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4-“..- __,...i. “r”. widow’s tears liqu .yfou dried 'lâ€"~ What orphan have you rescued from poverty and sin? Towhat youth, sorely tempted, have you extended the friendly hand, and kept them from falling? Is the world, to-day, richer, wiser, better for anything you have done, by toil of hand, heart, or brain 'I If not, then cease your silly talk about the world’s owing you a living. It owes you no such thing. It owes" you only a fair chance to exercise tlietspowcrs God has given you, and that it has bestowed upon you, and if you don’t improve it, the worse‘will be your own. 1251mm WONDERS AND MURMURS. Strange that the wind should be left so free, To play With a flower or tear a treeâ€" To range or ramble whe re’er it will, And, as it lists, to be fierce or still ; Above and around to breathe into life, Ct to mingle the earth and the sky into truth ; Gently to murmur with the morning light, Yet growl like a fettered fiend ere night ; Or to love and cherish and bless to-day, What to-morrow it ruthless rends away ! - - AURORA / -7 v *V V\r\r \J'\ xvvx / \ m.~W\/\/V m I x “A AN-I~V‘V TERMS: $1 50 In Advance. “Myra/x ND RICHOND HILL ADVOCATE AND ADVERTISER. _»\, \lfi J‘JW’ \x \/\,/\/ V- ' Cry \/ VW\./\lâ€"vx VWWM W xxx/x _/\/"M/\/VW “MW W “ Let Sound Reason weigh more with us than. Popular Opinion.” iircriiiimivi) Strange that the sun should call into birth All the fairest flowers and fruits of earth, Then bid them perish, and see them die, While they cheer the heart and gladeii the eye. DAY, NOVEMisEi: a, 1860. HILL, FRI Whole No. 10;, _â€" ._.-.- w- Atmorning its child is the child of spring. At night ’tis a shrivellod and loathsome thing; To-day there is life and hope in its breath, To-morrow it shrinks to useless death; Strange doth it seem that the sun should joy To give birth alone that it may destroy ! Strange that the ocean should come and go, With its daily and nightly ebb and flow, To hear on its placid breast at morn The bark that ere night will 'be tempest torn ; Or to cherish it all the way it would roam, To leave it a Wreck in sight of homeâ€" To Smile as the mariiier’s toils are o’er, Then wash the dead to his cottage doorâ€" And gently ripple along the strand, To watch the widow behold him land 3 But stranger than all that man should die, When his plans are formed and his hopes are U high : , ‘ ’He walks forth 8 lord of the earth to-dny, ’ 'Aiid to-morrow beholds him a part of its clay. He is born in sorrow and cradled iii pain, And from youthvto age it is labor in vain ; And all that seventy years can show, I Is that wealth is trouble and wisdom woeâ€" That he treads a path of care and strife Vl’ho drinks the poisoned cup of life I " Alas ! if we murmur at things like these, ' That reflection tells us are wise decreesé That the wind is not ever a gentle breath, ‘ That the sun is often the bearer of death, ‘ That the ocean is not always still, A And that life is chequered with good and illâ€"â€" ' 'If we know ’tis well such change shou'd be, What do we learn from things we see ? I Thatan ei'ring and shining child of dust ' Should not wonder and murmur and hope’and trust! l‘itttalurt. ’ THE rwo attriiiiis. ‘~ ‘ PART I. Continued from our last. _ ‘ VVas-y e waitin’ for anybody, my , bonnie laddie f’ inquired the old - hag. > ‘I am waiting for my brother - VV-ultcr,’ he answered. ~mWhere is he ?’ she inquired coax- = ineg. J ' “ He’s up stairs, lookini} ’or my aunt Mary,’ was the ready answer. ‘ Oh, my dear, your aunt Mary ’ lives twa closes downâ€"your brother I Walter has gone doon the back stair air-got her, an’ they sent me to fetch V ye to them.’ I ‘ Do you know my aunt l’ inquired . I’Villie, somewhat dubiously ol the figure before him. . ‘Ken her? Bless ye, I’m her only servant. She tcll’d me where rI’d gct ye.’ This .was enough. Up sprang Willie, and the hag, catching him by the hand, hurried him down one ‘close, up: another, down a third, “through by-lanes and fi'tliy pigsty- looking places unfit for human beings *‘to breathe in, dens of pestilence, hor- V‘f’or, infamy, and' death till she reach: ed a small'cellar door ; when. drag- ging him iito the cellar, she paused, and, almost out of breath with her speed, looked at him. ‘ This is not my aunt’s,’ said Wil- lie ; why do you lead me to a place like this i’ ' ‘ Wheesht, baitn, Whecst ; ye 'mauntak' afi' that jacket till I brush it,.an’ mak’ ye clean an’ neat before ye‘see your aunt.’ ', ‘I will not take ofi'my jacket,’ said ,the boy, firmly ; ‘ so let me go from this place.’ ‘ Ye’llho tak’ affyerjackct when 5i bid ye !’ yelled the old bag. ‘I will not,’vsaid Willie, who now saw that he had got into a dilemna. ' “Ye smatchet l’ shrickcd the bel- Idamc, as she rushed at himâ€"-‘ I’ll son gar ye tak’ it affl’ The door was still open, and VVilâ€" “lie‘instantly fied towards it. Dart- dng‘but, he took the first open way, and, winged with fear, fled over :every impediment and through many ’a queer looking placeâ€"~â€"up stairs, and {down Stairs, tillhe stopped fairly ox- hausted. Having satisfied himself -with a hasty glance that his pursuer was not in sight, he began to ivalli slowly ; but still finding himself in ‘alaybrinth ofdingy, ill-looking build~ "ings, he hurried through the narrow “lane, and on a sudden the broad ox- “pa’nse cf the sea burst for the first Slime on his view. A throbbing at :the heartâ€"a feeling of wonder and awe came over him : he seemed at- tracted towards it by some unknown . spell. Onwards he went, unable to ':‘tell by what strange power he was attracted. An indistinct idea that he should meet with Walter crossed his mind, and-he wandered on till he found himself at the sea-side. The “shipping in the port of Leith lay on his left hand and hurrying onwards it. ing in bewilderment amongst the docks. he sat himself down upon the fiuke of an anchor, and gazed with wonder at the high masts of a large vessel which was lying in the dock! before him. While thus busily engaged won- dering at the strange sights around him. Willie behold a negro suddenly come on the deck of the vessel. This was the first specimen of sable humanity which Willie had ever be- held, and his curiosity was still fur- ther increased by observing that the negro carried a large basket filled with oranges in one. hand, and a high- ly polished brass kettle in the other. All 'the stories which his brother Walter had told him about black men, orange-trees, and gold, flashed oti his mind; and Willie actually important en’ibassy. up to him, the negro saluted him. ‘ Fine day dis, young massa.’ ‘ Yes, Sir,’ answered Willie, ris- ing from the duke of the anchor, very fine day, indeed, sir.’ ‘ Sir!’ When was poor blaizltoy addressed so before! He stared, boy struck him with surprise. ‘ You take an orange, young mas- sa ’l’ he said, as he proffered one to " ' Willie. ‘If you please, sii';-â€"thank you sir ;’ and VViliie applied the cool or- ange to his burning lips. The negro still lingered, looking at him. ‘ You belong to dis place, massa 'l’ he inquired. ‘ ‘ No, sir. I have walked a long way, andâ€"andâ€"I have lost my bro- ther'VValtcr ;’ and the recollection of his trials brought the tears to the poor boy’s eyes. The negro drew near to him, and planing the basket oiloranges and the brass kettle on the ground, Sat down on the anchor beside him. ‘No cry, leely massaâ€"no cry. How you lose your brodcr l’ he kindly inquired. ‘ He went to look for aunt Mary, and a bad woman came and took me away and wanted to strike mo,and I ran away from her, andI have lost my brother,’ subbed Willie. ‘Poor shildl’ sobbcd the good hearted negro. ‘ No cryâ€"â€"I will find your broder. Where is your fadcr and moder ?’ him on board of the vessel. ing him on a coil of ropes on the deck, the negro hurried to the lock- or, and cold fowl, bread, and wine: were placed before Willie in abund- ance, whilst the kind-hearted negro. dancing around him, and rubbingl his hands with joy, pressed him to cut and drink to his heart’s content. While busily discussing the Viands. the captain and mate of the vessel. came on board ; and the captain, gazing earnestly at Willie, turned to the mate and saidâ€" ‘ Pratt, does that boy not remind. you of my poor William who died last year 2’ ‘I never saw a closer likeness,” fairs to their own private benefit. It Was agreed thatthe fiscal should write to one of the Captains Sten- house, requesting him to come 10 Scotland, and bring all the 7. docu- ments proving his rlaim and that of his wife to the property in ques- tion, whilst the town-clerk was to write to the other captain to the same effect. Thus both were to draw private emoluments from the case. If the town-clerk’s client should turn out to be wrong in his claim and the liscal’s client happen- cd to be right, then the fiscal was to adOpt criminal proccdings against the town-clerk’s client, the expenses answered the mate ;--‘ the same of which proceedings were, as usu- age, lpok,-â€"-nay, every gesture the al, to be paid by the public, and same. thought that the poor negro before him must, of course, be some mighty blackprincc come to Scotland on an The eager looks of the boy attracted the no- tice of the negro, and as he came and returning the iiegro’s bowâ€"-‘a and the sorrowful look of the poor tain. ‘ Nobody’s, massa,’ responded the ncgio; ‘him poor orphan boy dtit I find on the quuy.’ tain, ‘I will be a fatherto you.’ He took W’illie by the hand. ‘ Will you remain with me ?’ ‘ Yes,’ answered Willie,’ looking up in his face; ‘l Will, if Walter can be got.’ V From that hour \Villie became a the adopted son of the captain. Every effort to find out Walter prov- ed in vain, and Willie sailed with his friend to Calcutta. Thus were the two brothers sc- iarated in early life. PART II. Twenty years elapsed, and the boys who had deserted their native village were - completely forgotten, when one day, to the surprise of the villagers, an elegant marble monu- ment was forwarded to the care of the session-clerk, to be erected over the grave of Andrew Stenhouse; the particular spot was pointed out, and a draft of £20 was enclosed to defray expenses. Two days after- wards another monument, equally elegant, was sent for the same pur- pose, and another draft. for £20 was forwardedâ€"both letters were signed “ W. StenhOUSe.” Puzzled beyond all measure at this singular coinci- dence, the session-clerk applied to the minister of the parish, who, equally puzz'ed, referred him to the neighboring town clerk. Eager to know how he ought to act, the old man set out, and after some travel~ ling arrived at the burgh, and called at the office of the town clerk, whom iThey are both dead,’ said the he found in deep consultation with poor boy with a fresh burst ofgrief. ‘Oh, dear lâ€"oh, me !’ cried the negro, as he pulled out his handkerâ€" chief and alternately wiped the eyes more and more- thc town-fiscal upon a very singular affair; and the story of the two tombstones seemed to pcrplcx them It appeared that of the weeping boy and his own, the town-Clerk acted as factor upon which overflowed cquallv fast. ‘ No cry, good leely massa :â€"no cryâ€"a-comc to de vessel wid me.I will make you all rightâ€"no cryâ€"dzit a good child." With “coaxing and caressing he at length quieted littleVVillie’s burst of sorrow, and, deeply interested in the poor boy, insisted that he should go on board the vessel with him. To this Willie a large property in the neighborhood the preprictor of which had gone to India, where he had died without leaving any will. The town-clerk. had advertised for heirs to the pro-V perty, and, to his surprise, two fe- male parties had come forward, each claiming the property, and each stat- ing that she was the only surviving child of the deceased proprietor. To add to the mystery, each was mar- ‘ Whose son is this 1’ said the cap- were to half betwixt. them. ‘Poor little fellow,’ said the cap- at last agreed; and the negro pleas- ried to a party calling himself “ W. ed that he had restored the boy to SICHhOUSC'” The letters were com- somc degree of good spirits, rose pared, and the fiscalpomted out that from his scat on the anchor, when the husbands styled themselves both suddenly rccollccting himself, he ex- “CAPTAIN” Wan the SGSSIOH-clerk claimedâ€"~ ‘ Stoopcd nigger dat I is! got my massa’s letter !’ and turning it over and over, edge- ways, frontâ€"ways, and all, he shook his head in utter despair. ‘ Don’t know where do debil dat letter be for l’ he mournfully ejacu- lated. ‘ Quite forgot.’ Willie saw at a glance that his negro friend COUlZi not read writing, and, afraid of offending him, timidly saidâ€" ‘If you please, sir,I will read the direction of the letter for you.’ The negre stared with distended eyes and open mouth at him, as he handed the letter to the boy. ‘ It is addressed to William Ander- son, Ship Chandler, Leith Quay,’ said Willie; ‘and see,” he added, pointing to a signboard, ‘yonder is the place.’ ‘ Golcy!’ exclaimed the negro with ,a look of surprise. ‘ Can Icetle boy like you read and write I’ ‘Oh, yes, sir.’ ‘ Dat am most astonishing I’ cried the negro. ‘ Now, massa, you sit down till I come ba(:k-iio go away.’ ‘ No, sir; I will wait for you.’ ‘ Data good boy 5’ and, snatching up his basket and kettle, the negro set off at full speed to execute his errand; and, having returned, caught he soon reached the town. Wander- Willie up in his arms and carried told his story, the letters were taken 1 {OI-J from him, compared with those held so sayinglby the town-clerk, and the hand- hc pulled a letter from his pocket, Willmg was found to agree. At the mention of the £20 sent with each letter, the eyes of the two functionaries glistened; and causing the session-clerk to indorse them, they advised him to leave both drafts with him. He did so; and civaily bowing him out. the two function~ aries sat down, and eyeing each other shrewdly for a while,,burst into a fit of laughter. A ‘ Well I’ cried the town-clerk, ‘this is what I call a good begin- ning.’ ‘ Cash them and half them.â€"--Is’t a bargain r’ replied the fiscal. ' Agreed I’ said the town-clerk ; and they adjourned to the Branch Batik in the burgh, and having cash- ed the two drafts, each party pocké cted £20 sterling, with an air of as much satisfaction as if performing a most virtuous and praisew0rthy action. ‘ Now,’ said the town-clerk after buttoning up his, pocket, and slapping it gently to make sure all was rightâ€"“Now, I think We may stand a beafstcak and bottle of wine off this, and mature our plans while discussing our dinner.’ So said, so done. They were soon seated in a snug parlor in the town .ml), and the result was a deep-laid which expenses the worthy pair If the fiscals client were found to be in the wrong, and if he had money. he was to be frightened out of a good round sum and allowed to escape. Thus a double interest in any event was to rise out of the affair. They accordingly wrote their res- |pcctive letters and retired home- ' wards, each resolved, in his otvn heart, to try and dupe the otherâ€"â€" the fiscal secretly resolved to pounce upon the town-clerk’s client the mo- ment he arrived, and trick the town- clei‘k out of the business-«Whilst the town-clerk secretly determined to annihilate the fiscal by communicat- ing to the lord advocate the slight- est error he might commit, and there by get him dismissed from his office. The two rogues parted in the most cordial and friendly manner each maligning the other for a knavc and a fool. Ten days afterwards the two captains, accompanied by their wives arrived in Arnock. They put up at separate inns, and having refresh- ed themselves, each waited on his respective man of business. The fiscal was waiting With impatience for his victim when Captain Sten- house was announct-d; and a tall, handsome-locking man, with a fine esect, military bearing, dressed in a suite of plain black, entered the room. heart ulmost (lying Within him as he glanced at the manly form before him. The person appeared to be about thirty years ofage. Although exposure to foreign climcs had some~ what darkened his cheek, yet the brow was lofty and white as Par- ian marble. After the usual salu- tions were over, the fiscal, rubbing his hands vsith glee saidâ€"- ‘ You are Captain Steuhouse ?’ ‘I am.’ ‘ From Calcutta?’ ‘ Yes.’ ‘ You have retired from service?’ ‘ I have.’ ‘ Were you married in Calcutta ‘l’ ‘ No ; in London.’ ‘ To Miss Grant, daughter of Col; onel Grant, of Appleby f’ ‘ The same.’ ‘She was the only child '1’ ‘ Yes; but you will find from these documents all the information you want,’ said the captain. ‘ During the time you are perusing them I will take a short walk. I will be glad to meet you at the inn to din- ncr.’ ‘ He rose as he spoke ; but the fis= cal, assuming an air of sly confi- dence, saidâ€" ‘I have no doubt that the docu- ments you have handed tome are all correct ; but I must inform you in confidence, that the“e is a fellow in this team who is assuming your name, your rank and character ; and he brings with him a female claim- ingythe name and status of your lad. ‘lmpossible!’ exclaimed the cap taiu with indi rnation. ‘It is true, rejoined the fiscal. ‘ Rest there just one moment, am“ will convince you of the fact.’ So saying, be dispatched one of his clerks to the town-clerk to as- certain the result of his inquiries, and the young man returned with the following note : ‘DnAn Star-Secure your man instantly. My client is a dashing young fellowâ€"a-tlie real Simon Pure. He says that he is Captain Stenhouse lately from Calcutta. He has re- tired from service, and was married in London to Miss. Grant, daughter of Colonel Grant of Appleby, who is the only surviving childâ€"Yours, etc., A. C.’ ‘ Read tliut,’ said the fiscal trium-. phantly, as he handed the note tol Captain Stcnhouse, who glanced it over, and angrily exclaimedâ€"- , ‘ There is some mistake here, or else the person must be an impos- Plac» rascally plan to turn the state of af- ter.’ ‘ The very conclusion I have ar- 'rived at,’ cr'el the fiscal. ‘ Take whatever steps you think necessary,’ replied the captain. The documents there are quite sufficient to prove our right.’ ‘ Most happily, sirâ€"proud to serve you, sir,’ said the fiscal, bowing as if his backbone went upon a spring ‘ You dine with me then T said the captain, as he rose to depart. The fisral mumbled something implying a consent. and the captain walked forth. No sooner was be gone than the fiscal congratulated himself on the clever manner in which he had outwitted the town- clerk’s client, to have him appre- hended and committed for trial on a charge of ‘ falsehood, fraud, and wilful imposition. , After leaving the fiscal, Captain Stenhouse walked towards the churchyard, but had scarcely get beyond the burgh when he encoun- tered an elderly man leaning upon a stick. The captain paused and fixed his eyes on the face of the old man who slightly touched his hat and re- turned the scrutiny, whilst his fea- tures changed into rigid astonish- ment. 7 ‘ John Thomson of Brookmyre, if I am not much mistaken ?’ said the captain, as be advanced and held out his hand. ‘ ‘Mercilul Providence !’ cxolaim- ed the old man. ‘It canna be ' ' Your nephew, Walter Stenhouse who ran away from you about twen- ty years ago,’ said’the captain, kind~ ' ly, shaking hands with him. ‘ God bless you, my dear laddie I’ said Thomson, as the tears rolled down his cheeks. ‘I have prayed night and day for this, and my pray- ers have been heard at last. But where is my bonnie Willie 'lâ€"~is he with you 7.’ ‘ Alas I” exolaimed the captain, as the tears came to his eyes, “ I lost 'him on the streets it. Edinburgh, the day after we left your house ; and, from thatduy to this, have never heard of him. Long and weary have been my searches after him ; The fiscal at first felt hislbut alas! all have been fruitless.” ‘ Woe’s me, woe’s me !’ exclaim- ed the old man, weeping bitterly ; ‘I was not prepared for this. Ah me! grief is still mingled in the cup of joy !' To be Concluded in our next. _...._..., ANTII’ATHIES 0F REMARK- ABLE CHARATERS. Almost every person who has liv- ed in history has had some particular antipathy. Julius Caesar couldn’t eat a perwinkie, and Alexander al~ ways fainted at the Sight of a blackbeetle. Chaucer Would be unwell for days. if he heard the cry of ‘mackeral and Spenser never saw a,leg of mutton without shivering all over. Boadicea hated red Whiskers : it nearly cost Caractacus his life be- cause he came into her presence one day with a tremendous pair on. The smell of pickles sent Cardinal Wolsey into hysterical fits. He called upon Henry VIII. once while the monarch was lunching ofi'somc r'old meat, and \Vclsey fell down un‘ler the table as soon as he smelt there was pickled cabbage in the room. Henry, thinking he was in‘ toxicated, had him locked up in the Tower immediately. Cleopatra couldn’t look at a person with freckles; Antony had all his soldiers who Were at all frecklcd painted black to please her. Napoleon teak a violent hatred against any one who didn’t take snufi'; it is said, the cause of his see paration from Josephine was be- cause she would never take a pinch from him. Alfred the Great could not bear the taste of soot dumplings. Artaxcrexes had such an intense horror of fleas that he would not go to bed without a suit of armor,made like a night-gown, to fit close to his skin. He would lose his reason for days when bitten by one. There was a reWard of ten talents during his reign for the apprehension of every flea, dead or alive ; and mer- chants would come from far and near to claim the reward. Queen Elizabeth had the strong- est antipathy to a sheriff’s officer; she would run away as fast as she could directly she Saw one, and continued running for miles, until her guards, who knew her weak» ness, stopped her. Old Parr would turn pale if he touched a piece of soap ; this is the day; wards. lthrough Temple Bar. It to push him through it. A TRICK OF THE ZOUAVES. -We commend the following auth- entic story to the attention ofthe in- numerable admirers of the French Zouaves, who have won such a con- spicuous place in military.history.â€"â€" The Arabs of the Beni-Snassen tribe are great amateurs of gunpowder, and never neglect an opportunityr of prowling about the French camps and offering the soldiers large sums for the coveted article. They pretended to be» Arabs ofthe neighé borhood, friendlyito the French, and say they only want powder for hunting. ' One day it Was discovered that the Zouaves had been sellingtheir pow- der. To paint the fury of the officer in command of the Arab bureau is an impossible thing, but he”reSolVed to discover the culprits and punish them severely. An Arab in the ser- vice'of the bureauwcnt in a myste- rious way in quest of powder. An old Zouave brought him four cart~ ridges and asked him twenty francs for them- The bargain wasstruck. but the spy instantly disclosed his official character and brought the cartridge-vendor before the com- mandant. ‘ - ‘It is you,’ cried the officer, ‘cow- ard and knave,who would have your comrades assassinated by the Beni- Snassens !’ ‘ Yes, commandant, I did it.’ ‘ You have committed a base action.’ . ‘I admit it, commandant ; but with this same powder that I sold, I am a going to blow my brains out ; that will save the trouble of a court martial, and the Zouaves Will not be dishonored by a public sentence.’ With these Words, the Zouave took a cartridge, loaded a pistol with it, put in a round ball, and with so- perb coolness put the muzzle to his head, and pulled the trigger. The weapon missed fire, and the Zouave burst into a hoarse laugh. ‘ The judge has acquitted me,’ said he. ‘How so f’ asked the commandant. ‘ Why, you see, commandant, that the powder I sell to the Beni-Snas- sons is only ground charcoal; the balls are made of clay, the whole done up in genuine cartridges. You have just seen a proof of it.’ ' It Was true. Zouave had cheated his customers, and he added, with an air of triumph : “The first time the Beni-Snassens come into action, all their pieces will miss fire, and you will gain a battle. ‘ Then you have sold a good deal powder I’ ‘Rather.’ And the Zouave ex- hibited a0 formidable pipe set with solid gold. Though the Arabs may be pretty sharp fellows, they are no match in cunning for the ‘ Zen-sous.’ of “The “forum Owns ME A Liv- mo.”â€"Does itl Really,young man, we would like to know the reason of the World’s great indebtedness to you? And who do you mean by the “ World I” Is yourreference to all, or any, who may be persuaded to trust you for segars, oyster suppers, livery horses, new coats, &c.’l Shall We understand, that while you earn little or nothing, you have a right to spend your thousands? Queer jus- lice, that ; wonder, if all the world should act upon such principles, it would keep right side up? Yes,you who sport your cane, by an extra twist, upon the side-Walk, and pay two shillings per day for segars; who forget your tailor and shoe bills; whose hands are too soft to labor for an honest living-“you should hesitate before making such an assertion. Don’t be too certain, then, that you are right. Let us ask. What have you done, to bring the world in debt to you? How many more blades of grass grow for your toil? How many trees have you planted? How much have you added to the productive Wealth of the world? What have you dis- covered? What invented 'I What reason he never shared. Cicero had such an antipathy to the Wednesday hat he used to remain in bed all and Anna Bolenzi could not hear the word ‘ potato ’ pronounced without turning violently red and feeling low spirited for weeks after- Charles the Second could never go used to ’take the whole strength of Villicrs, with Rochester and Nell Gwynne, Cromwell neVer could pass a tripe shop with- out bursting immediately intotears. AP FROM couch. 9â€". I was lecturing A SCR in a small town once, and when the lecture was over, persons came up to sign the pledge. A number of young ladies were standing by and looking at the Sign- ers with interest. Directly some of them came to me, ‘Mr. Gough, go out there at the door and'get Joe to Sign the pledge.’ "Wliy,'l don't know Joe.’ ‘Wcll, he is standing out by the door.’ Out I went, and. standing there was a poor follow, with an old tattered cap on his head, torn shirt, dirty clothes, old boots, and a woe begone look. Says I to myself this must be Joe. " How do you do, Joe 'l’ said I. ,‘ How do 'you do, sir?’ ‘ Joe, I want" you to sign the pledge.’. ' What forf’ ‘ Why, Joe, these ladies in there scntme af- ter you.’ ‘ What, ,whoi why I didn’t think I. had a- friend in the world.’ ‘ Come on. Joe, come on,’ said I. He stopped, and said, ‘Look here, some fellows told me to bring a bottle of liquor in the meetingto- night, and get up and drink. and say, ‘here’s to your healthl’ They said they would give me fifty cents if [ did. Them’s 'em‘ all along the gal- lery tip there; there they are.._ I ain't going to do it.’ He went to the door, and we heard him smash the bottle on the steps. He came in and went up to the table and com- menced to write his name, but he couldn’t do it; so he braced himself, and caught hold of his arm, bot he could not, Says he, 'Look here, that my mai'k.’ Then the ladies came up and shook hands with him, but he pulled his cap down over his eyes, and now and then wiped a tear away. ‘ Stick toit,’ says one.â€" ‘All right, Joe,’ all right.’ Some three years after that Iwas in that same place, and whilst going along the street, ‘Irsaw a gentleman coming along dressed in a good suit â€"â€"nice black hat, boots cleaned, and a nice shirt collar, with a lady on his arm. I knew it was JerfiSays I. ‘ You stuck to it, didn't you 1’â€" ‘ Yes. sir, I stick to that pledge, and the girls have stuck to me' ever since.’ Some people think when they have persuaded a drunkard to sign the pledge, they have done. It’s a mis- take ; it’s then he wants your help. He is at the bottom ofthe hill,lower than the common level ; he must climb ; it’s hard work ; be com- mences tremulously, feeble, doubt- ing; he raises his feet, he gets little way, and becomes faint ;’ you see he’s about to give way; run and put a little peg right under his feet; there. see he rests, he’s tii'ed‘;.he- starts again, fearing as he goes lllgllel‘, he gazes . around him and looks wearied ; he has Worked hard and stops; put another peg right under his feet ; he rests; help him up; peg him right up; and When he gets up, he'll look and see those little pegs all along, and he. will not forget them, but bless and remem- ber you. How EVERY our: tiiAY Passer .-« ‘All cannot preach from the pulpit ; but there is akind of preaching that is permitted to all men. and often times this kind is most effectual. Of- fices of kindness to the ‘bodies and souls of those around us, words of encouragement to‘the weak, instruo ction to the ignorant, ofbrotherly kindness to all, hearty, devotion to the services of religion, in our fami- lies and our closets, as Well as in the sanctuary; in a word, earnest, active, self-denying lovefo our fol- low beings, springing'fro'm our love to Godâ€"«this will form'a most im‘ ptessiVe sermon, a‘m’ost convincing proof to the world around us, that we have been with Jesus.‘ 'All Christians are called on iii this way to preach the gospel; and woe to them if they neglect the call.. SEEING THE ELEPHANT.â€"‘ That’s a worry knowiu’ hanimal of youi"n,‘ said a cockney gentleman to the keeper of an'elephaiit. ‘ Very,’ Was the cool rejoinder. ‘ He performs strange tricks and hantics. does he ’1’ inquired the cockney, eyeing the ani- mal through his glass. ‘ Suprising,’ retorted the keeper, ‘ we’ve learned him to put money in that box you see up there. Try him witlta crown.’ The cockney handed the elephant a crownâ€" piece. and sure enough, he took it in his trunk and placed it in a hex. high out of reach. ‘ Vell, that is wery extraordinary, hastonishng, truly I’ said the green one, opening his eyes. ‘ Now, let’s see him take it out and ’and it back. ‘ We never learned him that trick,’ retorted the keeper, with a rogush leer, and turned aWay to stir up the monkeys and punch the hyenas. . An Irish emigrant, hearing the sunset gun asked a sailor,’ VVhat’s that 1’ ‘Why, that’s sunset ‘was the reply. ‘ Sunset!’ exclamod Pat; ‘ and does the sun go down in this coun- try with such a bang as that 7' Och ! wirralo I wirrale !‘ but it’s the mighty great country this; and sure it’s as queer as it’s great I The Saints gave us.