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BY ALEX. E. GLEV. RISIIXCJ INDIANA, lsATIRDAY, JUNE 3, 1S37.

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Ml' COTTAGE HOME. I've been where pleasure unbedim'd, Hath lill'd my heart with joy Where fancy weaves her fairy dreams Unmingled with alloy; Where sorrow -V bosom heaves no sigh, Nor angry passions foam, Yet find no pleasure half so sweet, As in my Cottage Home. I've been where wealth, her flowing robes Of gold, hath spread around, Whore sumpt'ous fare, and sparkling wine,. In plcnt'ousncss abound; Where Peace and Love and Happiness. Like sister-spirits roam, Yet rind no place, so dear to me, As my own Cottage Home. I've been where England's glorv spread Her I .ion-banner wide And with her bleaching canvass hid The foam of ocean-tide ; Where from her rocky wave-girt base, ller sky-ward lowers uprise, Yet yet, my Cottage Home appears Most lovely in my eyes. I've been where France, all crownM with Laughs through each vine-clad field, "Where Olive-groves and Myrtle-bowers Their rich profusion yield; Where Ceylon's sweet perfumes arise, And spicy breezes sigh, Yet with my Cottnge Home, I find No palace that will vie. I've been where Appenincs ascend And where the frowning Alps, Above the rushing, tempest hlasf. Up-rear their snowy scalps; Where high Ilimmalch's icy peak Stands low'ring, and alone, Yet find no place in all the world. So lovely as my own. J love my Cottage Home! I love The flowers that round it grow The rufll'd Sunflower blushing Rose The Hollyhock of snow; The graceful Lily blooming Pink The Marigold so gay, The Honeysuckle .1 essaminc What sweeter flowers than thev ! Oh! dearly dearly do T love My grovc-environ'd Home, And on my heart its smiles shall beam. Where e'er I chance to roam; Its woodbinM roof its white-washed wallIts skill-wrought, carpet floor, Oh! never never will I leave My lovely Cottage more.

THE LAST BELL. 'Procrastination is the thief of time."

.dcr in scare!;

talking of our

and all the etceteras c were waiting foi" the

It was a beautiful morning in the month of Mav, 182."), I was silting by the side of

Helen Harris, the only gut mat 1 ever loved, and, I believe the only one that ev

er loved me, any how she was the only one that ever told me so. We were sitting in

the niazza of her fathers house, about a

quarter of a mile from the landing place

waiting for the bell of the steamboat to warn me of the moment that was to part "me and my love." It came to pass in the

course of mv bistorv. that in order to ac

cumulate a little of this world's "geaiy

. . I ... : .,1. ImMnii ni.r,irnl trk nnrmin-

tcr the Remands of matrimony, I was ticslined to v'-f-tss the 1 lac Chcscpcakc, and seek in the metropolitan city the wherewithal so mu'ch desired. IIow many wai.is have bcCn compelled, like me, to ilcave the home an '1 girl they love, to wan-

ot o-oiti: Ana gooa gra-

havc been disappointed! i- ,i i. .i

Most of them, pcrh, r J .have obtained the gold, like mc, may be, hcy did not gclas"much as :hcy wanted. Hut to the piazza. . ivn c;((;rr ;.i the mazza. and

n mav be sunnoscd. were

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love and separation, of our situation. Y

most unwelcome sound that ever satutcn our ears, namely, the steamboat bell. It is known to all who know any thing about steamboats, that their bells give two warnings to those who have engaged for a vovapc the second is ihc signal for start

ing. You may rely on it, we talked fast, and abbreviated our words into such ragged sentences that no body but ourselves could understand them. The bell rang', the sound rolled over Mr. Harris's corn iicld and watermelluu patch, to the piazza, like the last km li of hope, and I sprung

upon my feet and trembled like an aspen, j H)h (ieorge, wail till the last bell rings," j said Helen, as the "big tears came over her eyes of blue." "Do no such thing," answered the hoarse voice ,f Mr. Harris, as he rose like a spectre from the cellar where be had been packing cider. "D no such thing,-' he repeated, "and George," he continued, "carry this advice with vou to the grave, and it may be of serv ice to you, "never wait for the last belli" I was

on un.c a. v-ijuvu me last teii rung w I. 1 "

as lapproacnou urn Muamhoat. and I hn

scarcely time to get aboard before she was pushed from the wharf. On my passage I

bad time lor reflection, ana occasioned

by the separation from its idol, I composed

myself to cool reasoning, and the conclusion of the whole matter was. that it was

dangerous to wait fo.' the last bell. My

career in the search of pelf has in a de

gree been successful; but I verily believe

had not .the old farmer told me "never to wait for the laet bell," that I should now

have been as poor as I was the morning the farewell shivered from my lips upon the he-rt of my lovely Helen. I came to the big city, took lodgings at a hotel, and any person who has lived at a hotel a single day can rehearse the dangers of waiting for the last bell. I did it once it was the day I entered and I lost my dinner. I have always been ready since then, and the first stroke has found me at the tabic. I mingled with mankind, and I saw thousands who were waiting for the last bell. In business they were slow, and bargains slipped by them. In the payment of their liabilities they were backward, and their credit suffered. For six months I was a clerk; it was a short apprenticeship, but my never waiting for the last bcl! that is to say, my doing every thing I had to do in the right time won a place for me in the affections of my employer, which I accepted: and in every instance when the bell rung, it found me ready. I have been in business and married nine years, and I have yet to be caught napping when the bell rings. Now, I would just beg leave to say a few words to young men about this thing of waiting for the last bell. When I arrived at Baltimore, I waited on some gentlemen to whom I had introductory letters, and they recommended me for a situation. One was soon offered which I was told had been refused by four young men, to whom it had been offered before I came to the city. The salary was low, but, said I, "they are waiting for the last bell," and I was not slow in accepting it, and glad I am of it, for it was the making of me. Shortly after, I became a partner in my present business. Our custom having increased considerably, we advertised for an additional clerk ; the salary at the beginning was the same that I had received; many called who were out of employment, but they seemed as if they had rather wait for another bell, and refused. I know

young gentleman who four times as much as Haste for the first bell,

accept the first oiler, and keep it until you get a belter. Remember the common adage, "half a loaf is better than none;" and be assured that if you arc worthy, be your first oiler what it may, if it be respectable, it will lead you upward upward. I once knew a young man of first rale business abilities, but he formed the disgusting habit of stopping at the tavern whenever he could make the opportunity;

here he always waited for the last bell, re-

iucL'iit to leave w hile he could spare a

moment. He is now a habitual drunkard, and if he is not careful, the last bell of life

will find him in a bad condition; it will be hard for him to bid a long farewell to his

last glass.

Life is short; hours fly with the winds rapidit v : and he who habituallv puts off un-

them ail, and the accepted is worth anv one of them.

said little, and that little as if melancholy, and seldom or ever smiled. As for singing, it was absolutely out of the question. Every body pitied him, and many blamed cousin Isabella. For ourselves, "our suffrage and influence with his "lady love" had always been in his favor. But it was all in vain. Cousin Isabella was a rattler a beautiful, good hearted, capricious little baggage, as frolicsome, mischievous, and withal as graceful as a pet kitten. We often thought that we would give all our old shoes to see her fairly and lackadaisically in love. We were curious to know how such a creature would act under the influence of the blind god. And now that we think of it, w ho would have dreamed that she could ever have been transformed into the staid and sober matron! Yet the last time we saw her, she had a little bawler in her arms, and two cherub faced urchins hanging at her apron strings. We sought in vain, on

her grave and care-written features, for a

remnant of old resemblances and past asso- another opening, but covered with

til the last bell the affairs which claim bis immediate attention, will come out, according to Farmer Harris's prediction, "at the little end of the horn."

Shakespeare says "there is a tide in the affairs of men, which, if taken at the flood, leads en to fortune." Mv voung friend, he

w ho w aits for the last bell can never take the tide at the flood: the man onlv w ho is

watching to embrace the first opportunity can have the best hope of success.

loving ladies, 1 have a word tor you. In the street I live in, there is a lady who has been seven years in choosing her a partner for life. She is handsome, and pretty well off, and she has had several respectable offers, but she was waiting for the last bell; and she is likely to le main to the last a belle, for she is turned of thirty, and she will now agree to the first proposal that is made her; but perhaps it is too late, and she must abide her single blessedness forever. Now, I beseech you, my dear young friends, all of you who may read this little sketch, put not off for to-morrow what you

ran do to-d.iv: ibis is the true meaning of

the injunction which has been of so much

service to me. Whenever vou feel a dis

position to postpone any thing, no matter how trifling, remember the words of Farmer IIam,"Xcvcr wait for the last bell."

ciations. She was a perfect antithesis of

her former self. The vivial city, the girlish grace of childhood, were all gone. The spectacle came home to the heart like the cold and chilly contrast between the romance and reality of life. Alas! how age, which spoils every thing except wine, p'ays the deuce with women.

Isabella was a treat lover of music. Of

songs especially, she was enthusiastically fond . A good singer ever had a sure passport to her favor. And we have seen her aflectcd even to tears, as she listened to some of the simple and affecting airs with which our language abounds. We were sitting together one evening at her father's house. Ned, Isabella, and ourself, and a dull trio we were. Our cousin did her best to amuse us, but Ned, was in the slough of despond, and we were not much better. We were thinking in fact, of our friend's case. A sudden thought struck me. ' Did you ever sing to 'Bella our favorite air, Alice Gray?" "No," said Ned listlessly. "No! And you, I suppose arc not aware," said we, turning to Isabella, "that he is one of the best singers on the continent?" "No, indeed, I positively never heard him sing in my life. You never have informed me that you were a singer, Mr. Rivers. It is very strange," said she, some what .surprised. "Your cousin deceives you," replied

Acd.

"I do not, on my honor." "You must sing," said Isabella, eagerly. "Indeed I cannot you must excuse inc, I am not in a mood." But Isabella on this subject was inexorable. "Will you not sing to please me? You will not refuse me .'" said she. The appeal was irresistable. And Ned at our suggestion, commenced with Alice Gray.

1 hose who have heard this old song sung, and well sung, will all testify for us, that there is something in it irresistably touching and attractive. It presents the very picture of a despairing and despond

ing lover, repining at the coldness of his

and wasting away beneath her

frown. And of all men or women whom we ever heard sing it, Ned Rivers gave the

most aflcctmg emphasis to its pathos and

simplicity. His voice, at once manly and

melodious, expresses all the varying feelings to a perfect charm. Now swelling forth into a tone of rapture, and now dying away in plaintive sweetness, or tremulous emotion. And it was thus thathesungit now :

1 u.."vex.Pect.edly came to a ledge, into a fissure o "which he had entered. Relieving I wasabu'11 to have a little sport, and not preferring c.NhlVp'lay, I dropped a second ball into my ru?c preparatory to the conflict. Scarcely haJ effected this last act, when casting a searciV'nS' glance upon the cavern, I beheld two shin'nff balls, apparently emitting sparks of fire. These I knew to be the eyes of a Panther, and immediately bringing mv rifle to my face, 'let drive,' and sent in my dog. Those who have heard the occasional low sullen growls of a cat when fighting, can form soma idea

of the growls of the Panther at this time, (always bearing in mind that "puss" will weigh only eight or ten pounds, whereas the Panther weighs about two hundred.) At the place where tb.3 Panther entered, the ascent was nearly equal to that of the roof of a house for twelve or fourteen feet, then extending dow nward under the floor of the entrance, nearly to the place

wnere 1 sioou at wnicn place mere was

snow

two or inrec icet deep. 1 re-loaiieu my riffe, and in the mean time, the dog and the Panther, apparently in 'close communion,' had descended to the lowest aperture. Judging from the shrieks of the dog, that the contest was an unequal one, I threw aside my rifle, dug away the snow, and immediately pulled him out. The Panther then ascended to the top of the lower cavern. After making the aperture sufficiently large I crawled in six or seven feet, taking my dog and rifle with me; when, upon looking up, at the distance of seven or eight feet, I beheld the same glassy eyes, darting their fierce lustre upon mc. Like the boy in quest of the bird's nest, "with much ado," I succeeded in bringing my rifle to bear upon his head again "let sliver," and sentmj dog forward, and immediately backed out, re-loaded my rifle, and

prcpaied for the onset, should occasion demand. This I repeated three times in succession, each time sending my dog forward as a feeler. The fourth time I sent in my dog, they, soon came down to the mouth of the cavern, the dog backing out, the Panther having him by the nose and his claws grappled into his shoulders, the dog, of course, hav ing the under jaw ol

the Panther in his mouth. The object of the dog being evidently to get out of the cavern, bringing the Panther with him.

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TECHNICALITIES. Pkixters may have a good bank, but no money; have straight rules, but not in the right line; they are compelled to justify daily, and yet are noted for error and imposition. Their rcg'.stcr may be perfect,

yet me record vicious. 1 hey prove every thing ; and w hile their proof may be the best in the world, the mutter max be doubt

ful. They plane a horizontal with a perpendicular motion. They arc constantly shooting at matters they never hit. To make the world understand, thev arc compelled to reverse every ihing. They darken most w hat they wish to be most" plain. Though constantly m chase through all these contractions for the good of mankind, they are daily compelled to distribute their effects and stow them away in small cases, or thev would be unable to meet the daily demand of claimants. Such arc the laws of their seal, that they are obliged to keep a gallows always standing, on w hich instead of the black and guilty, thev hang the most spotless. Though in all their concerns hardly pressed, they arc the last to receive kind and sympathetic indulgence from those for whom they have w asted the most quoin.

As soon as the Panther's head came

sight, I fired a ball into his forehead

here terminated nvyr sport. Upon examining the head of the Panther, I tbiind that every ball, (six in number,) had taken effect. One eye destroyed, the roots of his tongue cut off, teeth knocked out, &c, all of which could not have been effected by the latter shot. Notwithstanding all this he fought like a tiger, illustrating the truth of the axiom, "the ruling passion of life is strong even in death !" I have dressed the skin and handsomely stuffed it ; so that any one can sec it by calling at my residence in Edwards. Length ton feet. ELIJAH HAINES.

Edwards, March lGth, 1837.

The Heart. Few people hold close j communion with their own hearts. It is a terrible thing to question it conscientiously severely and feel the truth of its replies, wrung out fraction by fraction, till the questioner sees himself revealed and humbled at the revelation. There is far more profound and far-reaching knowledge than most men arc willing to perceive, in the exclamation of the Hebrew poet 'The heart is deceitful above all things and desperately wicked!' And yet men need not. be thus deceived. It is because they dare not learn the truth they fear to know themselves. I share in this fear. Once or twice I have torn the mask away, and looked on the nakedness of the heart, but I shut my eyes and tried to cheat myself into the belief that there was no devil

mere, l win not coniess it now. it is a difficult matte; to know more of our neighbors than ourself, for we do not fear to study him. We read him in an open book, and though we cannot pry closely into into ever) page, we can pursue the table of ontents, and learn more than he would be willing to tell. 1 thank God for the restraining influences he throws around man for his monitions without and within, to keep and cherish the spirit of good in the human heart, that it may not wholly die! But for these, how soon would the light of the inner temple go out in darkness, and a midnight of despair and horror warp the soul. Bulwcr.

himanlf nl'fnr l et: . .

. .. """W ana had no doubt that his mule had gained a complete So ry but in a few minutes the wolf returned to the charge and approaching as near as he could to the head of the mule, shook himself, and spurted a quantity of water into the mule's eyes, which caused him immediately to shut them. That momeqt the wolflcaped upon him, and killed the poor mule before the farmer could come to his assistance.

AXECDOTE. In the days of the revolution, there wai an old lady, who occasionally "entertained man and beast," remarkable for her unfeeling covetousness. One day a weary and famished soldier calbd at her house and asked for refreshment; his appearance indicated extreme poverty. The ladythought his means not adequate to remunerate her for a simple repast, so she placed before him a dish of bones, which ooked as though they had been pretty faithfully picked before, and left her son to settle with the soldier, when he had finished their second examination. The boy pitying the traveller, and willing to give his parent reproof for her parsimony, told his guest, upon rising from the table, that he was welcome to what he had eaten, and made him a present into the bargain. In a short time the mother returned, 'Mother, how much was it worth to pick those old bones?' "A shilling my dear," expecting to receive her money. "I thought so," replied the boy, "and I gave the soldier a shilling for doing it."

"She is all my fancy painted her. She is lovely, she is divine; But her heart, it is another's, She never can be mine." "Yet lov'd I as man never lov'd. And loved without decay; O my heart, my heart is breaking, For the love of Alice Gray ." &,c.

on W IXXIXG A I.ADV LOVE. Wc arc an avowed admirer of old songs. There is nothing that wakes such an echo in our heart nothing that so stirs up its depths, or pours in such a vivid and mournful flood of past recollections. They seem to be, as i were, the links of memory, al-

iiTirtimr and conducting its long train of

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Associations.

riio very best singer, in our estimation,

wc ever heard, was our friend ied Rivers.

Ic especially excelled m the plaintive and . ' ..- - . r.,.,tt t i

oat hour, it was a icni i"-- num

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h in s n-- "Twilight Dows, "oiuhuic

Stilly Night," "Araby's Daughter." and

some other of our favorites. He sang

itb feeling with unction to use a the

ological term, and there was an emotion as well as melody in his tone. No one

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lb a heart susceptible to the limccu notes

of harmonv. could listen to bun unmoved

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Bat Ned had unfortunately set his ;-uiec

lions upon our cousin Isabella, anu was

written down in tho catalogue oi reiccieu

lovers. Poor fellow! his disappointment made sad work with him. And although

he strove to conceal it, it was easy to per

ceive that it was weighing down upon his

ueart. tie became melancholy, listless

abstracted, and fterleotful of business

Mirth and cheerfulness deserted him." He

As he commenced, Isabella bent forward, intently as if to catch his tones. But while he proceeded, her head fell back pensively upon her hand, and she remained

in that position till he concluded. We si

lently left them alone.

"Beautiful!" said she, at length, wiping mi J ! -

icr eves. mere was a pause, curing

which Isabella ventured to cast a glance at Ned. He was sitting and gazing very fix-

dly and disconsolately at the grate. "Edward !" said she tcndcrly. Ilerhcait

was touched for him. He turned towards her. Their eyes met, Edward rose up and

took her hand, unchecked, and bending

down, imprinted a kiss on her glowing

cheek. It scaled their tatc. J?rom that

moment Isabella was Ned's and Ned was

Isabella's thanks to Alice Gray.

Melancholy results of Gambling. A few days since a young lawyer, whose name wc w ill not mention, came to this city from St. Mary's county, having in his possession a sum of money belonging to his father, and which had come into his hands in the settlement of some property entrusted to his care. The whole of this sum he lost at the gaming table. He then

applied to various legal gentlemen of his acquaintance, and having succeeded in borrowing a considerable amount, he once more madly sought the place of his ruin, and once more came forth wild, haggard,

and desperate, w ithout a dollar of the thousands he had so rashly and wickedly stak

ed. He then succeeded in obtaining fcix dollars, and with this paltry sum fled to Washington. Some of those whom he had so basely deceived and wronged pursued

him; and strange as it may seem, the infatuated young man was found within the walls of a gambling house. The above facts ought to be pondered well by young men. They speak louder than words; and they offer a solemn warning to all to avoid that dizzy and dangerous vortex, from which, when once engulphed, a man can

scarcely hope to escape with property, reputation or peace of mind. Bait. Trans.

Domestic duties ok Girls. The accomplished Lady Mary Wortley Montague, who figured in the fashionable as well as in the literary circle of her time, has said that "the most minute details of household economy becomes elegant and refined, when they arc enoblcd by sentiment;" and

they are truly enobled w hen w e do them, either from a sense of duty, or consideration for a parent, or love for a husband. "To furnish a room," continues this ladyr, "is no longer a common-place affair, shared with upholsterers and cabinet makers ; it is decorating the place where I am to meet a friend or lover. To order dinner is not merely arranging a meal with my cook, it is preparing refreshments for him I love. These necessary occupations, viewed in this light by a person capable of strong attachment, arc so many pleasures, and afford her far more delight than the games

and shows which constitute the amusements of the world."

Something Singular. A man in Salem, Ohio, in hewing out a mill stone, after having broken oil' the upper surface of the stone, to the depth of three and a half inches, discovered several holes m a straight line across the stone and in one of theso holes a part of a wedge. Two tbia dates of iron had first been put into tho hole, and the wedge wa3 driven between them. Part of one of the plates was broken off, but otherwise they were both as well as the wedge, in a perfect state of preservation, and but little rusted. Tho stone which contained them was perfectly solid on the outside, and also within,ex-

cept at the sides, had apparently grown over them.

Effect of Bad ExA3irLE. Addison says, that tho dog has been the companion of man for more than six thousand years, and has learned of him only one of his vices; that is, to worry his species when aa finds them in distress. Tie a tin cani8tr to a dog's tail and another will fall upon him; put a man in prison for debt and another will lodge a detainer against him. This propensity to afflict the afflicted ha3 given rise to a vulgar, but we fear correct adage, "when a man is going down hill every one gives him a kick."

New Harness. A new invention of this kind has been patented. It is made wittl only one buckle. All the straps move in

straight lines facilitated by small rollers.

It combines the following advantages :

That of being stronger and safer; more ea

sily altered in size ; more easily cleaned; if a horse gets entangled, he can be freed without cutting, and can be ornamented toa higher degree than tho old style of harness. Ilcmstcad Enq.

THE POWER OF WOMAX.

PANTHER STORY. The following remarkable Panther story is related in a recent number of the St. Lawrence (New York) Republican:

General Putnam Rivalled. On the 18th day of March last, while travelling through the woods on the South-Haven tract, town of Pitcairn, St. Lawrence county, I came across the track of a Panther, from the appearance of which I judged he had passed recently. I immediately returned home, procured my dog and rifle, and started in pursuit. Having followed him in a zigzag direction, about six miles,

Whatever may be the customs and laws of a country, the women decide the morals. Free or subjugated, they reign because they hold possession of our passions. But, their influence is more or less salutary, according to the degree of esteem which is granted them. Whether they are idols or companions, courtezans, slaves,

ocasi oi uurtien, the reaction is complete, and they make us such as themselves. It

seems as if nature connected our intelligence with their dignity, as wc connect happiness with their virtue. This therefore, is a law of eternal justice, man cannot degrade woman, without himself falling into degradation ; he cannot raise them without becoming better. Let us castour eyes over the globe, and observe

those two great divisions of human race,

the East and West. One half of the ancient world remains without progress. Without thought and under the load of barbarous civilization women thcro areslaves. The other half advances towards freedom and light; and women here are loved and honored.

The Poisoned Yali.eyof Java. At a late meeting of the British Royal Asiatic Society, a paper was read by Col. Sykcs on the poisoned Upas Valley at Betur, in Java, extracted from a letter by Mr. Lou

don, containing a description of his visit to

the place in July, 180. According to the statement of Mr. Loudon, this valley is

twenty miles in extent, and of a consider

able width; it presents a most desolate ap

pearance, the surface being stern, and

w ithout anv vegetation. 1 he valley con

tains numerous skeletons of mammalia and

birds. In one case the skeleton of a hu

man being w as seen w ith the head resting upon the right hand; according to tradition

it is said that the neighboring tribe w ere

in tho habit of driving their criminals into

the valley to expiate their crimes. Mr

London tried the experiment of lowering

some do-s into the valley, and in every

case animation became quickly suspended,

allhoii'di hlo was prolonged in some in

stances for ten minutes. The valley pro

ved to be the crater of an unextinguished

volcano, in w hich carbonic acid gas is gen

erated, like the Grotto del Cane, atNapIes, The fabulous influence imputed to the Upas tree is. therefore, without foundation, the

mortality being caused solely by the delete rious agency of tho gas

Quaint Titles. In the olden times, when the peculiarities of puritans prevailed in England, as in the times of Cromwell, when Praise God Barebones was the name of a distinguished member in parliament,

it was fashionable to give quaint and singu-

ar titles to religious books. At that peri

od one was published with the following

title: "Eggs of charity, laid by the chick-

ens of the covenant, and boiled by the ica-

tcr'iqf Jhcmc Love; take ye and eat.

Cause and Effect. A corrcspohdent

of the Boston Morning Tost, states that cer

tain gentlemen who keep temperance stores arc licensed to keep alchohol as a medicine ! and that they do a large busi

ness in this way their customers generally being very much out cf health!

A Western editor advances as the strongest argument against perpetual motion, that Mcthusalch lived to be nearly one thousand years old, and did not discover it therefore hoiv can wc w ho live three-score and ten expect to live long enough to find it out.

Cautiousness. A fellow who had ascended the platform for the purpose of being hung, told the hangman that ho hoped the rope was strong enough, as, if it should brc:-k and he fall to the ground,he might be so seriously injured as to become a cripple for life." His apprehensions were quieted when the hangman assured fiim that he might venture on the rope with perfect safety !

Sinculau Device. A circumstance ex hibiting in a remarkable degree, the re

fleeting faculties of a wolf, occurred at a small town on the borders of Champagne, in France. A farmer observed a wolf walking round his mule, but, unable to get at him, on account of the mule's constantly kiekinir. . After the attack and defence

had lasted a quarter of an hour, the wolf ran to a neighboring djtch, where he several times plunged into the ditch. Tho

farmer imagined that ho did mis to reiresn

A rcspsctablc yeoman, farming a largo farm in the neighborhood of Chester, has successfully stopped tho ravages of the fly in a field of fifteen acres, by turning into it all his own ducks, with as many moro as ho could borrow of his neighbors, who, in three days, completely cleared the ground. Wc kiww a young lady who has so puckered up her mouth by pronouncing exquisite words, that when he begins to speak, you involuntarily stoop forward expectujjf to receive a kiss from her.