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ion-ital. AUTUMN \VILD FLOWERS. BY MARY iiowrr'r. ‘ aâ€"d The autumn sun is shining, Gray mists are on the hill; A russet tint is on the leaves, But flowers are blowing still! Still blight in wood and meadow; On inoorlands dry and brown; By little streams, by rivers broad; __On every breezy down. The little flowers are smiling, With chilly dew-drops wet, ,_ Are saying with a spirit-voice-â€"- " We have not Vanished yet! ‘ “ No, thongh the spring be over ! . Though summer's stiongtli be gone; Though autuinn’s wealth be garnered, 'And winter coinetli on; “ Still we have not departed, ' We linger to the last,‘ . And even on early winter’s brow A cheerful ray will cast I” ‘-â€"-Go forth, then, youths and maidens, Be joyful whilst ye may; Go forth, then, child and mother, And toiling men grown gray! . Go forth though ye be humble, ‘ And wan with toil and care; There are no fields so barren But some sweet flower is there! Flowers spring npby lthehighway Which busy feet have trod; They rise up in the droai‘icst wood; They gent the dullest sod. They need no learned gardeners To nurture them with care; They only need the dews of earth, The sunshine and the air. And for earth’s lowly children; For loving hearts and good, l‘hoy spring up all around us, They Will not be subdued. â€"'I'hank God when forth from Eden 'l’he weeping pair was driven, .That unto earth, tho'igh cursed with thorns, The little flowers were given! That Eve, when looking downward, 'l'o face her God afraid, Behold the scented violot, The priinrOSe in the shade! Thank God, that with the thistle That sprang up in his feil, The weary worker, Adam, Saw roses gem the Soil! And still for anxious \VOlkOl‘S; For hearts with anguish full, Life, even on its drearicst paths, Ilas flowers for them to cull ! uni ' m .riéiii : mm on LLVVM A TAle FOR‘TRADF.SMY.N. When Sally Lester gave her hand in marriage to Ralph Lyon she was a delicate, timid girl of eighteen, who had. passed the springtime of life happily beneath her father’s roof.â€" To, her, care, "anxiety, and trouble wgmyot strangers. The first few years of-her married life passed’hap-_ pityâ€"efor Ralph was one of the kind» est of husbands, , and suffered his wife to lean upon him so steadily... that ,the native strength of. her ’ow-n character remained undeveloped; " Ralph Lyon Was an. industrious meetiai'iic, who had constant work andgood. wages. .Still, he did not seem to get ahead-as some others did,nofwitlistahding Sally‘was a fru- gal-wife,and did all her own' work, instead of putting him to the 0Xpensc of assistance. Of'c’oursc, this being the case, it was evident there was a leak.somcwliermbut where it-A-was neither Ralph nor his Wife could telly “. ‘ Why, Sally,’ said Ralph, it’s no longer ago than-last night that, call- ing in our club, I beheld my fcllow-= workman, Thomas Jones, lifting his' Weekly-money all already paid up and clear, while ours, though a shit- ting less a week, is' lagging behind- lhand either four or?_fiv~e‘ weeks. ' Of ‘ this Ixam, sure, forj I chmined the books. Now, as you well‘Tkn‘ow the club closes for goodin another fort. night, it. will requirc"tight‘WOi‘k and ' no little privation from us both, my good girl, to get the books cleared, and thus keep our title' good to a fair share of tho twelveâ€"months’ divi- dend. In truth, I won’t deny l fairly envied Jones, he. was so . merry, and. in. such high spiritsâ€"- ":t‘elling us all the time that he was determined to lodge his'money, with the rest he has,.in th‘e’Sav‘ings Bank. before he returned home, so that it might not lose a single hour’s inter- est. Now, I’m sadly puzzled to knew how it comes that he contrivcs to save his money so easily. He doesn’t get any betterwag‘cs than l do, and his family i'S'quitc as large.’ ‘I am sure,’ returned Sally, who felt that there was something like a AURORA ‘1' VVVN, » ALEX. SCOTT, Proprietor. mw~__._w -o..- v01. 11. No.13 " tween 21 shilling and eighteen pence a week. Now, how much will all thisamount to? Why, to a sum very .little short of tWelve sovereigns a-ycar, provided but three pints a day were taken, and nothing was ever spcnt'in treating a fricnd.-â€"-' This limit, however, was never ob- served, and the consequence was,l that averaging the year throughout, the sum of thirteen sovereigns was aiinually expended ltlvdl’lflklllg,SHIOR-l ing, and chewing! In four years, therefore, these same thirteen sovc- reigns, safely lodged in a'Savings Bank, would realize the handsome sum of above fifty-three pounds.â€" Now, Thomas Jones neither drank, smoked, nor chewed ; and conse- qucntly not only saved money enough in a few years to make him- selfhis own land-lord, but could af- ford, during all the time, to let his wife have a 'washcrwoman to assist her every week, and to dress herself and her children much more com- fortably than Sally Lyon had been able to do. The difference in the condition of the two families set Mrs. Lyon to thinking very seriously about the matter; and thinking and calculat- ing soon made the Cause quite plain to her, that it was the drinking and smoking. the evil did not come a cheering consciousness of its easy removal ; for how could she ask Ralph to give up his glass and tobacco, to both of, which he seemed so'stmngly wed- ded? He worked hard for his money ; and if he chose to enjoy it in that way. she had not the heart to interfere with him. But from the time that Ralph discovered how well his neighbour Jones was get- ting along, while he, like a horse in amill, hadbcen telling and sweating for years, and yet stood in the same place, he became dissatisfied, and often expressed this dissatisfaction to Sally, at the same time declaring his inability to tcllwh‘crc all the money “he earned went to. At length Sally ventured to hint at the truth. Bot Ralph met it with ‘p'ooh! nonsense! Don’t tell me that a glass of liquor now and then, and a bit of tobacco, are going to make all that difference. It isn’t reasonable. BCSidcs, I Work very hard, and I ought to have a little comfort with it. When I’m tired, a glass warms me' up, and makes me bright again ; and I am sure I couldn’t do without my pipe.’ ‘I do not ask you to do, Ralph,’ replied Sally. ‘ I only said what I' did,- tliat you might see why we could “not save money like our neighbor‘ does. I am sure I am very careful in our expenses, and I have not bought, I am very-bare of clothes’ I i -' The way in which Ralph replied to his Wife’s suggestions of the cause of 'the evil complained» of deter- mined her to say no more; and as he felt some convictions on the suh~ jcct, which he was not willing to admit. he was ever afterward silent. about the unaccountable way in which his money went. In the same ratio that the external condition of Thomas Jones im- proved, did that of Ralph Lyon grow worse and worse, Fiom not being able to save anything, he gradually began to fall into dcbt.â€"â€" When quarter-day came round. there was generally a deficiency wanting to make up the rent; and thcii landlord, with much grumbling on his part. was compelled to wait for the balance some two or three weeks thereafter. At length the quarter-day found Ralph with no- thing laid by for his rent at all.â€" Somchow or Other he was not able But with a discovery of . band said, ’Nancy- Jones does not I frugally titan I do mine. to earn as much, from sickness, and reflection upon her in what her hus- spcnd her husband’s money more ‘Every week she has a woman to help her to wash, and I do it all myself.’ ,‘I ainsurc it is not. your faultâ€"at least Ido not think it is,’ replied Ralph, ‘but something is wrong. somewhere. I do not spend anyâ€" thing at all, except for a glass or two every day, and 'a little to- bacco; and this, of course, could not make the difference. Sally said something. A few glasses a day and tcbacco,shc knew, Imust cost something, though, like her husband, she didnot believe it would make so much difference. Let us see how this is. Perhaps we can find out the leak that Wasted the substance of Ralph Lyon. He never drank less than three and sometimes four pints of ale a-day, and his tobacco for smoking and owed him above five . be. id‘ealof’hcr husband being thrown chewing cost him something days lost from other causes; and what he did earn appeared to melt away like snow in the sunshine. Poor Mrs. Lyonfclt very miscr- ‘able‘at the aspect of things; more especially as,in addition to the money squandered at the public house by her husband, he now often comes home intoxicated. The grief to her was more severe, from the fact that she loved Ralph tenderly, notwith~ standing his errors. When he came heme in liquor, she did not chide him, "nor did she say anything about it to him when he was sober; for then he appeared so, ashamed and oppressed, that she could not find it in her heart to 'uttcr a single word. jstcad of feeling rebuked at this, the s, v WVW/ ~ ~ ./\_/\L \,."VVW WW W/‘m/V ‘WMVM\WV‘W VAN/m) ’ AND RICHOND HILL ’ ADV <._/ GATE “ Let Sound Reason weigh more with us than. Popular Opinion.” FRIDAY, 0 into jail Was terrible to poor Mrs. j Lyon. Sheaskcd a kind neighbour l to take care of her children for her; and then, putting on her bonnet; she almost flew to the magistrate’s of- thee. There was Ralph with an of- :ficer by his side ready to remove him to prison. ' ‘ You shall not take my husband to ‘jail,’ she said, wildly, when she saw ithe real aspect of things, clinging l fast hold of Ralph. ‘Nobody shall take him to jail.’ ., ‘I am sorry to do so, my good woman,’ said the magistrate, ‘ but it 'can’t be helped. The debt must be paid, or your husband will have to go .to jail. I have no discretion in the matter. .Can you find means to pay the debt! If not, perhaps, you had better go and see your landlord; you may prevail on him to wait a little longer for his money, and not send your husband to jail.’ 'ch, Sally, do go and see him,’ said Ralph ; ‘I am sure he will reâ€" lent when he sees you.’ Mrs. Lyon let go the arm of her ’ husband, and, dartingr from the office, ran at full speed to the house of their ,landlord. 'Oh. sir l’ she exclaimed, ‘you will not send my husband to jail.â€" You carrnot~â€"you will not.’ .,. ‘I both can and will,’ was the grqu :rcply. ‘A man who drinks up his earnings as he does, and then, when quarter-day comes, cannot pay his rent, deserves to go to jail.’ ‘ But, sir, consider ’ ‘Do not talk to me, woman; if you have the money for the rent I will take it, and let your husband go free; if not, the sooner you leave here the better.’ It was in vain, she saw, to strive with the hard-hearted man, whose face was like iron. Hurriedly leaving his house, she hastened back to the -oflice, but her husband was, not there. In her absence 'he had been removed to prison. When Mrs. Lyon fully un- derstood this, she made no remark, but turned from the magistrate and walked home with a firm step. i The weakness of the woman was giving way to the quickening energies of the wife whose husband was in pri- son. and could not be released ex- cept by herct‘forts. On entering her house she Went to her drawers and took therefrom a silk dress, but little worn, a mother’s present when she was mairicd , a good shawl thatshc had bought from her own earnings when a happy maiden; a few arti- cles of jewellery, that had not been worn for years, most of them pre- scnts from Ralph before they had stood at the bridal altar; and sundry other things that could best be dis- pensed with. These she took to a c pawn-brokers’s, and obtained an ad-. vancc of four sovereigns ' on the things; and the balance of the sum required was cheerfuly made good by two or three of her neighbours, who pitied while they. admired her. She directly- hurricd off, and obtain- ed her husband’s release. * ‘ For a time, the rigid proceedings of the landlord proved a useful les- son to Ralph Lyon. He worked more isteadily, and was rather more careful of his earnings. But this did not last a great while. Appetite long indulged was strong; and he seen returned to his old habits. The shock the imprisonment ofhcr husband produced awoke Mrs. Lyon to the necessuy of doing some- thing to increasevtheir income. All that he brought homccach week was scarcely sufficient to buy food ;' and' it was clear that there would be no- thing with which to pay the rent when the next quarterâ€"day came round, unicss it should be the pro- ‘duct of her own earnings. Plain sewing was obtained by Mrs. Lyon, and an additional labor of three or; four hours in the twentyâ€"four added to her already overtasked body. In.â€" esottcd husband only perceived in it a license for him to use his own earnings more freely, thus making his poor wife’s condition really worse than it was before. Things, instead of getting better, grew worse, year after year. The rent Mrs. Lyon managed always to pay, for the fear of seeing her hus- band carricd ofl’to jail was ever be- fore her eyes, stimulating her to constant exertion ; but down, down, down they Wont steadily and surely. and the light ofhope faided daily,and IHCHMONDIHLL; . old' shawl, and after putting on her "a few moments; then taking hold of grew dimmer and dimmer before the message from Ralph that he had eyes of the much enduring wife and been arrested, while at his work, for mother. Amid all‘,hcr patience was debt, by his landlord, who was go- wonderful. She nevcrspokc angrily ing to throw him into jail. They now i to Ralph, but strove, rather, always ‘One day she was alarmed by a humour his mood of mind; if he was gloomy and silent, she would intrude nothing uponhim calculated to fret his temper; if he complained, she tried to soothe him. But it availed nothing. The man was in a charm- ed circle, and every impulse tended to throw him into the centre where ruin awaited him. ‘At length even the few shillings she had received every week from her husband’s earnings ceased to come into her hands. The wretched man worked little overhalf'his time, and drank up all that he madeâ€"- livcn the amount of food that the en- tire product of Mrs.- Lyon’s labour would procure was barely suflicient to satisfy the hunger of her family. The clothes of her children soon be- gan to hang in tatters about them; her own garments were faded, worn, and patched ; and everything about the house that had not been sold to pay rent was in a dilapidated condiâ€" tion. Still there had been no un- kind word, not even a rcmonstrance froin the much-enduring wife. Matters at last reached a climax. Poor Mrs Lyon had not been able to get anything to do for nearly a week, and all supplies of food, except a litâ€" tle meal, were exhausted. An anxi- ous day had closed, and at night-fall the mother made some hasty-pud- ding for the children, which was eaten with a little milk. This con- sumcd her entire store. She had four children; the two oldest she put. to bed. but kept the two young- est, one five years old, and the other three, up with her. She moved with a firmer step than usual, and her lips were coinprcssed,as if she had made up her mind to do something from which,undcr ordinarycircumstances she would have shrunk. After the older children had been put to bcd,shc made the two younger ones draw near the hearth, upon which a few brands were burning, and warm themselves as Well as the feeble heat emitted by the almost ex- hausted fire would permit. Then she wrapped around each a picce'of an bonnet, took them by the hands and left the house. It was a chilly night in .Winter. The wind swept coldly along the streets, piercing through the thin garments of the desperate mother, who was leading forth her tender little ones on some strange un- natural errand. But she shrank not in the blast, but walked rapidly along, almost dragging the children after her. At length she stopped be-j fore the window of a public-house, and standing on tip-toe, looked over the red curtain that shaded-half the window, and concealed the inmates' from the view of passcrs-by. Within she saw her husband sitting com- fortably by a table, a glass by his, side and a pipe in his‘ mouth. Half a dozen of pot-companions were sit- ting comfortahly round, and all] seemed enjoying themselves well. Mrs. Lyon remained without only] the door she walked firmly in, and without appearing to notice her hus- band, went up to the bar and Called for three glasses of brandy. - After doing this, she seated herself at a table near her husband“ Great, of course, was the surprise of Lyon at this apparition. He jumped fi om his chair and stood before his wife, just! as she had taken her scat at thel table, saying, in an undertone, as he did so, ‘Sally! what-brings you here 9’ ’ ' - ' It- is very lonesome at home, Ralph,’ she replied, in a calm but sad voice. ‘ Our firing is all gone, and it is cold there. I am your wife, and there is no company for me like yours. I will go anywhere to be with you. I am willing to come even to this place.’ ing to. such a place as this.’ ‘ If it is pleasant to you, it shall be so to me. Anywhere that my busâ€" band goes, surely Ican go. God hath joined us together as one, and nothing should divide us.’ By this time the three glasses of 'brandy that Mrs. Lyon had called for were placed beforc her on the , table. ‘Bring another glass,’ said Mrs. Lyon calmly, ‘ my husband will drink with us'!’ ‘ Sally, are you mad 1’ ejaculated the husband. ‘ Mad, todrink with my husband! Why should you say that, Ralph! Drink, children,” she added turning to her little ones, and placing a glass of brandy before them. ' It will do you good.’ As Sally said this, she pounds. Theth appear cheerful before him. Ifhe was disposed to tal lifted her own glass to her lips. CTOBER" 26.1860. that!’ said Ralph. . ‘Why not? You drinkto'forget sorrow ; and if brandy has that offset I am sure no living creature needs it more than I do. Besides, I have eaten nothing 10-day, and need some- thing to strengthen me.’ Saying this she sipped the burning liquid, and smacking her lips looked up in her husband’s face and smiled warms to the very heart, f Ralph. 1' she said. ‘I feel better already.’ Then turning to the children, whose glasses remained untouched before them, she said to the astonished litttle ones. ‘ Drink, my clnllrcnllt is very good.’ . , ' Woman! are you mad? My children shall not teach it;’ and he lifted the glasses from the table and: handed them to some of the com- pany that had crowded around to Witness this strange scene. , ‘ Why not 'I’ said his wife, in the same calm tone in which she had at first spoken. ‘ If it is good for you, it is good for your wife and childâ€" ren. It will put these dear little ones to sleep, and they will forget they are cold and hungry. ‘ To you it is fire, and food, and bed and cloth- ingâ€"all these We .need, and you will not surely withhold them from us.’ By this timeRalph was less un- der the influence of liquor than he had been for Weeks, although he had drunk as freely as ever through the" day. ' Taking hold of his wife’s arm, he said, in a kind Voiceâ€"for he began to think that her mind was really wanderingâ€"‘Come, Sally, let us go home.’ - Why should we go, Ralph?’ she replied, keeping her seat. "I‘here is no fire at home, but it is warm and comfortable here. There 'is no food there, but here there is plenty to eat and drink. I do not wonder that you liked this place better than home, and I am sure I would rather stay here.’ ' _ .The drunken husband was eon- foundedâ€"He knew not what to do or say. The words of his wife smote him to the heart, for she ut- tered a stunning rebuke that could not be gainsayed. He felt a choking sensation, and his trembling knees, bore heavily against each other. Sally,’ he said, after a pause, in an altered and very earnest tone, ‘ I know it is more comfortable here than it is at home. but I am going home, and I intend staying there. Will you not go‘ with me, and try to make it as comfortable as it used to be! The change is' all my fault, I know; but it shall be my fault no' longer. Here, once and for ever, I Solemnl-y pledge myself before God never again to drink the poison that has made me more than half a brute, and beggarcd my poor family. Come Sally! _ Let us hurry away from here; the very air oppresses me. Come, in Heaven’s name, come !’ Quickly, as if 'an electric shot had started her, did Mrs. Lyon spring w;- AND N ADVERTISER. -â€"-â€"-. ': wwwâ€" ark/v TERMS: $1 50 InlAdvance. in. Whole No. CIDER MAKING. We findin the Ohio Farmer, the. folownig admirable direction on Cider making. Although the making of cider is not so extensively practidcd in Canada asit might be,‘ yet if we do a thing at all it is best to do it well:-’-â€" , ‘ Although nearly every farmer makes from one to twenty or more barrels of cider yearly, yet few ap- ply to the manufacture anymore than a mechanical knowledge, or the following of some routine method descending from father to son, and the consequence is, that no more than one-tenth of the liquor deno- minated cider deserves a name be- yond that of poor vinegar. Cider when carefully made, with a due knowledge of its properties becomes a pleasant and healthfu’ drink, far better'in its native purityl than when manufactured and sold as champagne \vine ; for be it known very many thousand bottles of so- called champagne are nothing more than cider re-manufactured. All varieties of apples can be manufac- tured into cider, yet the prepertics of a cider and a table apple are very different, although sometimes com- bined in the some fruit. Toughness, dryness, and a fibrous flesh, and as- tringency, are all good properties in a cider-apple. Yellow flesh indicats richness and strength; and the heav- ier the mast, the stronger the cider. Late ripening apples, or those which require to be housed, are not pro- fitablc for cider, because of the ex- tra expense of housing; all apples require to be fully ripe and mellow before making up. Apples which fall from the tree fully ripe, make better cider» than those which are shaken off the tree. Keeping the fruit under cover from one to three weeks before making up, increaSes the strength and flavor of theeidcr. Care must be'taken that the fruit is spread thin and freely exposed to the currents ofair, otherwise it will often contract an unpleasant smell, which will affect the taste of the cider. As the fruit becomes ripened and mellow, the juice is re- duced in quantity, but increased in weight, and heightened in flavor. If, however, they are left too long, and decay commences, the quality is in- jured by a peculiar musty tone or flavor imparted to the liquor; all de- cayed or decaying fruits should, therefore, be carefully picked out before grinding. Unripe apples should never be mixed with those fully ripened and mellow. Much of the merit of cider depends upon the proper separation of fruit, as we have just stated, and also in select- ing colors, those of a rich yellow tinge in skin being superior to tltose ofa greenish caSt. They should matter be mixed. Mixmg varieties while it often adds to the value of the cider,_must not be done if‘ any certain quality is sought to be ob- from her seat as hel’ IIUSband .utter- tamed, and a uniform] character es- ed the last,_,\v0i°d. and laid hold of {abusde b his arm with an eager graSp. ‘sh work. There will ag days may yet be our best days.’ Lifting each achild from the floor tl-jngcnt, harsh fruit, and a rich, the husband ulld \VlfC left that den sweet apple, “rill often be found 10 0‘! llllsPl'y Wlll‘ “5 l‘aSlYfilcPS as combine the qualities requisite for "Christian’s when he fled from the the very highest flavor and “Games, City of Destruction. The hopeful declaration of Mrs. Lyon proved indeed true. There was soon light, and fire, and food, in l . - .n ' . . , , that cheetlcss dwelling , and the last seed, rmd, and a“, Should be com_ days of Ralph and his family have proved to be their best days.~â€"-Hc ‘ The} LOI'd mHCflVCll bU‘Pl‘fllSedl’ ietics are mixed in certain propor- ‘3 Silld SOlenll’a ' lUl’ ll '3 H15 tions, as two to one. &c., and a quali- Yesacomfil 17°F “5 g0 quickly- ty of cider made, which it is desired ill" be “8’”: and file, to have again and again. In such a and food in our dwellingâ€"Our last case the same mixture must be made y the manufacturer, un- less it may be that two distinct var- and in the like proportions. An as- body. . Grindingthe fruit is a very im- portant item in the manufacture of good cider. The whole fruit, pulp, pletely smashed. If the juice of an apple be extracted without . bruising i has never snice tasted the temptng the fruit, it will be found thin and de- l I ' l I 1 ‘ " ' _ . u . Lul” and finds 1’ ’3 d “'5’ Ca”) mm fective in richness. compared to the live very comfortable. The scene. in the public-house is never alluded to by either the has- band or wife. They take no pleas- ure in looking back--prcfct'ring. rather, to look forward with hope. When it is thoughtof by either, it is something as a man who has endur- ed a painful operation to saVe his life thinks of the intense sufferings he endured. A story is told of Sully, the painter, a man distinguished for refinement of manâ€" ners as well as success in art. At a party tain belle who was a great favorite. ‘Ah,’ says Sully, ‘she has a mouth like an elephant.’ ‘ Oh, oh! Mr. Sully, how could you be so rude ’l’ ‘Rude, ladies, rude! ' ‘ ‘ , ,I ‘ mean ?’ I say she has got a mouth like an l‘i Wllll llcl’a andl bu’dyyl’u are “Gigou’g lo d’llll‘a elephant, because it’s full of ivory.’ one evening, Sully was speaking of a cer- ‘But, Sally, to think of your comâ€" tor to save a crown a week, and yet juipc of the same apple am“. being perfectly macerated and left exposâ€" ed to the influence of the air and light for twenty-four to thirty-six hours. Grinding should, therefore, be very perfect, and the pomace re- main t'or one or two days before making up. V The making up of the cheese for pressing should be performed only upon a clean, sweet platform, and rye-straw free from rust or weeds, used to confine it in place. A gen- tlc;prcssure should be first given, and the cider from which first running should be barreled by itself, the cheese allowed to stand, say twelve hours, then additional pressure given from which will be obtained the best quality of liquor; the last running will perhaps be the most clear, but. 1" J L ’ .I'JK'JL il course the quality inferior. After the last renningfor when no more juice of the apple in its pure state can be obtained, the top of the cheese is sometimes taken off and a ,few pailfuls of water applied,’iwhcd pies- sure is again applied, and a very in- ferior quality of liquor obtained, al- most entirely’destitute of sugar, but. often making a telcrablc vinegar. The fermentation may be said to be the completion of the? work" of making amt managing eide'i‘mlthbugh racking off and bottlingai‘c after- wards necessary to bring5 it {blppr- fection.. The time which "may ‘ela ’ apse after making the jailer before fermentation commenCes, depends both" upon the‘quality and condition of the fruit from which’itis made, and the temperature oftlie_.w'ea'_t'her. If the fruit is only partially ripe and the weather Warm, fermentation often commences within a few hours after exposing the juice, while‘if the weather is cold and the fruit well ripened, days, or possibly weeks may elapse before fermentation commen- ces. In either, case, it is better to place the casks under a shed protect~ ed from the sun. but open to a free circulation of air. Leave out the bangs. Have ready a caSk with'the bung kept in, and as the fermenta- tion goes on, and the froth issues from the bung-holes, fill up from day to day from the cask in which the bung has been kept. As soon as the froth ceases to issue from the bong holes, see that the cask is full, then drive in the bungs tightly, leaving open a small vent or spigot for a few days, or until the froth becoincslike pure light cream, free from dirty particles, then close all up tight; the less fermentation takes place, the sweeter will be the liquor. Clean, sweet casks must always be supplied and if any tinge of mostincss, slack some fresh lime in each cask, leaving it from one to four hours. If one operation is not sufficient repeat the process. WM- MAN's Dus'riNY.â€"â€"lt cannot be that earth is man’s only abiding place. It cannot be that our life is a bubble cast up by the ocean of eternity, to float a moment upon its waves, and sink intof‘nothingncss. Else, why is it, the high and glorious as- pirations, which leap like angels from the'tcmplc of our hearts are forever wandering about unsatisfied 'l Why is it that the rainbow and the cloud come over us vith a beauty that is not of earth, and then pass off and leave us to muse ,upon their _ faded loveliness? Why is it that the stars which “ hold their festival around the midnight throne,’ are set. above the grasp of our limited faculties, forever mocking us with their un- approachable glory! And, finally, why is it that the bright forms of human beauty are presented to our view and then taken from us, leav- ing the thousand streams of affec- tions to flow back in Alpine torrents from our hearts? We are born for a higher destiny than that of earth. There is a realm where the rainbow never fadesâ€"'tvhere the stars will be Spread out before us like the islands that slumber on the ocean, and where the beautiful 'bc- ings which here pass before us like shadows, will stay in our presence foreverxâ€"Prcntico. A Tamera 'ro Lacunaâ€"Man of idleness, labor rocked you in the cradle, and has nourished your pamé percd lifeâ€"without it. the woven silks and wool upon your back would be in the silkworm’s nest, and ‘the fleeces in the shepherd’s fold. For the meanest thing that ministers to the human want, save the air of heaven, man is to toil indebted, and even the air, by God’s wise ordina- tion, is breathed with labor. It is only the drones who toil not, who infest the hives of the active like masses of corruption and decay. The lords of the earth are working mcn=,”who can build or cost down at. their will, and who retort the sneer of the ‘soft-handed,’ by pointing to their trophies who-“ever art. science, civilization, humanity are known. Work on, man ofvtoil! thy royalt'v' is yet to be acknowledged, as you labor onward to the highest throne of power. Labor is not only es-‘ sential to true dignity and independa once. but to happiness. It is neccsa sary to ensure the strength and health of the body, without which the mind must suffer and become the prey of anxious and fearful thoughts. Without occupation of some sort there can. be no contcntcdncss. It: is the greatest preservation from both sin and sorrow. The hardest. work in the world,and the most doe moralizing, is doing nothing. No state or individual can prosper where labor, in any of its forms, is de- spiscd. ‘ INFLUENCE or i’EtvSP.irEas.â€"â€"small is the sum that is required to patronize a newspaper, and amply rewarded is its pat- ron, I care not how humble and unpre- tending the gazette which he takes. It is next to inpOssible to fill a sheet with print= ed matter without putting into, it seiner thing that is worth the subscription price. EVery parent whose son is away from borne at school, should supply him with a newspaper. I well remember what a marked difference there was between those of my schoolmates who had and those who had not access to newsj'iapers. lcomposition, and general intelligence. , Other \V'hat do you Its )‘lChnCSS \Vlll be {Olllld dllnlnlb’lled things being eqijul, the first we're alwan in other words the saccharine mut- ‘dccidcdly superior to the last in debate, ter or sugar will be less, and of .4