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‘v ’ loom]. UNF'ORGO'rTEN SOUNDS. L . 0ftéii when the twilight shadows round as fall. l Low voices from our hearts unbidden come.’ And o'er the ear in whispers sweet they call. ' In once familiar words of home, dear home 5 ’ ,Sot‘t echoes of the strains of Vanished ,' years. That haunt us still,- an-d' fill our eyes with tears. When‘all are gone. andfaces once so dear ~Lie pressed beneath their green and fragran mound-s, ’ 0h ! who would long to linger sadly here, 'Mid echoes of those well remembered sounds. ’ Thdugh through life’s sweetest scenes we daily roam. The horn stilI' breathes the melodies of , home. The waves of life break on time’s rugged shore, And murmur through its cold and rugged caves, Then rest in saddest silence. lichr more Returning from their dark, unnumbered ‘ graves, “But overall spreads softly lleavon’s dome, Where oft we gaze and whisper, home, dear home. But oft these unforgetten sounds e’en here. guy sometimes in our saddest hours be _ sweet. When in hells whore inemory’s form appear, Lovedfaceeand luvedoyes we fondly meet. \‘Vhioh like-calm dreams of angels softly come. . :And'tvakethe upfwgottou sounds efhome. l .‘ liitutlurr. UPER l t f a v - THE, I’A TM.“ '1‘. I drd'not like to see him thcrc.â€"- He was too young and bundsoiiic a man. - IIis phrcnological tlcvclop-. trients \vcrc dcciilodly good. IIc' had a fresh complcxion, lrluc cycs, light curly hair; but lack ofdccision characterich his coirntcnanccâ€" want of firmness was apparcnt in his manner. 'IIc was rcading a' newspaper. ‘ That is not one ofyour panpcrsl‘ l said to the gontlcman in charge. ‘I am sorry to say that he is,, sir.’ lrc rcplicl. l i‘So'yonngl so promising in ap- LIEU pc.arnnccâ€"I rcallv cannot tilrdci'-, . ' 1 stand rt,’ was my rcply. i ti\'or cwu'd any one not ac-'§ qnaiutcd with his history,’ was tbc toply ; ' but let us rcsumo ourl walk. By-aiid-l._\c conic this way ; he will cirtcr into convcrsation with you; he is not backward with it.-- Idon’t know what to nrakc out of the man rcally.’ ' But how old is lrc l’ "I’wcirty-ninc yours: he looks even youngrr. 1 font ho has lost all propcr ambition, and, it may bc,. will cud his days in the workhousc.’ Fificcn minutes aftu-r, l was hunting tip the pcrst nzgv: who lrad intcrcstcd me so ouch. I found him in thc gardcn, booing potatoes. \Vc talked tog'Jtlrcr on agriculture. “is fine language astonished n‘rc.-â€"â€": I felt that be had an intimate ac- quaintance w'.th books, with men, with nature. V We walkcd along: lrc showed hid the products of the soil. I’rc- scntly we came to air arbour overâ€" hung with grapes, aird we sat down together. ‘I’ardon mc,’ said I, ‘ifl take the liberty of asking you what l W‘ ' ' -._, _.._. caught a ‘in a short time we stopped at hcr, 1accidcnt and makc some apology for ‘~â€"â€"and I didâ€"~it was scct‘ctly. and l .r \IV‘\r a; ‘~/ \. \/ \. ALEX. SCOTT, Proprietor. V01. 1V0. 34o killing thorn. Before I Was eigh- teen I had been brought home drunk nearly a score of times. Sir, I fought with my habit, but it mas tered me. throat. . ‘Strange to say, when I was in liquor l pe,rformed a daring feat. I sheer strength succeeded in arrest-1 ing his mad course. \led that some power could have field are so. lowers much applauded for my hero- ism. But better than all the praise I board were the sweet smiles upon the white face of the girl I had savcd from a horrible death. She tvas driving alone in the city. as had been her wont for months. I (ildilil- ed the privilege of driving her lromc. as she was most thoroughly fright- cncd. You smile, Sir, but the cXci'- tion. lrcr graceful thanks, my own impulses of gratitude h..d sobcrcd inc. l sprang into the Vclriclc, and father‘s door. She invited me in. l tlrouglrtl would at lcust dcscribc thc my urrcchctcd appcaraircc. ‘I, told the story of the narrow escape to an old man whose brow and hair were wbiioncd with tho frosts of cigbtv \Vintcre. It wn the aged grandfather. Childish it. his joy, hc tottcrcd towards me. and throwing his arms around my neck he kissed me on my chock. ' Many times have I felt that kiss, Sir. I was unworthy of so pure an ovation from such a holy man. I felt myself unworthy of that dear angel’s gratitude, as thc swcct An- ncttc came in a fow moments aftcr Still trcmhfng. still pulc, and with misty blue eyes and gentle lips ihaukcd inc agaiir and again. 'Young asl “as, if over man fcll irr love, I did there and thcn.-â€"â€" Poor child! she loved. incâ€"«and Il clouded lrcr lrfc. ' \‘r’cll, Sir, you wait my story, I soc. After this my calls upon An- nctie wcrc frcqucnt. I lost my relish for vulgar dissipation, and pr'cfcr‘rcd hcr society to that of my former congenial maics. lfl drank always slept it off. \Vc were on- gagcd in twclvc months from that time, while going through college. ‘ For a year I had succcssftrlly i‘câ€" sistcd nry old disease. I called it. a discasc; Ido now. I’tcmcmbcr, I did not lot the cnrscd draughtgalonc, as I should. Iorrly kcjrt ilro appe- litc in unwholcsomc SillerCIIOll. l applicd the knife, but not to the right place, and there came disgrace and downfall. , ‘Unc night the students had a frolic. I was thc foremost rcvcllcr. They tempted me wrilr tlcvclish per- tinacity to drink to cxccss. l didi brought you here at so youthful an age ?' His eyes dropped. He raised them again as he answeredâ€"J Rum!’ Presently be continuedâ€"â€" ‘I have disgraced an honourable name," Sir; I am bringing my fa- mily to shame, and yetâ€"I have not the nerve to be a better man.’ I was indignant at this confession. He saw it, and continuedâ€"- ‘ Do not blame me, Sir; you have not had my trial. I have fallen from a hiin place. Eighteen tnontbs ago I was lieutenant in the navy, Sir.’ ’ Is. it possible? I was startled, shocked. ‘ch, Sir, possible, a reality, Sir.’ His filips quivorcd a little, be addedm‘ I have a brother in the pul- pit, Sir; a fine preacher, a man loved and respected. How do you suppose he fools? I have a rich brother in New York. They both triod to save me.’ , 'I was ruined in my youth.â€"~ There is a large oil store on the cor- ner of M. and I streets. You Iravc doubtless seen it. Before his death, my father carried on the business»- I went there regularly after it was closed for the day, stealing from my home. often from my b.d, for the purpose to carouso with three young follows of my own age. We told storiesfwe drank wine together till midnight; then, with a false key I had‘.ll')ttdc,I would steal into my home'pnd sleep off my carouse. I began that, Sir, when l was but. ten years of ago. Do you wondcr that I was a drunkard'l Of these boys, I alone am living. One of these boys shot himself. another was drowned drunk, and the third was hung for murder only two months ago." The fourth, you see, is not much better ofl’,’ he added, in a sick‘ly smile. ‘ My habits began to be known at last to my parents. it came ncat‘jsuch a thing should never happen dcspcratc, inaddcncd, hating my" ' given in the one case than in the other. lat US, \v so, grow quarrelsome, and raised a row. In the melee, two ol'tlre stu» dents were injured, and l made So much noise that we were discovcrcd in our revels. The blows that were given were proved upon me falsely; I never remembered that I gave thcm. ‘Thc disgrace was overwhelming. l tricd to kill myself when I heard that Annett’s friends had cast inc ofi'l for ever. A note was put in my; hands one day just asl had dcter-1 mincd on the means to rid mysclfof; existence. It read thus; ‘ ‘ DEAR RICHARDâ€"I am sorry for : you; [do not believe all they say, and surely a man is not to be cast off for one false stop. Come to Aunt Martha’s this afternoon.- They Iravc forbidden me to receive, you at the house, but I will scc youl there. “ Yours, as ever, “ ANNETTIE.” ‘0, Sir, that made my heart leap into my throat with joy and grief. She did not know that this Was far from my first ‘ falsc stcp.’ ‘ Dear anch, she bad faith in me and wanted to comfort me. sides, she was young,‘ impulsive, loving. At three o’clock in the af- ternoon I went to the place she had designated. It was a poor, plain house. for her Aunt Martha was far from rich, and, as I sat in the little parlour, Annettic came and made it all alight.’ ‘Her low ‘dear Richard 1’ was the sweetest music l ever heard.â€" Then, as l caught her to my bosom, she pressed back my hair with her loving fingers, and said with a smile that seemed angelic, "l‘hey can‘t make me believe you vicfted,'dear v Richard, while I look on that face l’ ‘ Her voice inSpircd me ; hcr perv fcct faith for the time elevated .my AURORA AND RI .M-V \_/ V'xx-xx ~_.â€"\_ m»\/\4-\/r v V \1’ ‘\/\/\4 \rvvv‘ \/\.I 'erx -../ no 'lit’n‘t‘ilrlc. l 4 Be-‘ if vou CHMOND HILL 'ADVO ,v »_ . -\_/V\N\/\/ xA/x ANN - ‘/ v ’Jx’ \J '\_, c, ~_/ x/x.’ JV“ xc/xly,~_/~_rx/W\J\J\ /-\/' JW\W\NVWV‘NJV"\_/ xx “ Let Sound Reason ttrc'ig/z more with us than Popular Opal/lion.” 'w agarnâ€"-â€"tbat I would not die, but sell, and cursrng mankind, I left make myself worthy of her. ‘We partedâ€"d to my disgrace home to meet cold, avcrtcd looks; all who knew her. ' {CHIRIOND HILL, FRIDAY, WW N ivaW éw | d ed me The fiend had me by life she to be sheltered and potted by, My father, with pauper, at the age of twenty-nine, S CARPET. His manner start- hrs voice was hoarse and lrerâ€"â€"for what?’ - , 7 A DOMESTIC SKETCH. fierce. \ i It wa‘ the rettiest scene homes "10 come to be a beggar and a p ginablc. A little parlour, gain and incredible exertion. procured Inc afthrough love of rum l’ situation in tho scrvicc. It Was tltc done for mo, though, as there was no fighting. pt‘omofit.rtiâ€"-â€"â€"if I livedâ€" was possible, nay, almost Ccrtain.â€"â€"â€" But temptation was on that Vt'SSCI, on deck, and in her cabin. I took leave of Atrncttc, and wont to sea. Once on tho occan, I forgot prud- cncc, love, Annctic, all things pure and good, in my dcvotion to the cup. ‘ Thch was \vino at table. A dash- lugr young officer who ‘ took’ to mo had supplied irio'rsclf with chamgagnc aird various liquors. I was always tipsy, to a ccrtain cxtcnt. Our desti- nation was Mcxico. Tiicrc. for the cxinbiiion of drunken valonr, I Was appointed Second lieutenant-â€"before l had bccn third. Ah! Sir, I lrvcd a gay lift:- I dare not tcll, norchn think of my cchssos-â€"thcy were again promotch Once and mum lrosnc with the honours of first lioutcnancy thick upon inc. Then I was lronorcd. Annettic’s fricnds forgot my wcakncss. The glitter of cpaulettcs filled ihcir vi- sion. Thcy could not scc t c drunk- ai'd in a uniforn’r. tic’s lronrc as I listcd. ‘ One night I called upon Ilt r. I had bccn drinking frccly, and was not scusildo of my Situation, or I would have shot mysclt'licfrrc I had vcnturcd into her jll‘t‘SUlHTl'. She never looked more beautiful. What I said or did that night I ncvcrkncw distinctly'.’ ‘ Tho ncxt ll’1()l‘llicl}_Y dawned upon mo in tho clranrhci‘ of :i fricitd. As l lookcd up with aching brain, a noblc fact.- bent over our â€"‘.lre fat: f 0110 who had ' ,. irccn a follow-(adio- gian, and who wcs studying then for tho irrinistry.’ ‘I askcd fcchly u hch i wa ‘Iloracc and I found you wt :3. jH'OS- tratc in tho sircct. a few rod.- from‘ here. You were utterly helpless.7 and Ft.) l' to flu ‘ He sat down by my bcsrdc, plcd with me for an hour God‘s sake, hc bcsought inc bri art from this ruinous habit. hold up the vcry flame of lrcll till I_ shuddorcd.’ “I wont to the dwelling of An- ncttic; I was uslrcrcd into :1 Shin- parlour, wlrcre she lay upon a lounge, lrcr checks as colorlcss as: the dead, for cycs shiningr fitfirlly, and looking as if thcy had never be in closed in slccp.’ ‘As I bent over her, softlyâ€"â€" ‘I’liase don't come so near me, Mr. lslington l’ 'I started at that as ifl had bccn shot. Mr. Islington l’ “I repeated my own name, lo k- ing at her with a wondering glance. “Oh, if I could only bclicve it was not you, but sonic otlcr,’ shc Sdltl, sighing iii a wcaiy way, and shutfing ht-r cycs tightly, though not so as to prevent the tears that would orzc through. ‘I have shc said tried so hard to believe that youi wore chrything good and worthy. You don’t know how l have idol- ised you, looking on you as tho sriâ€"2 Hour of my lifc. This is what l hth) said so often when they rcaâ€" sorted with tinâ€"Father. lrc savcd the life of your child. How can l hpr loving lriinl Oh, yes, they all know ii,-cvmybodj.’ know lrow I loved you. I never took pains to conceal it! But tiO\\‘â€"â€"â€"nowâ€"-I nus'.’ ‘ If vou loved I to, would you ‘ovci‘lo‘ok \vbat happcncd when I was not myself. Little things like that Would notcausc you to dismiss inc.’ ’fiittlc things" she ,vfith a t‘c‘proacirful look. ‘ liichai‘ l, . know what you said last night, you would never look me in the face again.’ e rs. .I. 4. most howled, and seized my hat to go, I knew not whcro.’ ‘ Richard, just one word morc.’ She held forth her arms, pulcd burst. ‘Ouly to sav, dear Dick,’ gaspcd forth at last, thit if I I shall never, never marry anybody else; and if at any time I know that you, have thoroughly reformed, l I love me still,I Will be yours; yours through all ctcrnity.’ manhood. l silently vowed that ‘I kissed her many times, and, I wont tc‘ Anuct-‘ i l 9 tom cntcrcd. tie a Similar habit ; and it often hap- ‘taininatcd by cxhalations from the Another moment and l was alone. i runaway homo. and by worst thing that could have bccn;A fearful page in the book of man’s history had bccn unfolded to mc.â€"â€"â€"â€" I shuddcrcd as I left the arbor.â€" I-Io who talked with me was no- where to be soon. a: at: at at Three years after that, I was travelling in a stage-coach, when an accident happened of a some- what serious nature. The coach- man was dragged from his seat and trampled upon by tho lioiscs till his body was in a shocking condi- tion. He was carried to the near- cst house. I was Somewhat injured, and not thinking it advisable to go on, applied for slrcltcr at a pretty whitc cottage pointcd out to me.â€" The door was opcncd by the sa no 9% young man who lrad tol:lmc the dismal storv in the N â€"â€" poor- houso. At first sight we recog- oizod each other. He led me in, saying joyfullyâ€"â€" ‘ l have conquered l’ ‘I forgot my pain in the joy of hearing such news, willingly heard what scorned like a continuation that had not bad a three year’s in- terval since I had listened bcforc.’ ‘ You remember the day we talked togctlrcr,’ he said. ‘ “70”, I havc little to say, but it scents worr- dcrfulâ€"«too wonderful to believe. Aftcr you had gone, I went to work; but asl struck the earth a strong uncar'ilrly fccling came over nin Isccrncd for the first time to opcn my eyes and look about me.’ ‘Good God 1’ said I. as I thought on my situation, Lieutenant Isliug- tonâ€"«Lieutenant Islington, ti pauper in the N â€" workliouse, liocing potriiocs I It won’t do I" ‘Sir, I throw my line as far as l (:otiltl'll'it‘l it with this right arm. tnrncd straight about, Walkcd out of that placc, rcdccmcd my name, my character, and my Anneltie; and now I own this house and land. and am a happy man, thank Godl' Great were rolling down l r tcars his checksâ€"d will not say anything about my own. 'l‘hc reader can judge whctlrcr I was unmoved. 'l’lrcn be told me the history of his finding Anncttio an orphan and poor, earning a livclilrood by her nccdlc ; of his waiting and working nearly three ycars, and now they were just married. At that moment a blooming crca- l l l | ‘My Arinctiic.’ said the proud husband, prcscntiug ber. ‘Shc has just come in from, a sick n- ighbour’e.’ ‘ Your wife is a lovely creature. No wonder you tbairk God,’ said I aside, just as I rctircd to rest. Iic Striilcd. I could not blame him that it was an cxultant one.â€"-lI He had conquered himself. God had written him ‘ Groatcr than tlrost:i who takc kingdon‘rs!’ l f Shratcrixo L'NlH-Il: 'I‘Hli CLOTHES.â€" Tlrci‘c is reason to bUIiCVC (says Miss Florcncc Nightingale) that not a few of the apparently unacv countable cases of scrofula among children proceed from the habit of' sleeping with their head undcr thel bcdclothcs, and so inhaling air al- rca'ly brcatlic'l, which is further coi’rtanrinatcd by exhalation from the skin. Patients are sornctii‘ncs given pens that thc bed clothes are so dis- posed that the patient must neces- sarily brcathr air more or loss cona reprinted, ircw'cll, their, for over,’ I ah Lanything but light \Vbiinoy’ blankets me down bcsidc her, and Sobhcd, upon my neck as if her heart would. she, ive, ‘ p ohl then, if you will take me, and? skin. A good nursa Will be carcfull Eof this. It is an important part, so lto Spcak of ventilation. It may be {worth while to remark, that when lthcrc‘ is any danger of bed sores, a {blanket should never be placed un- ‘ It retains, d-imp, rdcr the patient. ' NCVcr use: 1 and acts like a .poul.ico. as bod ,covcrings for the sick. The heavy, impervious cotton counter-i pane is bal, for the very reason that it keeps in tho cmanations from the .sick j'rcrson'. while the blankets alâ€" ilows. them to pass through. Wonk aticnts are invariably distressed by a great weight of bed clothes, which often prevents their getting any Sound sleep whatever. l , . _ . . It is an lawful fact that more men- are i drowned in the wine-cup than iii the ocean; jgl'lICCS. prettily furnislrcdâ€"snotvy curtains," bright carpet, nice prints; young husband at one srdc of the fire read; ing newspaper; young wife at the other“ scwmg on shirtâ€"buttons ; tea- things on the table, and the brightest I in her tone. of bright brass’kcttlcs singing mcr‘ri- ly on “tho hob.. (Young wife speaks)â€"â€"-‘And so, Harry, you don’t think my new cat‘- pct pretty, after all I’ i ‘ On the contrary, my I think it only too prctty.’ ‘ Too pretty I too pretty for what. I-Iarry 7.’ ‘ For us. my dear. Remember I am neither a lord nor a banker, but a man' with an income to make.’ 'But ifit only costs as much as an ugly one, Harry I’ ‘ Still Lucy. it may do harm by leading to Other things.’ For some time nothing was heard iii the parlour but the click ofLucy’s needle as it flow through the linen, and the singing of the kettle on the hob. Presently Harry looked up. love, ‘ My dear,’ he said, ‘I forgot to tell you lmct Robinson coming from the city. He promised to look in this evening; so if you have any little preparations to make, new is your timc.’ ‘At what time do you expect him I’ uskcd Lucy. ‘ About. cigbt. ‘ In that case I shallj-ist have time to make you a nice but cake; and laying down her work good humor- cdly, she tripped away to the kit- clrcn. When she was gone. Harry put away, his paper, and looked some- what penitcntly at the new carpet. ‘ It Cartainly is very prcttv.’ said ho to himself; ‘ and I’m half afraid I hurt Lucy by what I said. She’s adcar, good, thoughtful girl, and worthy any man’s confidence and love ; btrt women are so easily lcd away to buy whatever strikes their fancy. They require our stronger judgment to guide them. Yes, I was right on the whole to give her that little lcsson.’ And Harry re- turned with renewed selflsatisfaction to his drowsy debate. Eight o’clock strikes, and Lucy' appears prcccdcd by a delicious odour of hot cake. ‘ There it is Harry. c 'l' ieautiful (like yourself)! and if it only tastcs half as well as it smells, we shall have Robinson dropping into ten every other even- ing for the rest of his lifc.’ ‘ Flattcrcr. But your friend has not yet come. What sort ofpcrson is he? I hope he’s not very fashion- ablc.’ Harry burst out laughing. ‘0, don’t be afraid,’ said he ; ‘hc wont overpower you With his personal flu is long and lank ; and his nose has a twist to one Side, as ifsome one had tried, at some time or other, to wrench it off, and fail- ed ; but then be is the drollcst fol- low ycu ever saw in your life.â€" .I’oucs says he would make his for- tune if he went on the stage.’ ‘ Was he not one or your party to Richmond the other day ?' asked Lucy, as She arranged hor bright tea-thing‘s and tr'imrrrcd the lamb. ‘ch; and kept us in roars of laughter the whole day. He is a capital vcntriloquist ; and sends the waiters skipping about the house answuing imagini‘iry calls, until they they thought thc placc Was bcwitch- ed. Then at dinner, the fish asked what news from the river, and said it hadn’t been [here these five days; and the turkey grunblcd about the stuffing. The melted butter told us it was nothing but flour and water; Does it look iii -0 .and the alc rcvcalcd family secrets that would lravo made the landlady’s hair stand on cud if she had been there to hear. After dinner we wont to stroll through the fields; and lie but Jones a sovereign he would sail across the river in my ,silk umbrella.’ ‘In your umbrella l' exclaimed Lucy ;‘ and did he wit 7.’ ‘Of course he didrr’t my dear.â€" He lost both his balance and his hot; for the moment he put his foot in the umbrella down it went and fro pci'y, ho was hallldrowned before we could drag him up agarn.’ ‘ \Vas Ire frightcncd ‘I‘ said Lucy. ‘ Not he,’ returned I-Iarry. ‘ The the only difference being, more publicly is , first thing he did was to make a fgCe l ATE - ' AND ADVERTISER. \/ ’\/\/WW .fl\.1"~_.’\_,"\ r \ .â€" ,\_ fl, . TERMS: $1 50 In Advance. laughing again like madincn. ‘ What a strange man 1’ said Lucv . . , . i_ , . ' With a slight shade of apprefrcnsron ‘ Butfthat wasn’t all,’ said Harry in the full tide of his i'erninISCence. ‘ We had. to give him some hot brandy-and-water to keep him from catching cold; and on the. way home he insisted on driving ; and charmed, I suppose. by his success in that at- tempt, wanted to get on the horse’s back to imitate Franconi in The Wild Courser of the Desert. Jones got frightened, and tried to pull trim back; He manlully resisted ; and both 100de so ridiculous, I could do nothing but laugh. That was ra- ther an unlucky prank, thougli,’ continued Harry; ‘for the horse, not being accustomed, I suppose, to equestrian feats, ran away, burst from the harness, and smashed the shafts ; and I had to pay" two pounds ..,/ 4 his crooked nose, that set us all ol-g ,._._._. ‘-‘ ' 1‘- I Woxn'iaiiuâ€"‘li’l’hciii'd ’ybiiiig man isr-a clerk in a warelt-‘t‘rifise’"tsftflMkWiit and dresses like a pi‘ince,,;_s,rpgl§§; ‘ foine cigars,’ drinksgnoioe brandy,’ attends theatres, halls. and the like, i wonder ifhc does it all “open the avails of his clerkslii‘ij l4â€"QlVliCii,,a young lady sits in the pat-{ltrut‘fall ‘tfay, with he: lily-white fingci‘s‘cb‘éf jvct‘cd with rings, I woh'dé'r’" if lidf“ 'motlrcr don’t make the pudditlis'lh jahd do a good deal of tho Workiin ltlre kitchcnlâ€"ercn a man goes three times a day to get a draft-1;), wonder if he would not byflfldhh)! go four times 'fâ€"«When a yovuuglady ;. laces her waist a third sn’rallcr titan nature made it, I Wooden if her. pretty figure .will not :shortcnrlifiz. some. (It zen- yea-rewor more, besides rnakingher miserable while she does; livcslâ€"When a young man-is dos“? pendent ens-his daily toil‘fdi‘ his is.“ come, [and marries fine lady“ wiHK does net know how to make a loaf of bread, or niend a garment, I wons dcr if he is not lacking somewhere”: say towards the top for instance. A Mo'ruuit’ GrtAvn.â€"-Eartli has; some sacred spots. where we .fkrel; like loosing shoes from our feet, and trcmbl ng with reverence ;.whcml common wordsof social con-verse seem rude, and .friendslrip’s hands,- lrave lingered in each other"; Whei‘é‘ vows have been plighted, pi’aycrs'i offered, and tears of parting shed.â€" Oh, how thoughts hover around such places, and travcl‘back through un- measured space to visit them. But of all the spots on this green earth, none is so sacred as that where rests Waiting the resurrection, those we. “fifteen and tenl’ence for my Sham have once loved and clrc-rishedâ€"‘our of the damage.’ ‘ And your silk umbrella,’ said Lucyâ€"‘ did you lose that too 1’ ‘ Yes indeedâ€"seventeen and six- pence more, by Jove 1’ said Harry, l with a sudden cessation of his smiles. ‘I. did not think the day’s pleasure had cost so much.’ ‘ Besides the dinner,’ said Lucy. ‘ Besides the dinner ; twelve shil- lings morc.’ ‘ Well. I declare,’ said Lucy laughing and clapping her frauds, ‘ that is the drollest thing I ever knew. Two pounds fourteen and tcnpence, and twelve shillings make three pounds six and tcnpencc, and seventeen and sirqrencc, exactly four pounds four shillings and fourpcncc. ‘ Well 'I’ “Just the price of my Brussels carpet, and fourpence over.’ ‘ Heâ€"em 1’ said Harry. COUNTRY BOYS. Country lads often feel that their lot is a hard one. They see city- brcd youngsters on their travels and sprees at the age of fourteen! verit- able young gentleman, with a finish- ed exterior, a cigar and cane. The young farmer at the same age finds himself with a bee in hand, and a cheap straw hat on his head, sweat- ing away among the hills of cornâ€"- He is frequently envious of his city brother. whisking past him in the cars, with kid gloves, delicate ring- lcts, and plenty of money in Iris pocket. Mind your corn boy, hoe it out clean, keep steadily at the la’ bor you have in band, do it well, and in time your good days will, come too. If you find farmicg is not suited to your taste, or your strength or circu nstanccs, ifyou like mechan'sm better, or have a capacity for busii‘ressâ€"whatcvcr cvonturlly you may engage in, it is all the samc,you have begun right. The city blade has begun wrong ; in due tinre you will see it. There fathers and mothers will in due time see it too. Do not feel envious of the pleasure a hot-house man enjoysâ€"but rc- membcr, not in a maliciOus, but so- ber spirit. that such plants wither early. By the time you have ac~ qutrcd a corresponding perfection of mind and body,yourdelicatcly rcar- ed conterrrporary ofthe town begins to feel the debilitating effects of idleâ€" tress and dissipation. He is not alone to blame for a weak body and pro- fitless mind; it is the result of a system ; but he cannot escape from its effects ; these he must endure for himself, in his own person. His father may be a professional man or amcrcbant, or he may be merely rich ; the chances are fifty against one that the son will not replace his father. Such is the result of well- settled experience ; business falls into the hands of those who are most competent; it don’t. dcsccnd tfihcirs. It is the country boys after all who do the city business. Obscrvingmcn . have often stated this fact ; and en- ‘quirointo the origin of Cleveland, with it ; and the bank was so slip-juess men. If or Boston, or of New York, you will find it to be so. Also external circumstances are in favor of the son or clerk succeeding to the trade of the old firm ; but the son seldom, ‘ almost never, dies in the position of a partner of the house. Why is it'l Simply because habitual indulgence is not wanting. With all the exter- nal odds against it, the country furn- ishes the cities their principal busi- intelligcnt, faithful, and pcrsevering, and above all, cheerful and contented, the chances are that the lad with the hoe will eventually ,do the business of the father of the lad in gloves who is itlr the water drippring from new luxuriating in his travel:- l «A, l t l l i l l them in after life. brothers or our children. Hence, in all ages, the better part of man» kind have chosen and loved spots of the dead ; and on these spots they“ have loved to wander at eventidc, to meditate. But of all places, even among the charncl houses of the dead. none is so sacred as a mother’s grave. There sleeps the nurse of infancy-thc guide of our youth- tire counsellor of our riper yearsâ€"«- our friend when others deserted its; she whose heart was a stranger to every other feeling but loveâ€"â€"tberc she sleeps, and we love the very‘ earth for her sake. IIOME LIFE.-â€"-â€"-If home life is well ordered, the chldrcn having, according to age, working time, play time, books, games, and household sympathies, they will love borne, and find pleasure there.â€"â€"- Give the little ones slates and pencils, I and encourage their attempts to. make pictures. Drawin will amuse them when noisy plays .lrove lost their zest, or are unseasonab; and the art will be useful to Have them read. to each other stories and paragraphs of your». selcction, and save the funny things and the pleasant ones you see in paperszond‘ 2 books to read to them at your lcisiirc.â€"â€"- You cannot imagine how much it will please them, and how it will bind them to you. But choose well for them; for the impressions made on their minds now will . last when the frills crumble. Have them sing together, and sing with them, teaching them hymns and sorrgs. Let them sing all day, like the birds, at all proper times. flare them mutually interested in the asmc things, amusements and Occupations; having sproificd times for each, so that. their habits will be orderly. Let: them work together in the garden, boys and girls, botlr need out-ofâ€"tloor work. To- gether let them enjoy their games, riddles, ect., all their plays, books, and, while the parents eyes direct: and sympathise, and their loud voices blend in loving accord. ARTEMUS \VARD I'IEARS PATTI.‘-' In one of his late letters, the great show- manthus discouiscth; Miss Patty is small for her size, but She is well built: 8L h'et‘ complexshun is what mite be called a Broonetty. I'Ier ise is dark bay, the lashes bcin long 8t. silky. \Vhen she smiles the awjince feels like axin her to do it sum moor", and to contiuner (loin it 2 a indcfnit ixtcnt. ller waste is 1 of the most booti- ' ful waistisis ever sccn. \thn IVIistet‘ b’trackhorse led her out I thawt sum pret- ty skool gal, who lird jest graduatip from pantalcts and wire hoops, was cumin out to read her fast compcrsishun in publick. She cum so bashful like, with head bowd ‘ down, & made such a effort to arrange . her lips so theyd look pretty, that I wantâ€" ed to swallow her. She reminded me of Susan Skinner, who‘d never kiss the boys till the candles was blow’d out. Miss Patty sung suthin or rather in a furriu tung. dont know what the sentimunts was. Fur aut I know she may have been (lcnouncin my tiggcrs &. sagashus wild beasts of Pray, St I dont much keer if she did. When she Opened her mowth a array of martingaled, bobolinks, canarys, swallers, mockiu-birds, etsctery, bust Mb , 8t. flew all over the flank Go it, little 1,592 I to myself, in a hily exsited frame of mind, 8L of that kount or royal duke which you’ll be pretty apt to marry 1 of these dasc don’t do the fair thing by ye, yu kin always have a borne on A. \Vard’s farm, near Baldinsvillc, In- jianiry. When she sung Cumin threw the ’ Rye, 8:. spoke of that Dwayne she dearly luvd herself individoouly, I diln’t wish that air Swaync. No I guess not. Oh certainly not. [This is Ironcul. I don’t mean this. It’s a way I have of goodning Now that Maria Picklohominy has got married [which I hope she likes it] Adoliny Patty is the championess of tho opery ring. b‘he karriers the Belt. Other priory donnvs may as well throw up the spttnjc first and last. My eyes diit’t deceive my earâ€"site in ‘this matter. No man can either live niously, or die l righteously, without a wife. He that takesawife, takegcare