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Iitetuturr; '- ALL, ALL ARE GONE. My mother died when I was young. Too young to know my lossâ€" Thtls early I Was left alone, On life’s wild \vaves‘to toss ; For no one in the wide, wide. world, ' Can fill a mother’s place, ’ And, though we live a hundred years, We miss that loving face. ‘ Then from her home my sister passed.â€" The only one I had, And though I still was young in years, My heart grew sick and sad ; For always she spoke 'kind to me, Though wayWard I would get, Ah. yes 1 her loving tenderness I well remember yet. Then my brother next from earth was called, m’ly playmate and my friend ; Oh. how I thought that parting would My very spirit rend. I begged them but to bury me, And let him live again, I knew not. for I was too young, That all such thoughts were vain. At last death took my only friend, My father, dear and kind, And then I wonder where on earth Such friends again I’d find; - Then. then, my grief knew no restraint. Hot' tears bedewed my face, For well I knew that no one could Their loss to me replace. Years have pasaed o’er my head sine 0 then, But oh! I miss them still ; In vain I’ve sought among mankind For some their place place to fillâ€" _ And, though I meet with dear kind friends, There’s something wanting yet ; The shrine’s still vacant they once filled, Whom I can no’r forget. When twilight gather o’er the World. I leave the haunts of men, And in the silence and the gloom Commune with them again ; Then memories of the long, long past, Swell up in my and soul, And tears flow fast for they o’er whom The Letliean waters pall. gâ€"n‘ THE BOX TUNNEL. A FACT. The 10.15 train glided from Pad- ington, May 7, 1847. In the left compartment ofa first-class carriage were four passengers ; oftlicsc, two were worth description. The lady had a smooth, white, delicate brow, strongly marked eyebrows, long lashes, eyes that seemed to change colour, and a good-sized delicious mouth, with teeth as white as milk. A man Could not see her hose for her eyes and mouth, her own sex could and would have told us some ‘nonsense about it. ‘he wore an unpretending greyisli dress, button- ed to the throat with lozengeâ€"â€"« shaped buttons, and a Scotch shawl that agreeably evaded the responsi- bility of colour. She was like a duck, so tight her plain feathers fit- ted ; and there she sat, smooth, snug and delicious, with a book in her hand and a soupeon of her snowy wrist just visible as she held it. Her opposite neighbour was what I call a good style of manâ€"the more to his credit, since he belonged to a corporation, that frequently turns out the worst imaginable style of young men. He was a cavalry of- ficer aged twenty-five. He had a moustache, but not a very repulsive one, not one of those sub-nasal pigâ€" tails, on which soup is suspended like dew on a shrub ; it was short, thick, and black as a coal. His teeth had not yet been turned by to- bacoo smoke to the colour oftobacco juice, his clothes did not stick to nor hang on him; he had an engaging smile, and what I liked the dog for his vanity, which was inordinate, was. in its proper place, his heart, not in his face, jostling mine and other people’s who have none; in a word, he was what one oftener hears of than meets, a young gentle- man. He was conversing in an ani- mated whisper with a companion, a fellow officerâ€"they were talking about, what it is far better not to do, women. Our friend clearly did not wish to be overheard, for be cast, ever and anon, a fugitive glance at his vis-a-vi; and lQWered his voice. She. seemed completely absorbed in her book, and that reasured him. At last the two soldiers came down to a whisper, [the truth must be told] the one who got down at Slough, and was lost to posterity, bet ten pounds to three, that he was going with us to Bath and immor- tality. would not kiss either of the ladies opposite upon the road. 5‘ Done!” “ Done l” Now I am sorry a man I have hitherto praised, should have lent himself, even in a whisper. to such a speculation ; but, “ nobody is wise at all hours,” not even when the clock is striking five- and-twenty; and you are to con- slider his profession, his good looks, and, the temptationâ€"ten to three. After Slough the party was re- duced to three; at Twyford one lady dropped her handkerchief; Captain Doligan fell on it like a tiger and returned it like a lamb; two or three words were interchanged on that occasion. At Reading the Marlborough ofour tale made one of the safe. investments of that day, he bought a ‘.‘ Times” and a “Punch,” tlig latter was full ofstecl-pcli thrusts. ww-V~e/»VV\,~V- _, . ALEX. SCOTT, Proprietor. T\/ \A/‘AMJ‘ «A» /W vmWJv* \./'\. Vol. ,,â€"_*,___ _ , H. No. 7. RICHMOND and woodvcuts. Valor and beautyl blushing reproach ; the other whom deigned to laugh at some ll‘lflalCClillC had not insulted, darted red hot humbug or other punctured by daggers at him from her eyes, and punch. Now laughing together so theyparted. _ thaws our human ice; long before! ILW'dS. perhaps, fortunate for Swindon it was a talkinginatchâ€"at Dolignan that he had the grace to Swindon, who so devoted as Capt be friends with Major Hoskyns of tain Dolignan he handed them outâ€" his regiment, a veteran laughed at he souped themâ€"toughed chickened by the youngsters, for, the Major themâ€"he branded and coucnincalcd ’was too apt to look coldly upon bil- one, and he branded and burnt su- liai‘d balls and cigars ; he had seen gared the other; on their return to cannon balls and linstOCks. He had their carriage, one lady passed into also, to tell the truth, swallowed it the inner compartment to inspect a certain gentleman’s seat on that side of the line. Reader, had it been you or I, the beauty would have stayed with us. till all was blue, ourselves included ; not more surer does our slice of bread and butter, when it escapes from our hands, revolve it ever so often, alight face downwards on the carpet. But this was a bit of a fop, Adonis, di‘agoonâ€" so venus remained in tete-a-Zelc with him. You have seen a dog meet an unknown female of his species ; how handsome, how expressed, how expressive he be- comes ; such was Doligan after Swmdon, and to do the dog justice he got liandson’ier and handsomcr, and you have seen a cat conscious of approaching cream, such was Miss Haythorn ; she became demurer. I’reseantly our captain looked out of the window and laughed, this elici- ted an enquiring look from Miss Haythorii. ‘We are only a mile from the Box Tunnel.’ ‘Do you always laugh a mile. from the Box Tunnell’ inquired the lady. 'Invai‘iably.’ ‘ What for l’ ‘Why, lieml it’s a gentleman’s jokc.’ ‘Ohl I don’t mind it’s being silly if it makes me laugh.’ Captain Doligiian, thus eiicour~ good bit of the mess room poker, but with it some sort of moral poker, Hoskyns to descend to an ungentle- lmanlike word or action, as to brush his own trowsers below the knee. Captain Dolignaii told this gentle- man his story in gleeful accents ; but Major Hoskyns heard him coldly, and as cooly :lllSWcl'ctl that he had known a man lose his life for the same thing ; ‘ That is nothing,’ con- tinued the Major, ‘ but unfortunately he deserves to lose it.’ At this the blood mounted to the young man’s temples and his senior added, 'I mean to say he is thirty- live; you, lpi‘csume, are one ?’ "I‘wenty-fivc.’ That is much the same thing ; will you be advised by me? ‘If you will advise me.’ . ‘Spcak to no one of this, and send White the £3 that he may think you have lost the bet.’ ‘ That is hard when I won it l’ ‘ Do it for all that, sir.’ Let the disbelievers in human per- fectibility know that this dragoon capable ofa blush did this virtuous action, albeit with violent reluctance and this ; was his first damper. A week after these events he was at a bail. He was in that state of facti- ous discontent which belongs to us twentyâ€" (1J2 SCARBORO’, YORK, MARKHA. VAUGHAN,- KING. WV’VMV‘ VAIW- VJW/' ’W’W l “ Let Sound-Reason weigh more with us than Popular Opinion.” HILL , FRIDAY, ed, stammered out how ashamed he ed, how-"he was punished, how little she‘ knew how unhappy'he was ; and concluded by begging her not to let man. who was already mortified enough by the loss of her acquaint- ance. She asked ‘an‘ explanation ; he told been commenced in her name ; she gently shrugged her shoulders, and said. ‘- How stupid they are.’ Em- boldened by this, he begged to know whether or not a life of distant on; pretending devotion would, after a l his madnessâ€"his crime ! She did ‘not know l , She must now bid him adieu, as she had some preparations to make for a ball in the Crescent where everybody was to be. They parted, and Doliguan determined .to be at the hall where everybody wasto be. He was there, and after some time he obtained an introduction’ito Miss Ha’y‘thorn, and he danced with her. Her manner was gracious. With the wonderful tact of her sex, she seemed to have commenced the acquaintance that evening. That cvcuii‘ig,“f0r the first time, Dolignan was in love. I will spare the readerall a lover’s arts by which he succeeded in dining where 5 lie dined, in dancing where she danced, in o'Vcttdxl’t’lg her by accident, when she “rode; His devotion followed her even to church, when our dra- goon was there is a world where they neither polk nor smokeâ€"the two’ capital abominations of his one. , ‘ «Hermade acquaintance with her uncle, who liked him, and he saw at last with joy, that her eye loved to dwell upon him whenshe thought he did not observe her'. ‘ JANUARY 13, 186 was, how he deserved to be'puhish- ‘1 thing. all the world know the disgrace ’ofa ' her of the action that had' lapse of years erase the memory of rewarded by learning. , were their fears. aged, recounted to Miss Haytliorii the following :â€"â€"-‘A lady and her husband sat together going through the Box Tunnel. There was one gentleman opposite, and it was pitch dark. After the Tunnel had been passed through, «the lady said, ‘George, how absurb to salute me going through the Tunnel.’ ‘1 did no such thing l’ ‘ You didn’t l’ ‘ N0! why l’ ‘ Why, because some- how I thought you did l’ Hch Captain Dolignan laughed, and endeavored to lead his compan- ion to laugh, but it was not to be done. The train entered the tunnel. Miss Haytl (ll‘ll, ‘ Ah !’ Dolignan, ‘ What is the matter P’ .Miss Haythorii, ‘I am frightened” Dolignan, [moving to her side] Pray do not be alarmed, I am near Iyou.) Miss Haythorn, ‘X’ou are near me, very near me, indeed, Captain Dolignaii.’ Dolignan, ‘ You know my name l’ Miss Haythorn, ‘I heard your friend mention it. I wish we were out of this dark place.’ ' Dolignan, 'I could be content to spend hours here reassuring you, sweet lady,’ ' Miss Haythorn. ‘Nonscnsc.’ Doligiianâ€"Pwecp l A [Grave reader, do not put your lips to the check of the next pretty girl you meet or you will understand what this means] ‘Miss Haythorn, ‘ Eel Ec l Oh !’ amiable English. He was looking, in vain, for a lady equal in personal attractions to the idea he had formed of George Dolignaii as a man, when R.N., whom he had met twice itihis suddenly there glided past him a life, and slightly propitiated by v10- most delightful vision l a lady wliOSe leiitly listening to a cutting out ex- Tuniiel, that Captain Dolignan called made it as impossible for Maer out day upon Captain Haythorn, It was three months after the Box Iugly, but she smiled on him. beauty and syiiii'iicti'y took him by the eyesâ€"another look; 'It can’t be! Yes it isl’ Miss llaythornl [not that he knew her name l] but what an apolliesisl The duck had become a pea-hen radiant and dazzling, she looked twice as beautiful and almost twice as large as before. He lost sight of her. He found her again. She was lovely, slic ll‘adt) him ill, and he, alone. must not dance with her, nor speak to her. tent to begin her acquaintai’ice- the usual way it might have ended in lilSSlll” it must end in nothing. As ‘3’ she danced sparks of beauty fell ‘ fron. her on all around, but himâ€"â€" she did not see llllIl, it was clcarslie never would see himâ€"one gentle- man was particularly assiduous ; she smiled on his assiduity ; lie was Do- ligiiaii was surprised at his success, his ill taste, his ugliness, his importi- iicnce. Deligiiau at last found him- self injurcd ; ' who was this man l’ ' and what right had he to go on so 'l’ He had never kissed her, Isupposc,’ said Dolly Dolignztn could not prOvc it, but he felt that somehow rights of property were invaded. He went home flllt. dreamed of Miss - by a mysterious message. the i l selves. I’laythoi‘n, and hated the ugly suc- cessful. He spent a fortnight tryâ€" ing to find out who this beauty was â€"he never could encounter her again. Friend, ‘ What’s the matter, dear?’ Miss Haythorn, ‘ Open the door! Open the door I’ 'delicious; There was a sound of hurried whispers, the door was shut and tl blind pulled down with hostile sh ness. . If any critic falls on me for put- ting inai‘ticulnte soundsiu a dialogue as above, I answer with all the iii- solence I can command at present. ‘Hit boys as big as yomsclf,’ bigger perhaps, such as Sophocles, Euri- pedes, and Aristophanes; they be- gan it, and I learned it ofthem, sore against my will, “3 a little visit and commenced a little m‘P' action against him, in the name of Miss l-Iaythorn, for insulting her in a railway carriage. ed ; endeavored to soften the lax"- ycr’s‘ clerk; that machine did not thoroughly comprehend the mean.â€" tliis way ; a lawyer’s clerk paid him The young gentle iaaii was shock-5 ing of the term. The lady‘s name, however was at last revealed by this untoward instep ; and the same“ At last he heard of her in. 'lusion he had ventured it.) . , day our crest-fallen hero lay in wait M‘5_S_ HilflhOl’ll 5 Scream losl ‘1 at her doorâ€"and manv a succeeding part of its ctiect because the engine day without effect. 'But one fine whistlcd forty thousand mui‘ders at afternoon She issued quite naturally the Same moment i and hollllous as if she did it everv dav, and walk'a‘ grief make-s llscll‘heal'd When Will ed briskly on the nearest paradeâ€"â€" cannot. Dolignan did the same ; he met and Between the tunnel and Both our passed her many times on the par.- young friend had time to ask himself ode, and searched for pity in her whether his conduct liad beciimark- eyes, but found neither look nor 1'8? on by that delicate reserve which is cognition, nor any other sentiment ; supposed to distinguish the perfect for all this she walked and walked, gentleman. With a long face, real or feigned, lll'ed and gone-ftllen. hel‘ {30lpl‘lt . I ‘ he held open the door,_his‘ latelsuinmoned‘ resolution, and taking off have been so Very angry ,with me l’ friends attempted to escape on {he-,his hat, with a voice tremulus for love; why dearest, 'who brought other side,â€".-iniposslblel they must ‘ “1.6: first 11,016 heswglit PGYmISSIOD l0 ' till all the other promenaders were pcdition : he called, and in the usual way asked permission to pav his ad- dresses to his daughter. thy Captain straightway began do- iiig Quarter deck, when suddenly he was summoned from the apartment On his return he announced with a total .change of voice that ‘it was all right, and his visitor might run alongside as soon as he chose.’ ' Myareader has divined the truth, the foe, was in complete and happy subjugation to his daughterâ€"our l heroine. As he was taking leave, Dolignan :saw his divinity glide into the draw- ‘ing room. *He follOWed lier, ob- served a sweet consciousness deep- ened into contusion; she tried to laugh, she cried instead and then she smiled again; and when he kissed her hand at the door, it was tGeorge, and Marian,’ instead of Captain this and Miss the othe. A reasonable time after this (for my tale is merciful and skips formalities and torturing delays) these two ' more upon the railroad, going to en- joy their honeymoon all by them- Marian Dolignan was dressed just as before, ducklike. and all bright" except her clothes; but George sat beside herl this time instead of opposite; and] she drank him in gently from under her long eyelashes. ‘ Marian,’ said George, ‘ married people should tell each other all. -' Will you ever for- give mc ifl own to youâ€"~toâ€"~ ‘ Yes l Yes l’ ' ‘ Well, then! you remember the Box Tunnel,'(this was the first al- ‘I am ashamed to say I had bet£3 to £lO,l with White, I would kiss one ofyou two ladies,’ and George, pathetic externally chockled within. ‘ I- knew that, George; I over heard you,’ was the demure reply. ‘Oh! you overheard me! im; possible.’ ' ‘ And did you not hear me whisper to my companion? I made a bet with her.’ ‘ You made a bet, how singular? What was it P’ , fOnly‘ a pair of gloves, George.’ ‘ Yes. I know, but what about it'l’ G'I‘hat ifyou did you should be my husband, dearest.’ r pass him. She whom he had insult-‘ 21ddl'é'ssl‘ll01‘-~4â€"-'Slte Stopped. blUShOdl ed‘[latiii for kisses] deposited somc- alld nellhcr aclmovl’ledged “or (“5' where at his foot a look of gentle QWUCd hi5 acquait‘itanre. HG DlUSlh thl but ; say then you could not that action against me P 'Mrs - Dolignan looked dawn. " ‘ t was afraid you were'forgettiiig inc !’ The wor-, «were very happy, they were once‘ AND WHITCHURCH ADVERTISER." 0. TERMS: $1 50 In Advance. ._â€"..__.v ' ,L "f i h .t b ‘- 9‘} I . 7/ ““ “‘2 ‘i K. I ‘sx ' if "I "v: if ( t r f I; X; j I} _ . .. .v “I?” . ."I-r 1‘4":3)'P,>,":9R$.3f‘*‘1. * f“ 2-15.». a» 2 m...-_-â€"._.. - Tlâ€"IIE'EJEWS in THEEAST on Lennon. .t. . “km “The Jews in this neighborhood are ofa very poor class. I met with butfewmcn at home, as might be ;expected, they having 10.ch their livingnabroad by va'riouskintls of traffic. The women are «not. co.in-. municative with an English-speaking visitor; they understood , my», in-. ,quiries but little, and I as little their- replies ;‘ yet. some interpreted for others, and, the common answer I received ,was,~‘ My husband-is; notl at. home.’ They are in general poorly lodged, but others are fo'ndof A . Whole No. J ‘Sweet angel, \vhy here- is the Box Tunnel l’. , _ , ; "Now reader, fie lg no! no such You Can’t expect to be iii- dulgcd in thisway, every, time We cometo a dark place; besides it is not the thing. Consider, two sen- sible married people, no such phen- omenon, ,I assure you tookgplacer? ‘ No sei‘c.am"’iss'ued in hopeless rivalry of the, engine-~this time! NE‘RvOUSNEsS OF THE PRESENT DAY. Surely, says a writer in Frazer’s Magazine for the present month, there is a. respect in which the more refined and cultivated portion' of the human race in Bi'i’taiii‘ is suffer- ing a rapid deterioration, and get- ting into a morbid state. I mean in the matter of nervous irritability or excitability.‘ Surely people are far more nervous now than they used .to be some generations back. The mental cultivation and the mental wear which we have to go through, tends to make that strange and inexplicable portion of our pliysicial constitution a very great deal too sensitive for the work and trial of daily life. Is it not a dear price we pay for our superior edur cation. this morbid sensitivtmess which makes us 7 so keenly alive to influences, which are. painful and distressing? I have known very highly educated people who were positively trembling with anxiety and undefined tear every day. be- fore the post came in. Yet they had no reason to anticipate bad newvs; they could conjure up in- deed a hundred gloomy forebodings of evil, but no one knew better than themselves and weak The morbid ner- lvousness of the present day appears in several Ways. It brings a man sometimes to that startled state that the sudden opening of a door, the clash of falling fire-arms, or any little accident, puts him in a flutter. How nervous the late Sll‘_ROl)C.l‘l Peel must have been when, a few weeks before his death, he went to the Zoological Gardens. end when a mOnkey suddenly sprang ‘upon his arm, the great and worthy man fainted 3 Another phase of nervous- ness is when a man is brought to that state that the least noise, or crossioccurrcnceu seems to jar through the entire nervous system to upset him, as we say ; when be how vain lf he had been con- this nautical commander, terrible to Cam‘Ot Command his vmemal Powers [except in perfect stillness, or in the lchamber and at the writing-table to [which he is accustomed ; when. in 'short, he gets fidgety, easily wor- ried, full of whims and fancies which lmust be indulged and considered, or -he is quite out of sorts. Another phase of the same morbid condition is, when a human being is always lopprcsscd with vague undefined [fears that things are going wrong; [that his income will not meet the demands 'upon it, that his child’s lungs are affected, that his mental powers are leaving himâ€"a state of feeling which shades rapidly ofi‘into positive insanity. Indeed, when matter remain long in any of the fashions which have been described, I suppose the natural termination must be disease of the heart, or a shock of paralysis, 0r insanity in the form either of mania or idiotcy. Numbers of commonplace people who could feel very acutely but who could not tell what they felt, have been Worried into fatal heart- discase by prolonged anxiety and misery. Every one knows how paralysis laid its hand upon Sir Walter Scott, always great, lastly heroic. Protracted anxiety how to make ends meet With a large family and an uncertain income, drove Soutlicy’s first wife into the lunatic asylum; and there-is hardly a more touching story than that of her fears and forebodings through ner- display alike in their persons and ‘ houses. The large floating ribbons for the head-attire appear indispcm sable as a r-cst-aday’s ornamentfibotli for .youi‘igland old. 'I- believeflt‘liey bestow much-care on their children ,1, I have been 'often pleased with“ the appearance and-vivaCityof the little ones, and“!tliougliTt“Of the 'p‘rdfiiisc, “And the‘sti‘eets o‘f‘tlieiicit’yi‘sh‘iiiil be full of boys and girls playing in’f the streets thereof." I conSider _it_‘,jdue AMERICAN INSTITUTE FARMERS’ CLUB. , From the New York Tribune. MONDAY, Dec. 19, 1859:. BARN-YARD MANURE.-â€"-Tlle 'Se- cretary read a letter that goes to- show that “ Barn-yard manuresdo not suffer by exposure upon the surâ€" ' faco, when hauled to the field in the to the people of this quarter“ to say “timer, and Spread broadcast.” " that in no instance have I received COMPOSTING'VMUCK iN Wannaâ€"4 an uncivil reception, nor lied-lithe A. W. Harlow, of Windsor, th‘; “door slammedin‘ my face without asks our opinion “as to the best an answer,” as is too frequentlyi'the manner of composting muck with case elsewhere, Perhupstheinost stable manures, The larger shares in'tereStin‘g interview Iliadwaswiih of these is made in cold weather, a'Jewess‘,"'wlioil:Sawi Was. in. and often thrown into an open yard, telligent, and sill): ,i told me .that‘if I and hence is frozen. When should gave my Bibles to thefjeW§4§lJ§jwy the muck be dUgâ€"how pi'cservcdâ€" ‘ _ would the ncxthtoment sell them, how and when applied to the man- for they cared nothing about them, are? Should it be mixed with the t . and would not read them. I was to manure daily, as it comes from.the tell my friends that. she, aDutcli stables l” Important questions Je\vcss,"told me so in kindness. these, and, as he says, doubtless are . The Jews knew that they had the interesting to a great many persons _ _ truth, aiid'wvere not like ignorant beSide him. I answer that the best Christians, bowing. down toimages way is to so arrange his farming . of wood and stone, and kissing them, that he can get one year ahead With (See. I attempted an explanation, his manure, and then compost it in . p but I fear she knew not howto dis~ the ‘Summer; because, in such a . tinguish between those professing cold climate, he cannot work to ad- the name of Christ, and those who vantage except _ he has a manure I i I worship Him in Spirit and in truth cellar, With his muck stored up, without such symbols.” when the work of composting can go on in freezing weather. It is no matter when muck is dug; though I think it will decom- pose faster ifpiled in warm weather. Andrew S. Fuller recommended ONE SOURCE OF Prmnaaeséâ€"In olden times, the wealth and com- merce of London, conducted as‘ it was by energetic and enterprising men, was a prolific source of that the writer should purchase ,. . Bee“ Davies’s Mock Manuel; that‘will Illusijlw SSH?) Ori‘lcom‘ give him an abundance of informa~ w" is was on” i’ ) lomas Cornwallis, the Cheapside merchant; that cfEsscx by William Capel, the draper ;, and that of Craven by William Craven,ihc merchant tailor. tion' upon the subject of muck. Tnonnnv’s FOOD FOR CATTLE.â€" Thc agent of this “English quack nostrum came prepared louse the Club for a very extensive advertise- ment; but in the course of his har- angue he proved that the substance called food is not food, but is used as a stimulant, just as the jockey uses arsenic, antimony, et cctera ; and as the toper uses whisky. Solon Robinson objected to this nostrum, because the vendors of it had falsified what was said here at a former meeting, so as to make it appear that the Club indorsled it as worthy of confidence. Wm. Lawton stated that a person Chad had a sample of the above- named food analyzed, and it proved to contain a large proportion of ar- senic. Comment is unnecessary.»- But as it is. advertised in the Trio buns, and what has been said here isfalsely stated, it is well for farm- ers to be on theirguai‘d, for no good article needs to be sustained by falsehood. Dr. Percyâ€"I look upon this stuff just asI do upon any quack medi- cine, tlic component parts of which are kept secret. I want the venders of this quack stuff for dairy cattle, to give the analysis of it before I can recommend farmers or others to 4 use it. ROMANCE AND ROBBERY AT A I'IOTELâ€"NARROVV ESCAPE FROM MATRIMONY.â€"â€"A young lady whose name we suppress, who is living with some friends in Oakland County was arrested on Saturday under quite peculiar circumstances. It seemstliat she was for a while in Montreal, where she became ac- quainted with a young man, the son of wealthy parents, who was taken ill at his hotel. She attended and cared for him while he was sick, and he become quite enamored of her, andquite seriously resolved thoughts of matrimonial engage- ments in his mind. But just at this point his fairfriend disappeared, not only from the hotel but from the city, and it was ascertained thatslic had taken with her his watch and but The modern Earl of Wai‘Wick is not descended from “the Kingmakcr,” from William Grevillc, the woolstapler ; whilst the modern Earls of Northumberland find their head not in the Percios, but in Hugh Sll'lllllSOll, a respectable Lon- don apotliecary. the families of Drtmoutli. Radnor, Dueiegand Pomfret, \Vere respect-t ively a skinner, a silk manufacturer, a merchant tailor, and a Calais mer- chant ;' whilst the founders of the peerages of Tankerville, Dormer, and Coveriti'y‘vverc mercers. _ The ancestors of 'Earl Romney, and Lord Dudley and Ward, were goldsmiths and jeWcllcrs ; and Lord Dacres was a banker iii,th_e reign of‘ Charles I., as Lord Overstone is in that of Queen Victm'ia. Edward Osborne, the launder of the. Duke- dom of Leeds, was apprentice to William Hewet, a rich clothworker- on London~bridge,whosc only daugh- ter he courageously rescued from drowning, by leaping into the Thames after her, and eventually married. Among other pcerages foundede trade are those of Fitz- william, Leigh, Petre, , Cowper, ,Darnley, Hill, and Carriiigton. The founders of the house of Foley and Normandy were remarkable men in many respects. and, as furnishing striking examples of energy of clia~ ractei‘, the story of their lives is especially worthy of preservation.â€" Self Help, by S'. Smiles. A SUPPOSED MURDER Caseâ€"On Monday it was reported in the Globe that a man, named ,I‘v’licliiel Moran, had been found dead on the ice on the Don on Saturday morning. An inquest was Opeii~ ed the same day before Coroner Cotter, which was postponed till yesterday, and a post mortcm examination ordered to be made. The inquest was resumed yester- day at Fee’s tavern, corner of Sumacli and King-street. I The jury, after hearing the evidence of Dr. Ross, who'made the post mortem examination, returned a verdict to the effect that Michel Moron came to his death by violence; but no. The founders of evidence had been brought before them to implicate any person. The police author- ities will, in all likelihood, investigate the chain worth $150, a diamond pin worth $75 and $400 in money, She was finally'traced to Toronto, Lon- don and this city, and at length dis- covered and arrested. The twain was brought face to face, when the young lady confessed trod returned thewatch, and pin, but the money was spent.- In consideration of his narrow escape from a closer alli- ance, the young man concluded to let his money go as a tliankgoffering for deliverance, and the young lady was allowed to depai’t.â€"-Detrqit vousness, year after year. Not less sad was the end of her over- wrought husband, in blank vacuity; nor the like end of Thomas Moore. And perhaps the saddest instance of the result of an over driven nervous system, in recent days, was the end of that honest, wonderful genius, Millar. WOMEN are often poor judges of men. than the friend we have offended. resentment grows matter. W 110 who owes all his good nature to the pot and the pipe, to the jollity and corn- pliances of merry company, may possibly go to bed with a wonderful stock of good anlure over-night, but then he will sleep it tal away again before the morning. It is easier to forgive an ancient enemy. Our. with our UlltleSCl't, Ifa man is simply agreeable to a woman, Tribune, sheis apt to, invest him with attributes « which belong more to herself than to him. An inexperienced and generous minded girl who/isiall sincerity and affection herself is a great danger of attributing to every man that approaches her with a show of ten- derness and love, the natural truth and sincerity of her own heart. himself, in order to screw his courage to. the said the object of his affection, would have taken courage six months ago.’ ‘Say yes, I’ussy.’ and we feel vindictive in due degree With our own doubts as to the chance of forgiv‘. . ness. ‘ \Vno’s afraid 7.’ said a young man to It is said,.but we do not believe it, are t that in Devonsliire there is a miller’s ‘ or You maid so prettv'and so cruel that the sighs of her lover alone suffice to turn the sails ‘ l of the mill! sticking place.â€"‘ Why, you