10S 0/ »B » paper in tins section, nml subscribers are con •Unity coming in. We shall iilm, us heretofore, to Bik* It ono of tho bast Advertising mediums in the tounlry, and believe that urn giro our patrons moro loan \valun rocoivod\ by tlio following low JUTKS UF U-VEUTISIVO One Week, One Month. Tliroti .Mi.nth Six Months, ono Year, 1 siiuart*. | i t cat | fill | 1 col. 60 2.00 3.00 4.00 1 IM 4.00 0.00 8.00 S, 3.110 K.CKJ r.'.ou 18.00 5.00 12.t»*» 1H0O aa.oo S.iX) •JtUJO 30.00 50.00 j a XJ\TS WJUVTX n. Wo offer the most liberal inducements tu agents who would like lo cunviiis f.,r MIIIV rilifrs,—made known on aj'jiln utioii Tim Advertiser ROCS postage fr«e In tho ( ouuly, and is but .'t^ 1 c nts per quarter •liawhare. \ddres* A n nrN.NEJ.L. Donsville, N,Y gxttlsior goofe ami ¥ob printing EHTAUI.I8IIMENT. Mala StisKt, • • Daairlllo, X V Published Weekly, BY A. O. BUNNELL. Three Cents per Oopy. VOL. II. DANSVILLE, N. Y., THURSDAY, JANUARY 17, 1861. NO. 3. Joi J 'WWTI.NU of every description, dune with nent t»w and dispatch, ainl mi very low terms rcsscs Ijpa, Horilors, Ornaments, (\tits etc , entirely now— IMAIMS unequalled in tln« icMmn <>f country. »S.0lflee in the New *iiiiencan Hotel Blot-It, en Mice through Rogers Ur.i s <lore & P. WISNKR & CO., Matiuf.u lurer* am! Iiealcrs in Out Tobacco, Snuff & Cigars. Manufactory,» orncrH' liool * Tenth Sts, Kn .nit .lo, N\. \V. J.nKHKJJV UOTXL, MUX sriaKr, - - - niMNtu,» J. UY U C TUI/ill Tin* Hot\! is now lilted uji to meet the Hints of tho (ravelling e> innmniiity in a superior st\le. ami with Ample uocuiumodHtnui fur u laryc titimlier of uuesls The table is at nil turn s Miijipln -il with tho bust nf the l«wn 1 'nrtK ular attf tit>• >n jmi'l t>> the pleasure and comfort of those who xi..put tin*, Hotel Mf ' y. II.MARSIIALL, PI.UN AMi nllN VMKNT \L Booli-Binder, And Blank Book Manufacturer, Hums' Ulof U, t . mi r of |tu:l tl,• and **t .ite Strei t.», RoebMtir. >. Y E i: K'K.EKs 4 m., Am-uts fur I'.in -ville unci ricirntv .1. ,r. HKOWN, ANALYTICAL CIIKMIST, Mi-Htrllle Ntmtnary, li prepared to furnish correct analysis of Soils. Min- Mineral Well or Spring Water, Prugs, Analysis frihr c|i'ti'i'ii.,n .if l'i.i-..tm, Ac Uttiiixilln, N *i .. *r|it li. IMIO. fitf 11EXHY N. SCHLICK, Ktikhlonablr Barber and Hair Dresser, WENDELL BLOCK, - * MAIN STREET, DANSVILLE, N . Y . Hair, WhMcers & Moustaches Ujed JTlty the .Tfo.f .tpprorcti Slylt. Kaai.K /toTKr., COtlNK R OF I *N\ L Wit JKI'FERSO N MTREKTS, >I L sri-:HM\\\ l'r.>i.ni>tnr Tins lloti-1 him l» I it fittf.l tip an.I nim-li inipruvivl Rim r it IIIIIIII into tip h HI li of iti prenent owner, who fin -Is , ••niVliMit that In- . .in iifi-t tin wants i.fthr pulilii\ in .111 i ntiri l\ -ati'f.f tut) iimiiinT Stf jtji.ys i~u. tj B MO I'SK, in w i i.n/.ii.i; The Tiiitiivill.. ti .Hi m it ii.,« in lii tti-r iiiiiilitiiiii fur the ..iniii.il.iti..ii .,f tl,.. )nili||, than PUT lieluri- and is giiinniir, a wnli. spr, a I p joit.iti.> II fur its .siipc rior ni.inniteim nt xtf V. J*. JS>'1>HVS3, Sl'KINUWATKK, N\ V. I> EA I. Kit IN I'ry f iooil«. (iroc-c-rjt.x, Tiuliiri 'rrnnminv(«. Hosiery, <<loTf<. Shirt* 1'r i« ITM, IJIIIIIIITK Ito'its ami Slmi-s, I'rti>!!( mill MIMIH IIK «. ' li\ ks, Watehe.s, JfHi-lry, YanKee NotioiiH, Af , etc CiESirK DRESS HITS, Fall Style, lsiW \| M,I , t l.ir^.- ussnrttnent of the ?l\ les of Suft llatn |il«t rfi 'OM 'il. lit the Hii-fuN t l .uritlNi. llnfSE Snptoinln-r. I\>I'»I Scott's Uillinnl Konmi. proMilcil with two unri­ valled Ublfs, are sitnati -il in llowurth'.s ni w Urtek Block, 3d story iipi-niit nil rfiiNoimble hours 3 A SCOTT. Proprietor. Ileauty to I^adien Irt A PKKTTY SlIAI'KJ) Hn.NNKT. TKIMMKl) IN I.OOH STYLE, A large n «s .,riui \iit n ov reail% at the Emporium of Fnhwn and Kir»t l'r>>iniiiiii \Milhm ry Store of Mr and Mr« .1 U I'ru «i.i. \Ve«t \-uli uf M.iin Street. I laiinville * 9 \ st'o'JT'.s ('()HX I*;T IJANli\ JJuHtvltlt, wV. 1*. This eelebrnted IIJIIKI . eompospd of fifteen exeol- lertt miiKl '-iaiiH, in tiim bftti r prepared than over lie- fare, to etei'iitf all «>rd> rs for niiisie f,,r Military and Civic proce—'ion*, .\nnnernary Exeri*l«e», fte., etc. Order* retpertfullt \\In iteif _Addrn «i< ( \IT \ Si 'OTT I)an«ville._N_Y Ul'SiNIOSS <\VltI)W Tinted, in Colors ami Plain, cotton up in every style. **H |irintv<|. nntl furm«lied nt the lowest rates, by A-0. Uiinnell. at the \.|\erti.ser Olliee. MHN. V. h. HOTTVM, Manufaeturer of Hair .Jewelry, Htte h ns Eiir-HuiR.s, Pins, Neiiklacco. UIUKS , HnieeliitA, Crnsxen, CHnrtiiM. Guard ('liuliio. Vent ChnniN, do., upposite the Atner- lean Uotel, Mum ntn-et u MJHTIJV ft0f^, FMltlonablO Harber nml HuJr Pronter noomu »d- Pr '^^mtrican Hotel. Mnin 8t„ Dinisvillo, N Y. . r _lnjr ami Visit lug €ardM fritiledit^Hie Xdi?ertiser Odlee in the most unique and fashionable style, and nontly put up in enses OJC- prtsaly for the purpoxe A Oc BUNNELL. r. JKM icj>*/»v j ujyjKs, ManHfarturor of Huggics nnd Cutters, eorner of Pine »nd Spruce streetn. Dansville. llo mtinitfaetttrestlio ™<t and highest finishfd Carriages, Unifies and Cut> in Western New York Cnrri.-jgo '1 nmrnings for a«ls. Sign Pnindtig done to order. 12 _ CJTJ/.OOCJSS For Sehools, NnrserMiien, Merchants, Meelinniee and others, printed iit'low rates. Call nt the \drc- hieryfflco,biinHViUe. N V A. O. HL'NKELL. Barb«r and Hur rire««.-r I».-in«ville, N Y Kooma in Xcdguj Block, M»nl Street. For tho Advertiser. Dedication lor an Album. Bt L. U. r. fOORl!. Go, littlo volume, on thy mission gn, Into» world of wnnt, nnd slu, and wool Let order from tins, vnst confusion spring, And crown onch pago with friondBliip's oiferfng. Uo to tho wit. tho poet nml the stigo— Tho child, the youth, the man of hoary age; Seek from them all, mementos rich uud rare, Which bring it solace in the hour of enre. Ask from tlio wit n thought, n sparkling gem, (ileiittud from the fount of friendship'* diadotn; A pearl—a ruby—which by far outshines, The costly diamonds of (Joleondn's mine!\. iio to tho poet, at Parnassus' mount. Where ripples forth Cnstilnv's siu-rod fount, Drink deep—drink much from out this sparkling rill- ' Cove scopo to fancy, let It rovo at wllh And in thy course, hold converse with the sage; Collect instruction from thu pen of age— The weighty' matter—wisdom, justice, truth - Are grnceful ornaments adorning youth. Let no mean trash thy spotless pages stulu, But gather thoughts that o'er shall wako again The echo of swoel friendship pure and bright, Which waft the soul from oblivion into light, And o'er tho restless spirit a halo cast, That clouds not tho sunshine o f the past. Kettirn, loved volume, now n o longer roam, '1 hy mission finished, bring the chaplothomo, In which time never can detrcSy thy bloom, E'en wheji tho author fills the Bileut tomb. Lansing, Mich., Jan. 7, 1861. Somebody's Son. 11T TWIuailT. 8o«noDir's son was out last night, HruiMiig about the town: And, if I mistake not, ho was tiijht, \Tight as nl'crby clown \ 1 know he's considered a mural youth,* Atxyvr, lunpieiiin , but that Is no reason why, to tell tho truth, He hivdn t ••a brick in his hut '* Daylujhl morality i>ften takes Strange fancies into its heud, \nd \plays the devil,\ nml ••jitnlps U$ shakes,\ \S lieu tin pulilit eye is in bed. \.Vy son can't dance,\ Somebody said, '•Eur never a lesson took he\— Hut heilnm i d last night, while you were in bed, \ml \Twdighl\ «as there to see. \oit may call it •Innruuj, or not. as you feel, Tliough for half an hour, or moro, He danced, or 'jigijed\ a \tangle-foot reel,\ In front of my ollico door '•M<i son enn t sin/i.\ Somebody swears, Hut he sung last night, 1 know, As fultnh u song, as a .lemon dares To sing in the regions below » \Mil son don't imbibe,\ Somebody thinks, Well, mny be he don't, but then. Tint hcrWi very much like ono who drinks,, ( an he proved by a hundred men. •\ et sonirrAite; was tight, yes, drunk, lust hight, Si ilriiuk it i oul d \.eareely craw) Perhaps twanthelirtui of a erownleis hat That I (..unit !•>• my garden wall' So. fur fear I nm wrong nnd sumubody'a risht, My hasty words I recall, And say that the fAiii <7 I saw last night, \\ as nuhudu'a son—that's all _ *J»' casus JPe^qmrcd by l»w, at the Adverti .M -r office -V \ Dl 'NNKI.L. TWO SIDES OF LIFE'S'PATttWAY. J1Y A MAN DA M. D0TJ0LAS8. ( HAPTER II. . •'CjiSarY \Ile who for love hns undergoM ' •* The worst that can befall, Is happier. thousai)d-fold, than ono Who never loved at all. A grace within his heart hns reigned. That nothing else can bring; Thank (»od for till that I have gained Hy that high .suffering.'' Days wove weeks, weeks wero busy twin­ ing months, and long, weary months shad­ owed themsclvus into years, and ye t Allan Evcrard, with his fair boy, dwelt at Rbse- dell. Th e cottuge was tho samo; every Spring tho vines wcro trained anew—the garden wnlks ornamented with brilliant flowers—every tiling without presented tho same aspect ns when its owner first came ; and within, t o an unpractised eye, there was no change Stranger hunds kept tho white curtain pure, and free from soil—stranger hands adorned the child, and tlio same caso and quiet elegance was discornablo in all.— Kurh morning the vases were filled with fresh floral ott'erings: each evening there went up a sweet hymn of praiso to tho glori­ ous Giver of life nnc] unnumbered blessings, and yet in tho heart's deep rccciscs there was a fearful blank. ^ Sunday ciimc, with its balm for tho world- wounded spirit—with its zephyr^liko still­ ness, and gently tolling boll, bringing hours of blessed rest, and then, hand in hand, walk­ ed AUnn Evcrard nnd his child to tho villago church. Thoro was one wanting beside them —there was a^ vacant scat in tho pjsw; there was an unoponcd hymn book, whoso rich, golden clasps I bor0'th«jh»mc of \Lucy Evo- rard;\ and their, heart* inwardly lingered for a liquid, melting tone to rise with them in triumphant praiso, or gently sink in prayer—one whoso image time could - no t obliterate, nor absence mar—forgotten^ nnd yet b°ld in memory. \ - And if possible it was fcltrtiil xnore acute­ ly at home. There was an ever' lingering for tho look, the smile, and the words that camo in melody in former days—a feeling of anxious expectation and hbpe deferred, that tho heart experienced but would not owAr—-,. There were times when tho father pwnfulPjr- longed to hear hii 'xhild'slips utter \mother\ once more, as i f to break the heavy stillness that unconsciously hung round his heart.— | There wcro times when the boy's young brow grew thoughtful, nnd his lips quivered in in­ tense emotion; but thoughts died ero utter­ ance gave them birth. H o neither wished nor asked for her, but clung .closer to his father, as i f in that love ho would drown till thoughts of his early bereavemont. Tho villagers remembered when he hud first brought tho fair face and frugilo form of hor he called his wife among thorn ; and whon they gazed upon her fair child, they whis­ kered, \Such as hint were not for this world;\ but they spoke not her nitmc U) «l» presence. Four years since, the footfall of Lucy Er- crard had echoed at Rosedoll, and the boy of half n dozen summers had numbered nearly halfa score, llo had been bird, flower, und sunshine, concentrated in his father's path, lie hud roamed tho deop woods, rend from tho same book, slept upon his bosom, pruyed at his kneo, nnd shnrcd nlono and undivided love's fond caress, until father and child hud as it were grown into one life. The bund o f God was luid heavily on Al­ lan Evarurd. Hud he seen his cottugo homo despeilod—the spot- so sacred to memory mado a huunt for decay, and tho owlet's scream falling fitfully on the stilly air,—hud ho been stripped of all his wealth, or doom­ ed to racking pains, all this he could huvo borno cheerfully. Ah! ho would huvo thought it but light to toil day b y day for broad, to save his child from hunger—borne any privation gladly to have suved-Jtu boy one pang. *\ There was nn unseen hand cutting the fi­ bres of his heart assiinder. No t the outer ones, those that reach hither and thither, encompassing all mankind: no but down closer, nearer, tho first chord that wound round the heart's core—gently removing the cherished idol le*t it should come between life and heaven. \Ab* when our twining love no more May to its idol i tin^. What kindly power into the heart Shall breeze or sunshine bring.\ There are times when sickness comes, with tho wifit Simoon's power, devastating all within its^reuch—not cuiiteut w ith destroy­ ing the outer temple—luj nig in waste the soul lit e\ i» and spouking features, but runs riot with tne intullcet, bringing ^ isions of terror i,n sleeping and waking moments; when the limbs throw u»' All restraint, and toss wildlv in answer to thu rucking pnin, until even those who worshipped at the shrine in former days, are first to pay for the spirit's rcmo\al. But not in such guise came death to the fair child o f Allan Evc­ rard. There is a gradual melting of tho ice on the clear bosom of the lake, when thespring- tido sun beams on it, sparkling many a hid­ den jewel, and bring to light rudiunt hues, fading.jso slowly that even decay is sweet to look upon—and as such came tho destroyer to the cottage gem. There was no agony o f pain—nothing to mark theateps of approach­ ing death but a bright sparkle in the eye, and a fever flush on tho check—something so beautiful, the heart could have blessed the angel whose wings' were enfolding the loved. Oh'. ho w blessed to die thus, like (lowers, yielding fragrance with their latest breath, sinking slowly away to the haven rest, where there is nought but joy, fadeless and ever enduring happiness—where none can say, \I am weary.\ And this was the fair boy's portion, lie had sported by tho gurgling wavelets, where tho bright sun­ shine played : ho had listened to the song of birds, when tho very air. he breathed seemed full o f melody: ho had heard the silver tinkling of flower-bells, and seen in the dusky twilight the bright stars in radiant-splendor: and now, when flowers had folded their leaves, and birds sought their leafy trees, liko thorn he was only going homo. It was eventide again, and Edward Evc­ rard slept calmly upon his father's bosom, scarcely loss fair than when a mother's heart had been tho resting place. Through the transparent skiu could be seen tho delicate tracery of every vein, that still led life blood through the 1 limbs. Time bad robbed the features of a fow dimples, yet loft much o f infantino beauty, enhancing it by tho sweet repose discornablo, while tho long eye-lashes rested on tho cheek, their golden, hues form­ ing a pleasing contrast to its lily whiteness. The evening breath crept idly through tho lattice window, bringing fragrance in every step, and gently playing with the silken hair of the sleeper. Minutes and hours wcro borno on time's restless wing, yot tho child slumbered,.while tho father gazed upon him, feeling how Jittlo would bo left when his child vu gdno—striving to keep back pain­ ful and'indistinct thoughts of the post. Thero was a sound—a sweet, \yet painful sound—floating through the apartment, un­ locking tho prison door of his hearjt, bidding the tumultuous feolings rush forth .without thought or order—a simple word Qxprossing the hidden yoarning o f years—a word wak­ ing unutterable lovo, thaC prido had vainly tried to destroy,—oh, strange it should have such powor now 1 There havp been times when the faces o f those w e loved changed to us fearfully— when somo cold feeling taught tho eye to glanco scornfully, the brows to knit sternly^ and the features to dissemble the real senti­ ments of tho heart—nj*c, jtivjEK. led the pure , lips, that wo once thought novor could de­ ceive, to wreathe themselves in falso smiles, glittering Hko tho reflection of sunlight on glass t all these may b e taught, and so skill­ fully acted upon that we turn away sick at heart, longing with our innermost thoughts nevof again to moot the wreck of our hopes. And yet it may hido a bursting, loving heart boncath—a heart that hath drank deeply tho bitter waters of life, until deception, alike to friend and foe, becomes from rory distrust a second nature; but there aro hours when the blossed portals o f sloop closo, shutting tho QUtcf world from the inner; and tho heart, traveling back ovor memory's plain for­ gets the desert path its weary feet have trod, ^either tho eyo nor brow may tell the res­ toration, for they are scalod: but in that silcijt hour tho lijw, warm with tho impress of some well nigh forgotten kiss, and from between the dewy twin rubies the world hath named lips, escapes endearing words, such as came in by-gone days, when tho sunlight of happiness streamed on tho way, in its first undimmed lustre, ore the clouds of adversity darkened—words that neither pride, power or stern command may still—words breaking from the heart's deepest cell, revealing ho w little real power outward change hath over the spirit. And so it was with the sleeping child, when his rounded lips parted ns the first leaves of the rose unroll, and gliding from tho pearly recess camo tho word tn :it had held his young heart in bondage, burning deeper and deeper to the core in silence when the garish light o f day shono, but at eve breaking forth softly o» the stilly air— \Mother!\ nnd as tho gates of his father's heart unclosed, there went up a voiceless prayer—the first prayer ever entwined with her namo— \that she might see her second life, that sho called child, die;\ and there welled up a deep sigh from his heart that woke tho boy 's dreamy spirit. The soft eye was upturned in its waking light to the fa­ ther, and from tho lips came words like tho musical tones of the south wind calling to life the flowers—• '•1 was dreaming of fitr, father.\ \I thought you had forgotten her,\ Allan Erernrd replied, und prido put hor hand on the gntewny of his heart. There was n look o f intense, unutterable fondness in the child's face, aghe returned— \(•> no, father, I could not forget her, for she seemed ever hovering round me ; and the sweet songs she vuyed to sing all came buck, with her gcntlVVor.ds and loving kiss; but you snid she was'wicked, and I only lin­ gered a moment .at your knee to pray God would forgive her. |X tried hot to love her, but it would come-T-lwks it so very wrong?\ There fell on tho child's sunny hair some thing like a dew drop, and as it rollod on tho floor, shivering in a thousand tiny specks, the father replied— \^o—wha.t else do you remember?\ Tho boy's slender fingers met and inter laced each othor, andaftora moment he said: \I remember it all, father—how she used 10 gather the flowers for me t o play with, andtell mo about the..kind God who made them, and smilo when I raUghed to sec the snow flakes dancing about, and her sweet song,— and oh ! don't you remember, father, how she used to twino her arms- around us, and say wo wero jewels* to her—priceless ones—hotter than sun or moon, stars o r flow ors—nnd how wo used to watch for your coming— oh: was it not beautiful ?\ \And what did you dream?\ \I dreamed she had come again, and her step was light, and her voice love —that sho knelt beside m o and said, Our Father.'—• There were bright birds singing, and sweet flowers, and I put my arms round her neck while sho kissed me, and i t hardly seemed like this,\ ond ho glanced round the room. \God bless you, darling,\ Allan Everard snid, as ho twined his arms around his child, and leaning down his head, both wept to gether. (To be continued.) Two WAYS O F TELLING A STOBY .—Eliz^ abeth Barrett relates tho following episode in her history: First time he kissod me, but only kissed The fingers of this hand wherewith I write; And ever sinco It grew morpjcloar and white— •aiov* to world grecting -HiuIck with It: \Oh list!\ When thpnngol speaki 'k ring of amethyst I could not wear plnluer to ray sight Than that first kjss^' OUI beyond deed! That was tho cry 'smof love, whicfi IOTO'S ono crown With sanctifying swoctnesi did precede The third upon my lip* wan folded down, In perfect purple statoJ I have been proud, and snid, \My love—my own.\ 'Sut Lovengood,' of Tennessee, has expe­ rienced a similar felicity, and describes it in the following: \I happened to pass next day; ov courso 1 stopped to enjoy a look at tho tempter, and sho war mighty luvin' to mo —put one arm round my neck an' tothcr wun whar tho cir- cinglo goes around a hoss, took tho 'inturn on'me with hor left foot,' and gin m o a kiss. Says she, \Sutty lovo, I've got somethin' for you—a new sensashun\-—an' I believed H, for I begun to feel it already. v My toes 'felt as i f minnors wur a nihblin' at-Jum—a cold streak ran up 'and down' 'my back like a Iizrard with a turkey hen after him in sot- tin' time, and m y sthnmick was hot -*rjd 0 n- tatisficdliko.\ BTiHULAKTt. ——Tho TJoulivlUe Journal beautifully.says thero are times when the pulse \lies low in tho bosom and beats low in tho veins—whon the spirit sleeps tho sloop, apparently, that knows n o waking,.in tho house o f clay, and the window shutters closed and tho door is hung with tho invisi­ ble crape of melancholy: when we wish the golden sunshine pttchy blackness, and very willing to fancy cloudi where n o clouds bo. This is a state o f sickness whon physic may be thrown to tho dogs, for we will have none, o f it. What shall ruiso tho sleeping Lazarus ? What shall make the heart beat music, again, and the pulses dance to it through all the myraid thronged halls in our house of life ? What shall make the snn kiss tho Eastern hills again for us with all his old awnking gladness, and tho night over­ flow with \moonlight niusic, lovo and flow­ ers ?*' Lovo itself ja the great stimulant—tho most intoxicating o f all—and perforins all these miracles—but it is a miracle itself, and is not at the drug storo, whatever they say. The counterfeit is in th o market, bu t the winged god is not a money chnngor.'.wc as sure you. \Men have tried many things—but stll they ask for stimulants. The stimulants w e use, but require tho use of more. Me n try to drown tho floating dead of thoir own^souls in tho wine-cup, but the corpses will rise Wo sco their faces in the bubbles. Tho in toxicating drink sets tho world whirling uguin, and tho pulses playing music, and the thoughts galloping—but tho fast clock runs down sooner; and tho unnatural stimulation only leaves the house it fills with wildest revelry moro silent, moro sad, n.ore deserted, more dead. \ Thoro is only one\stimulant that never fulls, and ye t never intoxicates—Duty.— Duty puts a blue sky over every man—up in his heart mny bo.\ Ajr exchange advortiaes for compositors '•that won't got drunk,\ and adds that \th o editor does all the getting drunk necessary to support thedignity ofthe establishment!\ N EWSPAPERS IN THI F AMILY. —A child beginning to road becomes delighted with newspapers, because they read of names and things .which are very familiar, and will make progress ticcordingly. A newspaper in the family one year, is worth a half year's schooling to the children, and every father must consider that substantial information is connected with this advancement. Th e mother of a family, having moro immediate chargoof the family, should herself be in structcd. A mind occupied becomes fortifl ed ngninst thesis o f life, and is braced for its emergencies. Children amused by read ing or study, are o f course more considerate and more easily gorerncd. How many thoughtless young men have spent their earnings in a grog shop who ought to have been reading. How many paronts wh o have nover spont twenty dollars for books or papers for their families, would gladly have given thousands to reclaim son or daughter who had ignorantly and.thoughtlessly fallen into temptation. *!'•;• THE Duke of Wellington was onco rcf UST ed admissjon into tho commander-in-chiefs offltco^by a soldier, now. to London ; while Queen Victoria's predecessor, William tho Fourth, was kepi* waiting outside a certain part of \Windsor Cnitle through an official'* Ignorance o f tho royal identity. \ You can't'pnss old 'un,\ snid hej\nobody'sallow­ ed to pass hero after dark'except the king and tho lamplighter.\ THE Cleveland Plahulealer gives the fol lowing recipe for tho manufacture of a des cription o f head dress for tho ladies, which it pronunces really angelic, and which it styles tho \fascinator.*' Two-ounces throe ply silk; four pounds cambric yarn, thrco yards check muslin; four quarts eight ply flannel; two. bushels blue drilling. Stir with a spoon and bako two hours. TIIKRK is a large class who have betaken themselves to literature for a livoliheod, and of all things In it, to poetry. There never was a wildor hope, ho r ono more sure to wither. Tho morning is repulse and the evening disnppointmont; nnd, what is the worst of it, there is no dinnor of their own earning at noon. A MAN , speaking ot a placo out West, in a letter which he writes home, says it is a perfect Paradise, and that though most all tho folks have tho fever an' agor, yet it'sa great blessing, for it's the only exercise they take. Tux more ladies practice walking, the moro graceful they become in their move­ ments. Those ladies Acquire the best car­ riage who don't ride in one. A WONDERFUL' COTTAGE .—An adver­ tiser in ono of the papers says he has a cot­ tage to let containing eight rooms, and ah kcre of land. WHT is a young lady who deserts a dan­ dy admirer liko a large steamer entering a river ? Because she loaves a swell. 1 . Tns balls o f the mammoth \Floyd\ gun recently mounted at Old Point Comfort, Va., weigh 476 lbs. 9 IA>*DJER if the rorcDge o f a coward. Boy«, XXelp Your jsiohimr.. Jfromi Mooro's Rural New Yorker. IVlboju b'ad,to see. three or, four^ar^ior busfcboys sitting around the Kitch'eri'slove,. toasting their shins, cracking huts andteat- ing apples^ whilo thoir mother',' a slender, feeble woman, lugs i n wood from tile shed, weta her foot going through the'snow for water, atid stands in tho damp, chilly cellar* cutting, meat for breakfast. /< • It iarVl right, boys, -'and whon yod get l o be men r and-your imagination'-wanders back to tho ol d homeitcad, 1 that p*ljj'fa<fp and fragilo form, long since TOOuIdcring.'iif-the grave, will haunt yodr mem6fy, and cause bitter regrets at your careless *egiect' v ' Y.0.U think of her; as day - after''.day sho m'oved ahout l a ib o well remembered rooms, un­ complainingly,- performing* al l tfio li»r¥«8S- ingtoll of tho housohbldj sacrtfloiilg'liersclf, and wearing out her Hfo 'for ypu.\ Think of it, and think how much you can do to light­ en her burdens. A mother 's work /Is nover finished 1 . It Is one of unceasing, monotonous, QYer recur- rmg round of toil. Her duties hegin ilrst in tho morning, arid sho must perform tho last stroko at night, and as sho lays her head upon the pill6w, it is with the thought that the snrno trend-mill of labor is to b o begun at dnwn, • The calls upon \Mother\ aro endless,—\here a coat to mend, a book to cov­ er, a stocking to darn. Tommy has cut his finger, nnd \ Mother\ must bind it up with a rag. Father hns got a cold, and HOMO bnC her can make the hoarhound tea. After all have retired at night, s7ie carefully goes about to sco that tho fires are all safe—to ' lock tho smoke-house doer—shut trp the old cat and kittens, and sco that the \hired girl\ bos the potatoes washed, the buckwheat batter prepared, and the coffco ground for an early breakfast. * Boys, think of these things, and keep the wood-boxes well-filled, and don't let your mothor pull that heavy well-sweep. Knock the mu d and snow from'your boots whon you go into the house,—don'tlcavo your cap^ and comforter, and books lying around pro- miscuously; and, instead o f stopping tc - play on your way from school, hurry home and d o that heavy churning. Do all this, and much more, cheerfully, and it will make home swooter, and gladden the household circle with many sunny spots. G KKATKESS .—All greatness consists in this—in being alive to what is going on around one„; in living actually; in giving voico to the thoughts of humanity ; in say­ ing to one's fellows what they want to hear or need to hear at that moment; in being the concretion, the result of the present ago. In n o other wa y can one affect the world than in responding thus to its needs, in im- bodying thus its ideas. You will sco, in looking into history, that all great men have been a piece of their time; take them out and set them clsowherc, nnd they will no t fit so well; they wero made for their da y and generation. Th e literaturo which hns left any mark, which hns been worthy of the name, has always mirrored what was doing around it:;:not necessarily dagucrrcotyping tho mere outside,,but at least reflecting the inside—the thooghts, if not tho actions of men—their feelings and sentiment, even i f it treated of apparently far-off themes. THE CLEARING or THE CLOUDS .—Thoro - is nothing in what has befallen, o r befalls you, my friends, which justifies impatience or peevishness.- God is inscrutable, but not wrong. Remember, i f tho cloud is over you, •that there Is a'bright light always on the other side'; also, that the time is coming ci­ ther; in this world o r the next, whon that cloud; will be swept away, and the fulness of Qod'f light and wisdom poured around you. Everything which has befallen you, what­ ever sorrow your heart bleeds with, whatever pain you suffer, nothing is wanting bu t t o see tho light that actually exists, waiting t o be revealed, and you will bo satisfied. If your'life is dark, then walk b y faith, nnd God is pledged to keep you as safo as i f you could understand everything, Ho that dwelleth i n tho secret place of the Most High shall abide under tho shadow of tho Al- *' MONEY -SrENDiNo.—There is ono thing 1 would bo^lad to seo more parents under­ stand, namely, that'when they spend money judiciously to improve and adorn tho house, and the ground^around it, they are in effect paying their children a premium to stay at homo, as 'much as'.possiblo to enjoy it; but that when they spend monoy unnecessarily in flno clothing and jewelry for thoir chil­ dren, they ar.e paying thorn a premium to spond their time away from home, that is, in thoB* places whoro theyean attract Ih .o most attention and maka'the^nost display, THE sUccessful-jqion In. the business world aro not \those wh o merely labor hard with thoir hands', bu t those who think and plan much. Thought is developed by contact with other minds, oithcr b y speaking or reading. Farmers, who have lo$s opportu­ nity than others for conversation,- should supply the deficiency, as far as possible, hy reading tho thoughts of others. FRIENDS that aro wor.th having are not' made, but \grows like Tojisy i n tho nov­ el'. An old man gave this ndvicp to his sons, on his death-bed:—\Never try t o make a friend,\ Enemies comc'fnst. enough without' cultivating the crop: ojid fricricl* who are brought forward b y hojhousp expe­ dients, are apt to wilt long bpff*re tttey are fairly ripened.' i-« * -• \ • J— S OBRIETY w ,ith,6ut sullsn.ness ii oomm«n<i-..* able, an d ra)?t&.wita o# qdeity delectaJbJtj,* t, I

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