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AND PUBMSHEB, To- whom all orders and communications ; I«r«M .Dollar per annum ftXi in •advance. Otherwise $1,50. [FturUen fwwi, or leas, mplce a square.] I aquata 1 West !„• $0,50 V « 2 \ 0,75 1 \- 3 » ; 1,00 *.. \ S months 3,00 I .t\ 6 \ ...; 5,00 Jk «« . 1 year , 8,00 <Sn» Fourth Column 3 months, 7,00 One Fourth Column 6 months,..\ 10,00 •\-\ • » \1 year 18,00 **\ * Third \ 6 months 12,00 ,\i ' \ \ 1 year, 20,00 close of Dr. Holmes's \Autocrat of the I! ••?£* « ?^! hS V:;:.\:::: Soo'l B '-eakfast Table,\ in the last Atlantic \ J Column -.1 \ .V. 1... 50^00 ' Monthly. To fully appreciate their beauty, it must be.borne in mind that the nautilus BY ALMONT BARNES. LOWVILLE, N. Y,, THURSDAY, FEB. 25, 1858. VOL. II,-~NO, The Chambered Nautilus. The following exquisite lines are at the J! Le^r%dTertisements inserted at\the rates - - \\.ipreseribed-by law. Ti»privilege of Annual Advertisers is limited ascends year by year to new chambers, it creates in its shell, never return- to one previously inhabited : »%;tbeir ( own regular business, and all advertise- ments for the benefit of other persons, us well ' ii'iiriegaL advertisements; and advertisements i •f Anction sales sent in by them mast be paid ' for at thcusoal rates. Advertisements, unless otherwise ordered will be inserted., until forbid, and charged accor- dingly. Advertisements of Exhibitions, Concerts, &c. to be charged 50 per cent, in addition to the ab*ve rates. Notices for Political, Agricultural meetings, tc, to be charged in all cases at full rates. ' All Advertisements from transient persons or strangers, te be paid for in advanee. , A. BARNES. BUSINESS CARDS. Business Cards inserted at one dollar a line, per annum. HT. B. SILVESTER, Attorney and Counsellor at Law, LowviUe,Lewis Countv N. Y. ly This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main— With venturous barque th;it flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulf enchanted, where the syren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise te sun their stream- ing hair. Its webs of living gauze -no more unfurl; Wrecked is the ship of pearl! And every chambered cell, Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell, As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell, Before thee lies revealed— Its irised ceiling rent, its sun'ess crypt unsealed. Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still as the spiral grew, He left his past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step i's shining archway through, Built up its idle door. Stretched in his last-found home and knew the old no more. CORNELIUS E. STEPHENS, \ \ Thanks for the heavenly message bro't by thee, cation. The letters of Mrs. Stanniforth were at first dejected and laconic, merely saying that he was well or ill, as the case might be ; and referring her for all furth- er particulars concerning himself to the let- ter \For Emily,\ which generally came en- closed in each of hers. These inclosures! of course, contained no allusion whatever to the real object of his travels—supposing him to have one. They were fil'ed with vivid descriptions of senes in which he thought she might be interested, and, laughing observations on the men and manners with which he was thrown in contact. But there was a holiowness in these merry quips, and anxiety that could not be veiled, obtruding its presence even into the gayest of his epistolary land- scapes : the vivacity was forced, the cheer- fulness unreal ; and lax, ungramatical sen- tences here and there, betrayed that the writer's pen was only engaged by com- pulsion on a task from which his thoughts would wander at the suggestion of a word. At least, such was Mrs. Stannifort's pri- vate criticism, and she was a lady very competent to judge ; but with Emily, of course—who loved, without as yet having been roused to a perception of the tact— ty, N. Y. & COUNSELLOR, Lowville, Lewis coun- E. S. MERBEL, Attorney and Counsellor at law, and Solicitor and Councellor in Equity. ul Copenhagen, Lewis County X. Y. L.. C. DATMPORT, Attorney and Counsellor at Law, opposite the Sostwiek House, Lowville. WSl attend to all business in the line of his profession. nl BROWN & BARNES, Attorneys and Counsellors at Law, if artinsburgh, Lewis County N. Y. At the Office formerly occupied by A. H. Barnes. (jEo. L. BEOWN, nl HARBISON BAE:;;:S. CHAS. J>. ADAMS, Attorney and Counsellor at Law, Lowville, N. Y. Office directly over the Bank of Lou- Childoftlie wandering sea, Cast from her lap, forlorn • From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than Triton ever blew from w reathed horn! While on mine ears it rings, Through the deep eaves of thought I hear a voice that sings: Build thee more stately mansions, oh, my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thon at last art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea. \See—see what you are doing, child !\ cried Mrs. Stanniforth with something not unlike a scream ; \you are diowning the salvins with water—though you know, just as well as I do, it is death to them to be watered before sundown.\ \I had forgotten,\ said Emily' With a deeper.blnsh, and she tried to fill the wa- tering-pot ap-ain in the marble basin ; but the gold fish 1 got into it, and the deep sleeves of her blue morning dress got be- dabbled, and her golden curls contrived to escape from their blue ribbon, and altogeth- er her confusion was pitable. \Sit down, wy child,\ said Mrs. Stan- niforth, not attempting to repress a sig- nificant smile ; this morning days—\ The elder lady paused as if remember- ing a secret which carelessness had been on the brink of divulging. \What can you mean, dear mamma,\ panted Emily, the color suddenly forsaking hor cheek as she sank upon the rustic sofa. \Why should this day be brighter than anv other ? Can Malcolm really be com- ing home.\ The paused in a predicament, and now brow, cheek, and neck flushed al- I see you are unfortunate and yet few brighter the letters had all the wit ofBoileau, the i most cr j m son. [But it may have been From the Democratic Review. THE TREASURER'S DAUGHTER. BY C. G. IIALPIN'K. Particular attention conveyancing. j paid to collections, and [ n 1 i CIIAl'TEU III. learning of Montaigne, the logic of Blaise j l'ascal, and that indefinable charm which hovers round the written reveries of Abe- lard. She looked eagerly fcr them from post to post—reading each, if not a thou- sand times at least unceasingly, until the next arrived ; and finally became, first pettish and then uneasy, and lastly alarm- ed, when suddenly the letter? to the Aunt became long, and blotted, and then confi- dential-looking (containing ma'.ter which Mrs. S. could not permit her ward to see), while the inclosures to herself grew short- er, but more fervid—apparently making up in ardency what they had lost in length. Meantime the months rolled on, run! the forests on the mountain-Rides in of Lindcnholt slowly dropped their flam- that the geraniums were in fault, as we modestly conjectured once belbre.] \Upon my word, my child, I wish he were,\ laudied Mrs. Stauniforth, \if for nothing but to see your fine complexion! But seriously, Emily—for it is tima we should talk seriously—would Malcolm's return—say in a week or two—give you more than common pleasure?*' The questioned party looked half bewil- dered and half terrified. The chameleon is not the only living thing of variable hue Sometimes the red fuchsias and ge aniums predominated, and at others her cauyjiit the line of the Egyptian lily. \Why <lo you pant so my child V front p erec i Mrs. Stanniforth, soothingly. face whis She sat down beside her on the sofa ; and Era- I GERANIUMS AND GOLD FISH. Months of absence are-weary months ; I and of absence and suspense more wearv j yet. Malcolm Berry was in Europe, visit- ; ing every bourse and place of exchange ; \W. Hudson Stephens, Attorney, <*;«»., LOWVILLE, LEWIS CO.. X. Y., OTTICK —in 2d story of Doig's (Bank) Block. E. « . COE, Dealer in Monuments, Tombs, Grave Stones, Marble Mantles, &c. 23 3 1 LSTDEN, X. Y. WOOL WORTH'S HOTEL, | qnetl t drafts upon his Aunt for - CRIS, Lewis county, N. Y. The Subscriber is ! determined this House shall be second to none in the county, andall who favor him with their patronage will be honorably dealt with. G. WOOIiWORTH, 4tf • Proprietor. inn; liveries and shivered naked in the icy j ;| y) now ffiwvn deadly pale and very weak. : blasts, each tree and branch standing out ' '. individualizing against the monotonous ; snow-drifts ; while the blue line of.the riv- ' or—like a vain on' some fair sriiTs brow— nestled timidly in her embrace. \Oh dear mamma, dear, dear mamma,\ wa> all that she could utter ; and her g g (becoming familiar with money dealers of I past j uso , ate co ttages but lately ! all countries and'races, and making fre-' | tears, fell f;ist, and she sobbei was seen winding through whitened plains t]( , ]}Qnrt we] . c i, n , akiniX . as if her lit- alf-hi. the pur- chase of American securities and bonds which, tor the most part, he sold again in den under roses, and disappearing, every here and there, behind clumps of ever objection less transactions—his experience now standing JACKMAVS EIBBT HOUSE, B. JACKHAN, .PROPRIETOR, WATEETOWN, N. T. good Livery attached. v2n6yl AMERICAS HOTEL, Jtica, J«. Y. This House having been rebuil and enlarged, and newly furnished, is no* an the best order, and the subscriber \hav- ing leased it for a term of years will try.-and make it a pleasant home for the traveling public. F. DAVIS, Proprietor. \ \ C. JACOBS, Manager. 39y ' BAKER'S HOTEt, XKTDEX, Lewis county, N. Y. The Public may j pose of, he mingled exclusively in money rest assured that the Subscriber will spare no • , , , ,- ,, • . •., pains for the accommodatiou and comfort of! Clrcles ' anJ inade llttle acquaintance with a few days, to purchase still other sccuri- longcr follow its f ar . drawll Cl , rv e rcC eedino- ties with the proceeds. He did not, hov - on tbe verge of th( J llorizon . ever, lose so much as might have been ex-j i t , V as winter at Lindonholt and still pected by these irregular, and apparently, Mrs . stanniforth stayed there, though all Wall street him in good I stead ; and though the majority of regu- j lar stock.-brokers considered him a harm- j less lunatic, with astrange passion for dab- ! bling in all kinds of American scrip, very ! few his guests. Call and see me. THOMAS BAKER, ** Proprietor. AT WOOD'S HOTEL, Jf&rtinsburgh, Lewis Co. If. Y. From his ex- perience in the business, the proprietor con- aiders himself able to supply travelers and the public generally with the best, accommoda fions. THOMAS ATWOOD. Martinsburgh, Sept. 24, 1856. WOT. H. HELMER, Manufacturer and dealer in Cabinet Ware and Chafrs of Durability and Finish. All orders for Work executed in the neatest and quickest possible manner. Shop a few rods below the Bed MSB, Lowvffle, K. Y. nl JOHN I>OI«, Dealer in Drags, Medicines, Paints, Oils, Dye- Stuffs, \Window Glass, &ci Also \every vari- ety, of Family Groceries, and PureWines^pd Liquors for medicinal purposes. • » L<MfYilk,\Lewi8jCo. N. Y. . 6 ' '•' ' H. SHRAtlB, .. . ' \ » • • ' Fashionable Hair-dreiSer'and Sliampoonervr- WilltKdidd ke th bst ulity the neighboring villas were deserted, and the country as cheerless as a miser's wed- ding. Her mansion in town stood idie and at the service of any poor relations who might choose to occupy it; and great was the disappointment and wonder, not unmixed with anger, in fashionable circles, to settling the real value of the debentures j when Mrs S-> i n rep ] } . to \somccity inviia- which he wished either to acquire or clis- j t ; on5!j SGnt answer that for some \months at least, she could neither visit or recei vc. Some said that she was bitten w.ith spirit- ualism and holding.mystic seances in the wildernes ; others that she was utterly \Come—come Emily,\ went on the el- der lady ; this is weakness—this is folly —this is very wronfj indeed.\ And the green snow diademed with snow and droopt j speal , er pass ; d Lel . \ fillgers through the with pendant icicles, until the eye could no j go](len cmh tLat flestk . d on hcr brcast) and drew the meek head closer, as if anxious that the fluttered brain should hear how fondly the heart within was throbbing with its secret. \Conic come, Emily,\ she repeated. •'Yon must look up and smile at ni-.*, for 1 have great good news.\ Emily did look up, but not with joy ; with terror. j Still the blue veins stood out, and the eye: \You would say—\she faltered breath- were fixed in that imploring question my witness ! in the connexion with which you have just now startled me. No man that Icould love wo'd I burden with the dis- grace that clings to me. I could respect no husband that wonl'd stoop to accept me with that felon blot upon my name.— Least of all—oh, least of all—\ She paused; grasping her throat wildly, as if the shame were choking her ; but the convulsions passed, and her voice was only slower, but not less resolute as she again resumed. \Least of all could I consent to make Malcolm — your nephew—heir—hope— the last representative of your family whose future is so bright that no ambition seems too dazzling—oh mother, ! mother, it would be an an ill return for the pitying tender- ness that stooped to the trampled child, and picked it up from the slime of the world's reproach, and' folded it to your bosom, and shielded it from every harm ; striving, by all the wiles ot a generous na- ture, to make it forget that it was accursed and loving it for the very reason of the mockery and malicious pity that would await it elsewhere,—\it would be an ill re turn for all this—a case only paralelled by the adcLr stinging the breast in which it had been warmed—were I now to let your generosity, or Malcolm's love, or both- together (if it can indeed be that he is so unfortnnate)pr(;vail on one or both of you to overlook the foul and hideous stain—\ Ah, what agony in those small clench- ed, clasping, quivering hands ! How reso- lute a despair in the sobbing but not falt- ering tones ! \Darling—darling ! speak no more or you will kill yourself,\ cried Mrs. Stanni- forth, weeping passionately and covering the bowed head with kisses. \I should have told you the other part of my news first—but I was so confused with joy ? <>li, Emily, do not push happiness away f.om you—away from Malcolm, and from mo as well, on this account; for the stain that once rested, or was supposed to rest on your father, that stain, Emily, has been blotted out forever!\ A shrill cry was suppressed before fully formed in the listener's throat; and Emi- ly Lestraiif>e rose slowly to her feet, pale as the sculptured marble in which Phidias wrought his dream ; almost as breathless and as motionless. Shc could not speak, but the blue vains swelling into cords across hcr temples im- plored an explanation. \Xerve yourself, my child ! daughter of my adoption, and yet, I trust, to be more nearly allied to mo ! This is the crisis of your life and yon are suffering terribly un- der the ordeal.\ Mrs. Stanniforth drew Emily to her breast, and sitting down on the rustic sofa sustaining her head in a reclining posture. -*&&'.-?£•••: scene ail to themselves^-for; tterlwmtain leaped too merrily to^et^iorefbsn * hurried glimpae —it has been resolved ntrfi. -cop;. two inarticulate witnese* thkt li nev«r ^ gu»ge coul*%juMl^f1iutwillik^ep it henceforward and forever enshrined in their sap and ^ lb^g pabulum forsueb limited, uaspolc^n «i|oy- tnent as happiest flowers and happiest fbh can feel. ,,...• ose, darling I should say that quality for arieb-Perfiuneries of all kinds; Shop OTer Benedict 4 Baker's Store. •#i.V-C- ~;7 Lqwvffle, N. Y. IS**?\\. ^^SfKrSjEEp, WffiuiM'fllakif 'and 3Welerj Dealer in Clocks, WitcliesyiFewelry'&<?•', &c. -. Shop two Doors South of the Baptist Church Lo*TiHe,Jf. Y. £T. B: Particular attention paid to. Watch and fJiocBKepairing. nl any one who conld not give him some fur- ther information as to American stocks— rather seeming to favor, than taking any pains to discourage the generally received impression, that he was a monomaniac on this one particular point. Where stocks were in the hands of holders not desiring C? to sell, he would either ask for the prive- lege of seeing them, or ingratiate himself with some clerk or office-porter, whom he would pay liberally for an exact descrip- tion—names, dates, and so forth—of the otherwise unattaiable documents. There certainly'was great method in his mad- ness ; and if we were forced to conjecture a possible object, it might be said that, judging from his conduct, he was anxious to inspect all American \paper in order to trace out certain missing securities, not specifically known, but capable of identifl- ciicumstantial evi- I' flOTge#n-andPh.ysician,Tnrin,Lewis Connty N. Y. •: s0«vJBig>D3f,than1sfa>/orprey4onspatronage in . aud solicits a con- He* is\ always to be when not absent on nlStf cation by a chain of dence. This only, is certain, that—mad or oth- erwise—his pursuits were carried on with almost sleepless industry, and pnshed in many directions at the t ame moment, as might be seen by the extensive correspond, ence which he kept up daily with certain brokers, .selected in all the chief towns through which he had passed. After wandering frorii London to Paris, ' and thence to Amsterdam,, Berlin,, Vienna, and all the o.ther great centres • of •co.mrnerc.ial activity, he- bad gradually • -beeni-idrawn Tjack to Paris^vfery'inrich'as a bound •' rJ --~ -*'wjjfiai*$Lrsf in seircTrofJIotrbfr narrow the circle oiits beating,. an4,grow keener and j in'jpniufcas &e8ceni>stre^g&1eH8 i an its returninr' 1 -\-^\'' ' \\\ bankrupt and ruined, and that (\knowing j what they had always known\) it could only be wondered she had kept up the pace j so long ; while others conjectured that the new Puseyite curate, who had recently set- tled in her suburban neighborhood, and there distinguished himself for his partial- ity to altar cloths and Tennyson, intoning the service aud dividing his sleek hair in the centre—it was conjectured, we say, chiefly by Mrs. Slanniforth's elderly and spinister friends, that this evangelical young rran was at the bottom of her mvs- terious seclusion. But the snow-drifts melted,, and the trees and tlae branches again lost their in- dividual distinctness, green leaves hidino- the tracery of each spectral limb, and weaving the-whole iuto a robe, which fell, with many a billows und ulation and val- leyed sweep, from the shoulders of the ma- jestic hills. The birds had mated at St. Val entine : and ceaselessly, along the walks and in the shrubberies of the; igarden 1 —for hunger is 1 'dhronic with--the young^tbeir ^broods were chirping.' Each morning saw a lighter hoar-frost on the panps of the'eon- servatorj-; ..and blue and far—through, jfieias enlivened by groups of crimson-shirte 3, and milking .girls pacing home *M a fuH pailrbalanced/ on' their steady leads,—tW blight, : onpast^ river. eg ami iafee names, until JHdge^efoW-' WBo^e \throne the r Twartz but ifthe lasf reparation the ac- eapplwd hw to love him ?\ Quick as lightening the geranium tint again predominated—a warmer conscious- ness, a sultrier glow ; but next instant the Egyptain lily flung its color, the bowed head sunk forward, and the clasping hand: relaxed, as if smitten with sudden syncope under that tremulous pallor. A pause of some moments followed, on- ly broken by low convulsive stops and tte rustling of their morning dresses as Mrs. Stanniforth again drew Emily clcser to her heart. But the girl slipped softly from her embrace, slipped from the sofa to the floor ; and kneeling there, with her head buried in that kind, motherly lap, and her hands reaching blindly up as if to touch the eyes (that could not see them for weep- ing), and close the eyes that they might not rest upon a daughter confessing her father's shame,—so Emily now knelt be- side the fountain, andits spray fell grate- fully on her burnirg neck and tingling fingers, as,.with an-eflfprt of self-sacrificing will (ah, how she w.rithed and quivered ( in the ^gony !) she at length gained suf- ficient .control of her emotions to speak de- liberately and .from., a worldly point of view of that which ;had never hitherto Jbeen whispered bjr her^, exeepl in prayers ,and aspirations \to IJim wh.o. seeth not as , andjudgetb, but not as mortals had judge!! 1 - often heard;EiHily mentip.n v -iei?; ing. \It is true, darling,\ resumed Mrs. Stan- niforth, P.OAV hurrying on for an explana- tion. \The bonds stolen by Rudolph Swartzberg have been traced and found \V hether they can be recovered or not is point of law ; but the State of Louisiana has already initiated steps for th« rcstitu tion of your father's property.\ Pale as the marble, but with lips mo vingin prayer and praise the daughter oi Lestrange heard this tardy justice done to her father's memory. Her breathing be- came softer and more regular ; her eyes swam in the mist of gathering tears, and Mrs. Stanniforth well knew that when those fell, all danger would be over. '•The murderer—.-for it was murder, per- haps the most deliberate on record—has confessed his guilt.\ The white lips of Emily clearly formed the syllables ; \May God forgive him !' : But not a sound wds heard, save the pulsa- tion of two fluttering hearts, and the oc- casional plash of the gold fish, playing mazily in the shallow-basin. •> He has ' forgiven .him, let us- hope,\ at length,said Mrs. ; rStanniforth, solemnly. \Wnen the proof had; all been collected, and- was brought to him, he lay upon his death bed in a Parisian garret. All his 111- gotfen wealth had long since passed \into- other hands.; He had sold it in small quant'ties, under different names, and* in different markets, until the:last of - it was gone; and he: iwasi finally.;indebted for necegssry food and medicine to the man who; h»d patiently traced back the stock, and'pursued the original seller 'dnder. a will, by him, be laid before the Legisla- ture.\ The tears, long gathering, now flowed free and fast; and as Emily nestled closei and more helplessly in the arms of her protectress, deep sighs of unspeakable grat- itude, and glances of almost preterhuman eloquence revealed how her heart was touched. \But the letter, she whispered, nestling closer, and closing her eyes as if her hap- iness were all a dream from which she feared to wake; \that fatal letter found undirected on the table ?\ \Oh there was the fiendish ingenuity ; but be calm ! the confessien has explained that fully. Your father, as you know— though it was not generally known—em- ployed Swartzberg as a tutor to revive his knowledge of the German. In this capac- ity, Swartzperg used frequently to point out passages of peculiar beauty, or intri- cacy, in some German book—not the mere school books used by children ; but novels or poetry—the plays of Goethe and S chiller. \Taking advantage of this, the wretch at last discovered in a romance, named 'Agatha,' that had fallen still-born from the German press a passage suitable to his purpose ; so adaptable, in fact, that he de- clared on his death bed, that the murder had never entered his mink until the read- ing of that book suggested it. This pas- sage was a letter supposed to be written by a ruined officer who had been gaming all night, and found himsell unable to pay his debts of honor in the morning. Ee- solving on suicide, then, he sat down and wrote ageneral letter, merely stating that he owed money which he was unable to make up, and adding that he accepted sui- cide as the more tolerable alternative. That paragraph Rudolph Swartzburg prised as posesing high literary excellence! and some peculiar gramatical difficulties. On the night of the murder, when your fa- ther had just made up his money and bonds for the next day's audit, as they sat together alone in the deserted building, Ihe tutor again returned to the subject of the fictitious letter, asked your father to taanslate it, alleged that from its difficul- ties, he knew he could not. Your father took the pen and proved the contrary ; he translated it word for word, and the translation oo made was the letter found upon his desk. Xext instant Rudolph Swai tzberg shot him with a pis- tol, which he confessed he had borrowed that very morning for the purpose. It was your father's pistol, and was found ly- ing beside him on the floor. All the rest you know.\ Pweet were the tears which those two loving women now mingled together ; and very full ot joy-—none the less rich, be- Sidney Smith. We have seen, again and again, geniug utterly perverted by self-love; usefulne* marred by fanaticism, wit poisoned by- malevolence, health shattered, existence abridged, vanity pampered, confidence de- stroyed, by the erratic, unprincipled, weak use of intellectual gifts. • This tragic result is the staple of literary biography, so that prudent souls have blessed the fate which consigned.them to harmless mediocrity.— The rare and sweet exceptions to ; so gener- al a rule are therefore fnll of satisfaction and redolent of hope. In tbe case of Sid- ney Smith we witness the delightful spec- tacle of a mind that bravely regulates the life which it cheers and adorns; Humor was the efferescence of his intellect, the play that gave him strength for labor, the cordial held by a kindly hand to every brother's lips, the sunshine of home, the flavor of human intercourse, the music to which he marched in duty's rugged path. By virtue of this magic quality, he re- deemed the daily meal from heaviness, the needful journey irom fatigue, narrow cir- cumstauces from depression, and prosperv ty from materialism. He illustrated sim- nltaneously the power of content and the beauty of holiness. Did Portland stone, instead of marble frame his hearth f Ifi' nocent mirth and a clear blaze made those around it oblivious of the defect. Must a paper border take the place of a cornice? Laughing echoes hung the room with more than arbesque ornament. Were the walls destitute of precious lining? He knew how to glorify them with sunshine. Did he lack costly furniture ? Children and roses atoned for their absence. Was ha compelled to entertain his guest with rus- tic fare ? He found jompensation in the materials thus furnished for a comic sketch. Did the canine race interfere with his com- foit ? He banished them by a mock re- port of law-damages. W as his steed ug* ly, slow, and prone to throw his rider ?— He named him \Calamity nr \*>•=•<«• the Cruel,\ and drew a farce joint mishaps, and ancient 1 or from their Was his coach lumbering Its repairs were for ever snggeslive of quaint fancies. Was a herd of deer beyond his means? He fastened; antlers on donkeys, and drew tears of laughter from aristocratic eyes. Did the evergreens look dita at Christmas'? He tied oranges on their boughs and dreamed! of tropical landscapes. Was a lady to©> fine ? He discovered a^\ porcelain under- standing.\ Was £\ friend too valuable t He enjoyed Js!s \ flashes of scieneeJ— r = He feUeved in talking nonsense, wbife W exercised the most vigorous powers of rea- soning.— H. T. Twhermom. cause tempered with many sad associa tions—where the sighs which the voung girl breathed as she lay moro confidingly on her guardian's breast. \All else, love, you know,\ sain Mrs. Stanniforth, smiling fondly in retirn for her ward's caresses; \all else save the name of him by whose exertions these happy discoveries were made.\ \Ah mamma, mamma,\ faltered the blushing girl, half starting from Mrs. Stan- l'iforth's arms ; \you know that 1 must know too well.\ \I know nothing about it,\ answered the lady, laughing quietly and moving to- wards the conservatory door, which she opened as if about to leave. \You can- not name him—I dety you.\ • \There is but one who could have done so much,\ stammered poor Emily, again moving into dangerous proximity with the red geraniums, and reflecting their glow from brow to chin, and chin to bo- som. \There is \but one in all this world.\ \Name him then—name him,\ cried Mrs. Stanniforth gaily. \Name him aloud, and exultingly, if you wish te convince me that you do not yourself half doubt your pretended second sight.\ \Malcolm Berry, faintly, the blush of then,\ cried Emily the fuchsias giving way to the deep purple of the salvias she had come so near to drowning but a few minutes before.. (Only a few minutes of limfe—butah ! what an eternity of feel- »\At your bidding—naw, heretofore and ilways, darling EmiJyJ' cried the voice <ejT the gentlemcB she had Just named. And* neit instant the nephew was at her THE LION'S VOICE.—M. Gerard, in his Loves of the Lions, gives some interesting particulars respecting the voiceof the lion, which he had occasion to study many a night in African deserts. He says: \whenv a lion and lioness are together, the female always roars first and at the moment when the cupJe is leaving its lair. The roar it composed of a dozen distinct sounds which are commenced by low sighing, and then go on crescendo and finish as they began, leaving an interval of a few seconds between each sound; the lion then alternates with the lioness. They roar in that manner every quarter of an hour up to the moment when they approach the encampment that they are about to attack when they both keep silence ; but after they have taken and eaten their food they recommence their melancholy music and continue it until morning. A solitary lion generaly roars as he rises from ', slumber at the commenceiBenJj,<>f the* night, and will often continSe;-Spi thun- dering challenges without, c^aSbn until he reaches the encampmetttsv 3©uring the great heats of summer ^tilitflion roars but little, and sometimes noifai; all; but as the season or his amours advances ho makes- up for lost time in silence. The Arabs,-. whose language is rich in comparisons, have but one word for the roaring lion,-. and that is rad, thunder. Among other foolish questions I have had asked me, is \Why does the lion roar V I would say that the roaring of the lion is to him- what to the bird is his musical song, and if the questioner does not believe the fact,, if he will go to the forests and pass several years in his company, he may, perchance r find a better explanation.\ __ A writer in the Utica BeraH writ* ing from Albany, speaks, as follow*-of the- organization of the House.- : No one blame* the Democrats either.. A fusion had to-be made with some- party or other. They would never give- up Alvord'. They offered the Republicans either Hughes or Richardson ; but the- Hepublicans would not give up ¥atf Aalk*-, ijnburgh—so when the plurality rule w«». stopped, the Americans voted (all bat one) with the Deraoerjitej, electing- th«it ticket. \I'lrave endeavored to give as•' briefly M> possible, a true and-impartial •ccdnnt of the-difiiculties-that stood:inthestifi Republican, organization.-;\~ son's clinging to • tike - las election as;t^- -*&>*•*? Inir/atidn o*tf friends aninn>s--tSongi tW«-*fi»h is tho sweet- et fbrjt, end every 3 peU|«hv« nitb tk* m sttnetof mote wgg6<fav< j»acm- -the gar- mums afe just a«^rttden^ as the gold fUh enjoy-it himself Some of the Ckitew ia Gff&nria fa»«t silver w«t8hMf»!«f» Aa* they «• At fatf*Uta ^*~

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