Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 2, Number 28, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 6 January 1872 — Page 2

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[From the Golden Age.]

THE REAL DEMONSTRA TION. The recent publication of the London Society on the. Christian Evidences makea a grqat show, but adds little to the diaenpsiao save another book. It belongs to a series of works which attack an enemy's old camp, simply because their guns are in range and their chief object seems to be to show the world how magnificently they fire, '. and how effectually they would silence and dislodge the foe were be only there.

But as be is not there, and has not been there these twenty-five years, the splendid dialectical fusillade may be put dawn as a sort of theological shamtight lor the entertainment of those wno enjoy such things. Certainly no modern skeptic would be convinced by such an array of testimony, and no theist would lie persuaded that Christianity is anything more and better than theism by their arguments and it is probable that their perusal would raise more questions than it would answer, and increase the very skepticism they are intended to allay.

It seems strange that the advocates and apologists of Christianity do not Bee that the real demonstration of the truth and divinity of any system of religion must inhere in the system itself. It mast partake of its spirit and substance, and not depend upon any incidents of history nor upon any marvels attributed to its aurhor. It is what the religion is in and of iicelf, and not anything said about it or done for it by anybody, that establishes its claim to tinman credence, and determines its duration and influence. The substance of Christianity is its bfst evidence. It is not what Jesus is said to have done in Judea eighteen hundred years ago, but what his ideas, principles, spirit, and example do in the hearts of believers and the world to-day that constitutes the real demonstration.

Three-quarters

foefred

rcssed

of onr modern skep­

ticism and indifference to Christianity come from the fact that so little of the religion is lived. Men care nothing for the system, cold, dry, abstract, com-

within the leaves of a book, or in the dogmas and ritual of an

institution they want to see it as a life, to witness its workings in the world, to feel the persuasion that comes fronrMhe beneficence and purity of its practice, and the nobility of the characters it creates. Wrangling theologians, hypocritical professors, and a donothing Church produce more indifference and infidelity than all other causes put together. The demonstration that the world wants to-day is not an elaborate treatise of history, and attenuated arguments to substantiate miracles said to have been wrought ages ago in Palestine, but a regenerated man, and a reforming Church, and an emancipated world. Let men see the religion in the person of its professors doing business in a truly Christian way, sacrificing policy, pleasure, and place lor the sake of principle, forgetting everything else in saving the lost, and lilting up the falhn, and reforming the outcast, and making the criminal whole and holy, and stretching its arms of love and pity round a suffering world, and building up a heaven here on earth, and tht re would be no heresies left to oombat, and no converts long to make. It is not deductions but deeds that men want to shake all doubts out of their bends.

It Is not logic, but love Incarnated in character, and en icted in statutes, and embodied in institutions, that is the real demonstration. It seems strange that our Christians do not see that the old tiino attestations of Christianity no longer avail and that what is wanted now is not any cunning array of historical and philosophical arguments in its support, but the practical demonstration of the truth and beneficence which comes from tho religion itself. And the one thing they have to do is to put the Christian religion into the world, into souls, into life, into every enterprise and activity, until all men and all institutions and all influences are pervaded with its idea and saturated with its spirit, and they will have demonstrated the divinity and tho perpetuity of tho religion as no historical prwof can ever do it. Ono soul redeemed from sin to virtue, one life consecrated to Jod in duty, ono heart filled and fragrant with tho love of God and man, ono instance of puro devotion to unselfish, moral aims—tho giving of a man with all his faculties and attainments to the service of his fellows, one spectacle of selt-saorifieo, one death for principle in heroic faith in immortality, one Christian home, ono Christian commonwealth—would bo a demonstration of the truth and divinity of the Christian religion before which all skepticism would dissolve, and all Infidelity give iii the tihost.

JUll. SEWAIW MAKERS A MISTA KE. Ij in'iefc Brooks writes to the New York ••Express," irom China: "They tell a pood story In Pekln of Governor Sewnrd, when hero—doubtless a lie, but too good story to be lost for that. Tho exportal Ions of the ex-Governor were •if doubt leu* great when he enternd the great capital of this great empire, with which he had made a ureat treat}* and ho therefore indulged in great expectation* of a great welcome. As he outcried ihe gates of Pekln, a great funeral procession was coming ont, with music, ft catafalque, etc.. etc., all as imposing as could *well be made. The Governor was entering with the marine band of the Colorado, mounted on donkeys, as this grand procession WHS going out.

The great living and tho groat dead thus met. The Governor, naturally enough, concluded this was in honor of lils grane entree, and he rose, in his open s^dan chair, and bowed and bowed, andjlhon ordered a halt,and gotout.and & bowed and bowed again, to the catafdque and the dead. Tho Chinese think ali foreigners, are rather mad, and hence did not marvel over it as much as they ght hut when Gover-

n»r

Seward found out what he had

done,

the story is ho was more tnsd than ploasad.

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AMONCI all the writers on the subject ot divorce, one of tho wisest, soberest, and most religious was John Milton—a nicti*t who, above most of the theologfans of his day, "walked with God"—« Hchol ir to whose devout mind the light,*t word or meaning of tho lloly 'A' SorlpMtre wag ic final and binding authority. Milton treatiso on divorce ia one of the ablest, purest, and most spiritual products which ever sprang from the mind of any English writer. It is imbued with a reverent and worshipful spirit ward G«d and th« Scripture such as rarely marks even the most devotional writings and sermons of the present da v. And yet if this true

Christian and great scholar were now alive and had put forth his treatise in tho veas 1S71, ho would be ignorantly denounce.! by nino-lenth, .1 II.

American press *8 a ft*© lover, a disor*guiiaerof society, an upturner of the family, and amoral pest.—Golden Age.

A CMSROYMAN in Pennsylvania has writtena history of^tanf Ho really believes there is such a fellow!

A NOBLE SPEECH.

The speech of the King of Italy, when opening the National Parliament at Rome was worthy the occasion. The opening sentence was: "The work to which he concentrated our life is accomplished." This was greeted with applause. The next sentence was equal to the first: "After long expiatory trials Italy is restored to herself and to Rome." Here there was loud and prolonged applause." The following paragraphs should be held in rememberance:

Here, where our people, after the dispersion of many centuries, are for the first time gathered together in the majesty of their representatives [applause] here, whtre we recognize the country of our thoughts, everything speaks to us of grandeur, but at the Bame time everything reminds us of our duties. The joys of these days shall not cause us to forget them. [Applause.]

We have reconquered our place in the world, defending the rights of the nation. To-day, that the national unity is accomplished and a new era of Italian history opened, we will not prove false to our principles. [Applause.]

Risen in the name of liberty, we should seel, in liberty and in order the secret of strength and of conciliation. [Applause.] "We have proclaimed the separation of the State from the Church, and recognizing the perfect independence of spiritual authority, we should have laitb that Rome, capital of Italy, may also continue to be the specific and respected seat of the pontificate. "Thus we should succeed in tranquilizing consciences, as, by a firmness of resolution equal to the moderation of the manner, we have succeeded in achieving the national unity—maintaining unaltered the amicable relations with foreign powers."

JAPAN PAPER.

Those persons who wear paper shirtcollars should study the reports on the manufacture of paper in Japan, which have lately been printed for Parliament. There seems to bo no reason why, if it pleases them, they should not wear, not only paper collars, but also paper shirts, and washable paper coats and trousers, by taking advantage of the process described as follows: "Mode of making paper cloth, warranted to wash ('Shifu'). Take some of the paper called 'hosho,' or some of the best 'senka,' and dye it of the color required. Boil some of the roots called 'Kon-ni ikw-na-dama' with the skins on try them with the inner portion of a rice-stalk when it penetrates easily they are sufficiently boiled. Peel them and let the water run off, and then pound them into a paste. Spread this paste on either side of the paper, and let dry in the sun till quite stiff. Then sprinkle water on it until it is thoroughly damped, and leave it In that state for a night. The next morning roll it upon a bamboo of the thickness of tho shaft of an arrow, and force it with the hands from either end

into

a crumple in the centre un­

roll it, and repeat this process two or three times, rolling it from each side and

corner

of the paper. Then crum­

ple it well In the hands by rubbing it together until it becomes quite soft, and then sprinkle water on it again to dampen it. Pull it out straight and smooth, fold it up, and pound it with a wooden mallet. It may then be put Into water as much and as often as is liked, without sustaining injury, having become a strong and lasting material. This cloth is made principally in the Dainiate of Sendai. Boxes, trays, and even saucepans, may be made of this cloth and saucepans thus manufactured sustain no injury over a strong charcoal heat. Bags may be made of it In which wine may be put, and heated by insertion in boiling water." *2 i/'-i

MOHAMMED.—Slightly above the middle size, his figure, though spare, was handsome and commanding, the chest broad and open, tho bones and framework large, the joints

well

knit large noble

together. His head—unusually large —gavo space for a broad and noble brow. The hair—thick, jet black, and slightly curling—fell down over his ears. The eyebrows were arched and joined the contenanoe thin, but ruddy. His large eyes, intensely black and piercing, received additional lu»ter from their long, dark eyelashes. The nose was high, and slightly acquiline, but fine, and at the end attenuated, Tho teeth were set apart. A long, black, bushy beard, reaching to the breast, added manliness and presence. His expression was pensive and contemplative. The face was beamed with intelligence, though something of the sensuous might also be discerned. His broad back leaned slightly forward as he walked, and his step was h'isty, yet sharp and decided, like that of one rapidly descending a declivity. There was something unsettled in his blood shot eyo, which refused to rest upon its object. When he turned towardyou.it was never partially, but with the \vhole bod v. .V V, ***!, 1°,

M. P. CONWAY publishes in the Radical tho paper he read before the London Dialectical Society on Marriage. He holds that tho ideal marriage is of ono man to one woman with tho intent that tho relation shall be perpetual. But he maintains, by a cogent array of argument, that the miserable mismated should be legally released on terms as easvasthe welfare of the individuals and of society will allow. Better divorce by statue than tempt unfortunately married people to divorce themselves by bullet or dagger. This is substantially our view of tho subject, and a view which favors purity rather than laxity, and will do as much to perpetuate and dignify tho marriage relation as the present chaos ot theories aud statues is doing to degrade and abolish it. But the reformer is always mistaken for a destroyer, and whoever would prune the tree is stoned as one who would cut it down or root it up altogether.—[Golden Age.

TilR Hartford Con rant has the true idea as to the mission of the conscientious journalists. Hs must be independent aud outspoken, true to his convictions, and fearless in tho discharge of every duty. "The great newspaper is not a thing of to-day nor tomorrow only it has a life of its own, and it cannot afford not to be true to Itself. Men may come and go, strutting their brief hour in public parties may rise and become corrupt anil perish. The newspaper sees history and writes it records births and deaths, and passes on." Its work is never ended, and it only truly meets its responsibilities when it rises above every consideration but those trjxth and public good.

ALEXIS went into ecstaciea over Niagara. The fell ot massive cakes of ice, the frosen spray and the terrible roar "made his imperial blood curdle," if a correspondent is to be believed

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TERRE-HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING MAIL. JANUARY 6, 878,

VACCINATION.

The certainty and commonly perfect innocuonsness of vaccination have been established by the experience of nearly a century of its use. Overwhelming evidence has been presented recently by Mr. Simon (Twelfth report of English Privy Council) that the fears of vaccination occasionally contaminating the svstem are really not well founded. There must be many now alive who have heard at least of the horrible results of small-pox ravages before Jenner lived. With all these well-known facts before us, it seems strange that any town coula allow the pest to grow rampant, as it has been recently allowed to become at Holyoke, in this State.

For over two months this loathsome disease has been spreading in that town, and now, December 25, infes's every part of it. The secretary has visited Holyoke, and had an interview with the selectman and physicians. At his suggestion a thorough districting of the town was made, and every arm is to have its vaccine safeguard placed upon it. No amount of aisinlectants can cope with this dire disease.

The onlv way to thoroughly drive it from tbd tJnited States is by a national law, as in Epgland, requiring every parent to duly register his child after having been duly vaccinated. Meanwhile the laws of our State in regard to unvaccinated children not being allowed to go to school, and other lt»ws relative to infectious diseases, must have been grossly neglected in Holyoke to have such an unhappy result as has taken place at that town, viz: Up to December 31, 167 cases of small-pox have occurred, of which 36, or about one-fourth, proved fatal. There are doubtless many survivors also who have been disfigured for life by the disease.

In connection with this statement the board draws attention to the fact that several of our correspondents (see report on Health of Towns), allude to the indifference and neglect of the people in regard to vaccination as being quite general, and fraught with great danger to the people when the seed shall fall among them. In the Massachusetts registration report for 1868, we find the lollowing on vaccination:

In Ireland vaccination was made in 1863. Since that period the Irish Poor-law Commissioners have carried out the provisions of law, and the whole population has been vaccinated. The results are seen in the following figures, from which it appears that the Irish physicians have banished the small-pox from their island as St. Patrick is said to have banished the snakes. Whereas, in the periods 183040, 1840-50, 1850-60 the respective annual average mortalities had been 5800, 3827, and 1272 in the years 1864, 1865, 1865' 1867, 1868, they were 854,347, 187, 20 and 19 respectively. In the first half ol 1869 the whole number was 3.

The deaths from small-pox in Ireland since 1866 have been so few lhat it is fair to suppose that the cases have been generally imported from abroad. The population being about five and a half millions, we should have, if equally well protected, about four deaths a year in Massachusetts.—[Extract from the Annual Report of the State Board of Health of Massachusetts, January, 1871.

CA STL ES IN THE A1R. What a dull, dreary world this would be without hope! Faith makes bigots, but hope makes cheer and lorgatfulness of the wrongs of the present. A writer in Old and New for December gives a glowing description of air-cas-tle building which reads,like a volume of poetry bound in the daintiest blue and gold. "What a world of daydreaming and castle-building we all do!" says the writer—"the seamstress at her needle, the housewife at her domestic duties, the boy at school, the mer chant at his business! All of us are at home in a realm in which we are generals, statesmen, poets, philanthropists, millionaires, kings of turf, champions of tho prize ring, just in accordance with our tastes all of us in a realm iu which we force Gen. Lee to surrender, emancipate every slave in creation,

ull the the international on the Thames, make hundreds of poor families rich and happy, plant the stars and stripes in patriotic enthusiasm in a hole drilled exactly at the North Pole. Who so penniless or abject but he habitually enters at will a stately kingdom in which he owns conn try-seats, picture galleries, winecellars, yachts, and hilariously enjoys the nicest possible times, gives parties, making his tenantry happy, winning tho prize cup in his schooner "Mary" or "Alice named after his dear wife or blue-eyed sweetheart, whose lace lighted up so rapturously when for the first time ho rowed her round under the stern, and showed her her own name there in gleaming letters of gold. Meanwhile, perhaps, tho commonplace facts are, that we are not worth a dollar, do not own a dugout tven, do not know tho trigger from the hammer of a musket, are tenants ourselves, only blow tho organ for the orchestra, and have just been threatened with losing our place if we did not blow better.

A CAMBRIDGE lady, who has irly earned tho title of the prisoner's friend, WHS the recipient of a peculiarly touching evidence of esteem from the convicts in the Mnssachusets State Prison at Charlestown on Monday last. It appears that nearly every Monday through their season she has brought flowers, etc., to cheer the gloom of the prison and last year at Christmas she gave to each prisoner a pretty little boquet. The Warden at that time sug-

Pfested

that the men should save these possible until the lollowing Christ maa Day. On Monday, during some exercises in the prison, he asked how many had preserved the little remembrance, when it was found that one hundred and over had kept the faded and dried bunch of flowers during the twelve months of confinement. This year tho lady gave again to each of the .43 prisoners a bunch of immortelles and evergreen, with other little flow ers interspersed. Each man took his gilt as he filed away and no doubt she will be remembered through another twelvo mouths by her little gifts if in no other way.

SOMEBODY says the Bible, the news-

rndispensables

taper, and the aim mac are the three of every well-regulated home. The Bible was very useful as a family register when it was the fashion to have a'dozen or a score of children, but is quite unnecessary now that fashion limits the number to two. And the almanac, with its "look out for a change of the weather about this time," has been rendered useless by the correct prediction of the daily press. We suspect that not one Bible out of a hundred ever gets read, and the almanac goes abegging.—Golden Age.

A FEW minutes' devotion at night will not clear the conscience of a foul trick done during the day, nor will going to church on Sunday atone for tho willful sins of a week.

LEFT HIS RAMROD AT HOME. There is, perhaps, no man, who has hunted math, but that haa at some time left the ramrod of his gnn at home, and "found ii out afteir getting several miles from home." There is always in such caaes, a splendid opportunity for profane remarks, through few use them.

There ia a good story told—or if it isn't exactly told we will now attempt it—on the good natured, good-looking General Kellogg. There was a time when he used a muzzle-loading gun, previous to his late negotiations with Parker Brothers, lor one of theirs that loads at the subsequent end, without the use of ramrods and things. When he got the new one, he loaded a lot of shells, and early one morning he shouldered his gun and walked up above Onalaska. He was going to make a whole day of it and have fun. He put his dog into a field and soon cot up a covey of chickens. He killed two and marked down the balance of the flock in a piece cf meadow, the nicest place in the world for nice shooting. He was excited and sweet like a butcher.

After picking up the two chickens he felt in his pocket for his powder flask, when, lo! it was missing. His eyes stuck out so that you could hang your hat on them, and he became more excited, when, glancing at the gun, ho missed the ramrod This was too much. He thought a moment, and may have sworn, but we will not swear to it. He thought of the thirty chickens in the meadow, and decided in a moment.

Hastily calling his dog off, he started for Onalaska, and proceeded to a livery stable, his face red with walking and suppressed emotion. He told the livery man if he would take him to La Crosse and back in an hour and a half he would give him a ten-dollar note. The livery man hitched up in a moment, and the dust was soon flying on the road to La Crosse.

On the way the driver couldn't get a half a dozen'words out of Kellogg, and made up his mind he must have escaped from some asvlnm. However, they arrived in a little less than forty minutes, and stopped at Kellogg's house. The General rushed in, leaving the door wide open, his hair filled with dust, and charged into the room where he usually- kept his shoeting-tools. The lady of the house was somewhat alarmed at his actions, and with much interest in his case, she said: "Why, General, what is the matter? What has happened "Nothing my dear," said the General between his clinched teeth, as he pulled down an old game-bag, looking for the lost rod "Nothing, only I left the ramrod of my gun at home, and there are forty acres of chickens at Onalaska, waiting for me. Please help me find it."

The lady began to laugh. The General looked at her in astonishment. The idea that levity should be indulged in at sub a trying moment, was too much for him.

He was about to go down cellar, to see if the rod hadn't fallen that way, when the lady said "Why, General, with your new breech-loading, one hundred and sev-enty-five dollar gun, you don't need a ramrod you loaded the cartridges yesterday

The General fainted. It just then occurred to him that he had supposed all the time he had his old gun along. The reaction was so great,- that he concluded not to return to Onalaska, so he went out and gave the driver eleven dollars, the extra dollar if he would never mention the circumstance.

Those chickens may bo waiting for him in that field yet.

THE CLIMATE IN CHINA. A letter from Shanghai gives a vivid description of the intense climate in that part of China. The city is pronounced almost a model save and except that sun—that red-hot, fiery, furious sun—that only a two-storv pith hat, a double umbrella and goggles enable you to live under, with white shoes on, in white linen only, aud no shirt, nearly as Japanese and as Chinese as possible, under Europen discipline. which has established the unnatural law that clothes in hot climates are indispensable. The correspondent wonders what is the matter with these Eastern suns, saying that there is not a hot place in tho United States, from New Orleans to the Geysers in California, where the thermometer makes nothing ot running up to a hundred and eighteen, when a straw hat, under that sun, is not endurable while in China you would soon run mad, in a straw hat, under the samo sun. The sun is the Caucasian's mortal enemy, while the Mongolian (has he a thicker pate?) needs no hat, seldom has a hat: nay, on the contrary, with shaven head accepts harmlessly the full blazo of the noonday sun. The atmosphere must make these Eastern suns so much hotter than our Western suns, under the game indications of the thermometer. The very reflection of them, sometimes, gives the Caucasian the heat apoplexy, and almost instant death. This correspondent says he was constantly threatened with it in July, though never venturing out of doors till the sun was setting, or before it was much risen in the morning. This very reflection of the sun, however, which ho has seldom faced, has almost made a yellow man of him, aud he expects hereafter, to stand high with his colored breathren. Has not our wholesale consumption of alcoholic drinks something to do with our inability to stand the heat of the sun? We all remember the story of the man in the Western city who, when asked if they had any sunstroke there, said no—when a man got drunk they called it by the proper name, and said he was drunk, not calling it by any such name as sunstroke. Perhaps this man bad best be sent as a missionary to China.

MONKEYS are scarce in Michigan. A saddler in Detroit kept one for a pet, who usually sat on the counter. A conntryman came in one day. the proprietor being in tho back room. The customer seeing a saddle that suited him, he asked the price.

Monkey said nothing. Customer said, "I'll give you twenty dollars for it," laying down the money, which the monkey shoved into the drawer. The man then took the saddle, but the

monkey

mounted him, tore his

hair, scratched his face, and the frightened customer screamed for dear life. Proprietor rushed in and wanted to know what's the fuss. "Fuss?" said he customer, "fuss? I bought a saddle of your son sitting there, and when I went to take it he wouldn't let me have it."

The saddler apologized for tho monkey, but assured him that be was no relation.

DR. SAMUEL JOHNSON, said he: "If you see three boys together anywhere by themselves, flog them. You'll not go amiss. They are probably doing some mischief. If not, they either have been or they immediately will be. It is never out of season. Flog them." Old Sam Wf^s a long-headed man

POM PETS CONSCIENCE, Several velars ago, in aNew Engfand Tillage, might be found a very flourishing Congregational church, which waa served ny an elderly paator of great worth, of unusual ability as a preacher. It waa as common then as it is now uncommon, for the pastoral relation among them to grow stronger with age, and not unfrequently to last a lifetime. "But times change and we change with them," the Roman poet says, and so our old friend the pastor found. He was not at all disposed to yield up his position, although he knew from the cold looks of some, and averted faces of old friends, mt nibers of his congregatiou, that he did not stand so well with the "uew set," who had sprung up in the room of their fathers. "Coming events cast their shadows before," and the good man felt in his bones that he was to see trouble ere long. itters came to a crisis in the following fashion: The malcontents had for some time been finding fault—now with his doctrines, which were "old fogy" and "out of date now with his sermons, which were "too long," "too prosy," "without fire," and "not of a sort to touch the heart again with his manner, which was "cold," "too grave and monotonous" to suit the young people in fact they had pretty much overhauled everything that could be made a handle of to get the good parson out of his congregation. And he did not or would not pay any attention to what at last came to his ears through some of tho gossips. Finally they resolved "to bolt." They had borne it as long as they could. They couldn't endure it any longer. They resolved on the "next Sabbath" to rise in a body and leave "the meeting."

They did so, and took a pretty large proportion of the congregation, not decidedly opposed to the parson, but several of them ot that class who are ready to follow others to good or evil—mere "wax noses." One of these was named Pompey, shortened into Potnp, which in fact suited well with his character, for Pomp was a well dressed negro on Sunday, and felt himself "as large as any white man." Pomp had heard the conversation of his white brethren, and had determined to bolt with them if they left the congregation, and he did.

As Pomp joined tho rebels on the outside they were greatly taken aback. They did not evidently consider him of as much honor to their movement as he judged himself. So ono of them opened fire upon him. "Pomp! what are you doing out here?"

Me, sah! l'se got tired of de parson." "Tired! what have you got to say against him "O nuflin special agin de man, but I doesn't like his teachins. His sermons is too long I goes to sleep, ye see. I like somfen more 'citing like and de fact is, my conshuns won't let me sit any longer under his preachin."

Conscience, Pomp, that's too good." Yes sah. Can't the gemman of color bab conscience, I'd like to know "Well, I 'spose be can, Pomp but what do you know about conscicnce? What is conscience?" "Conshuns, sah? I tink I knows what conshuns is. Conshuns, sah, conshuns, ahem!" (Pomp here drew himself up, put his hand upon his breast, with his finger pressed in firmly, and with bis eyes rolled up in sanctimonious fashions, and with great energy,) "Conshuns is dat feeling in HERE wliat says I WON'T. DaVts conshuns, sah

There is a great deal in our day that is said and done under the sacred name of conscience, but when reduced to its true meaning, it is nothing more nor less than that feeling ot sheer self-will which says emphatically, with eyes raised to heaven, hand upon tho breast, and finger pressed to the heart. "I WON'T." It's Pomp's conscience.—[ The Church Journal.

PUZZLING A DOCTOR Dr. M., an army surgeon, was very fond of a joke (unless perpetrated at his own expense), and had, moreover, a great contempt for citizen soldiers who were more renowned for their courage than their scholarship. One day, at mess, after the decanter had performed sundry perambulations of tho table, Captain S., a brave and accomplished officer and a great wag, remarked to tho doctor, who had been somewhat severe in bis remarks on the literary deficiencies of some of the new officers—

Doctor M., are you acquainted with Captain G. Yes, I know him well," replied the doctor, "he is one of the new set. But what of him

Nothing in particular I have just received a letter from hiin, and I will wager you a dozen of old port that you cannot guess in six guesses how he spells cat." 3 "Done! It's a wager."

Well, commence guessing," said S. K, a, double t." "No."

K, a, double t, e." No." K, a, t, e." No try again." "C, a, double, t, e."

No, you have missed it again." "Well, then," returned the doctor, "C, a, double t."

No, that's not the way try again— it's your last guess." C, a, g, b, t."

No, that's not the way. You've lost your wager," said S. Well," said the doctor, with much petulance of manner, "how does he spell it

Why, he spells It c, a, t," replied S., with the utmost gravity of manner, amid tho roar of the mess, and almost choking with rage, the doctor sprang to his feet, exclaiming— "Captain S., I am too old a man to be trifled with in this manner!"

A COOL THIEF.—A gentleman residing in a village, finding that the diminution of his wood-pile continued after bis fires were out, lay awake ono night in order to obtain, if possible, some clue to the mystery.

At an hour when all honest folks should be in bed, hearing an operator at work in theyard he cautioufly raised his chamber window, and saw a lazy neighbor endeavoring to get a large log into his wheelbariow. "You're a pretty fellow," said tho owner, "to come down and steal my wood while I sleep." "Yes," replied the thief, "and I suppose you would stay up there and see me break my neck with lifting, before you'd ofler to come and help ine."

A I*ADY student won the chemical rise the University of Edinburgh, highest of 240 candidates. She was declared ineligible to receive the prize, however, being a woman a distinction which is not calculated to advance the sciences excessively. The lady, wo are glad to know, was thoroughly independent in the premises. She was offered 9100 for her triumph, and refused the money, as she should.

EI1ingattbe

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THE LIFE AND DEATH OF MR*. JACKSON. But we are anticipating events by painting, perhaps out of place, the private characteristics ana habits ot a

very great man, whose name belongsonly incidentally to this memoir of one of his successors. Gen. Jackson, was elected president in the fall of. 1829. His domestic life bad been scan- sit ned and scourged, and his beloved and honored wife had been most malignantly reviled and tortured, by the forked tongues of his political opponents. Shot was happy in his love, and never aspired to the splendor of his fortune in life. She bad fled to his manhood for protection and peace, and had been sheltered and saved by his gallant championship of tho cause of woman. He, and he alone, was her all, and of him may be truly said that, in respect' to "wassail, wine, and woman," he was one of the purest men of bis day, and that, too, in an age of rude habits and vulgar dissipation among the rough settlers of the west. He was temperate in drink, absteminous in diet, simple in tastes, polished in manners, ex-: cept when roused, and, always preferred the society of ladies, witlf the most romantic, and pure, and poetic devotion. He was never accused of indulging in any of the grosser vices, except that in early lite lie swore, horseraced and attended cock-fights. As for the wife of his boscm, she was a woman, of spotless character, and an unassuming, consistent Christian yet political rancor bitterly ass iiled her, and not content with defamation, endeavored to belittle her by the contemptuous appellation of "Aunt Rachel," and held her up to ridicule for "smoking a a corn-cob pipe." She did prefer that form, not for the pleasure of smoking, but because a pipe was prescribed by her physician for hor phthisis, and sho often rose in the night to smoke for relief. In a night of December, 1828, she roso to smoke, and caught cold while sitting in her night clotnes and the story is that her system had been shocked by her overhear-1" ing reproaches of herself while waiting in a parlor at the Nashville Inn. Sho had said to a friend, upon the election, of her husband: "For Mr. Jackson's sake I am glad for my own own part, I never wished it. I assure you I had, rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than to live in that palace in Washington." She was not allowed tolive "in that palace in Washington," Before the day of her husband's inauguration at the White House, she was taken by her God to that "house not made with hands, eternal in in the heavens."—[Henry A. Wise.

LABRADOR.

A correspondent of the Boston Trav-'* eller considers Labrador anything but an Arcadia. The length of the entire territory from north to south is abonl seven hundred miles, with a breadth of four hundred and eighty—nearly double the extent in Newfoundland, to which the greater part belongs. Of Labrador the writer says it is "one of the most uninviting regions, as the abode of civilized man, on the face of the earth." The climato is savage,, snow lying from September till June. The coast in winter is blockaded by ice-fields drifting from Baffin's Bay, and in summer the glittering icebergs, floating or stranded, impart a stem beauty to the grim and rocky shores. Storms ot a terriffic character are frequent. The soil is barren, and but for its valuable fisheries of cod, seals, and herring there would be but few inducements to visit these savage shores. The table-land of the i'.terior is at one place 2,240 feet above the ocean. Prolessor Hind, who explored a portion of the interior, says:

It is prc-emir.ently sterilo, and, where the country is not burned, caribee moss covers the rocks, with stunted soruce, birch, and aspen in tho deep ravines. The whole of tho table land is strewn with an infinite number of' bowlders. Sometimes threo or four feet. These singular erratics are perched on tho summit of every mountain and hill, often on tho edge of cliffs, and they vary in size from ono foot to twenty feet in diameter. Language fails to-,-paint the awful desolation of the tablo and of tho Labrador Peninsula. With the exception of a few widely-soparatedi posts ot the Hudson's Bay Company,: and a scoro of settlements on the fet.gLawrence and Atlantic coasts, tho peninsula is uninhabited by civilized men. Sportsmen will, howevor, find no lack of game, while the botanist and geologist will nover bo at a loss for a now subject to study."

OLD farmer Grutf was one morning| tugging away with all his might and^ main at a barrel of apples which ho was endeavoring to got up tho collar? stairs, and calling at the top of him lungs for one of tho boys to lend a, helping hand, but in vain. When hot •P had, after an intiuito amount ol sweating and snuffing, aifomplished tho£ task, and just when they wero not needed, of course, tho "boys" mado?? their appearance. "Where havo you been, and what have you been about. I'd like to know^ that you could not hear me call?" inquired tho farmer, in an angry tone^ and addressing the eldest. "Out in tho shop, settin' tho saw,'r replied tho youth. "And yon, Dick?" "Out in the barn, settin' tho hen." "And you, sir?" "Up in granny's room, settin' the" clock." "And you, young man?" "Up in the garret, settin' the trap." "And now, Master Fred, where wero you. and what were you settin'?" asked the old farmer of tho youngest progny, the asperity of his temper being somewhat softened by this amusing category of answers. /'Come, let's hear." "Out on tho doorstep, settin' still!'* replied the yonng hopeful, seriously. "A remarkablo set, I must confess," added tho amused sire, dispersing tho grinning group with a wuvo of his. hand.

A DAKKKY DIVINE REBUKED.— "Ilrudder Jacksing," a colored divine, of Burlington, N. J., was onco preaching to his "deluded bredderin," when all of a sudden, getting much excited, and picking up the elegant new Bible, which reposed before him for the first Sunday, held it poised in mid air for moment, when down it came like a thunderbolt to its former resting-place.

This was noticed instanter by one of "de belubbed," who, thinking perhaps the whole proceeding totally wrongf immediately exclaimed, in a voice loml enough to be heard all over the room "Brudder Jacksing, if yer wants try dat speriment ober agin, why please take de ole Bible."

TIMES havo strangely altered. Oncethe sheriff was after reformers of all sorts, but now our municipal reformers are alter the sheriff, whose office, if honestly administered, would yield an income ot |20,000 per year, but which has yielded no one knows exactly ^iow much. These are days that try officials* souls.—[Golden Age.