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/ ■ ‘ 3 ^ / ■ i - ; \ - - ‘1-^ . E^STIHPASF, • 7 v ^ ' ' ,.V *,; ■ L a w AND L-i-; __ -- ^ ■ .. :! i\ V O L U M j E I - ’ ! ? ; 5. ^ l a h t ^ M l e r ^ J|p i ,i s H E D *piEK:L 5 15 ^;ON*|'RmAY-, m i ' > y ' . . . ‘ ‘ ■ A. W. Leggett and H. W. Eastman, BDITOBS 4.SD EROBRIEIOKS, ^OSLYN, QUEENS 0 6 ., N. Y. ‘ OFFICE NO. 2 , BOSLTN HALL, Subscription il-50 in advance. K A T E S O F ' A H T E S T I S I N C F . squaTeOf20 lilies, orfe year.....l ........ ^10 00 first insertion.....................75 “ \■ sabseijnent insertion.........25 5efe3 than o ne square, first insertion ..................... 50 “ “ subsenu6rttinSettion......25 ■ iLognl AOeertTsemeots a f i h f f lawful Tate. subscriptions discontinued, where areata- ^ e s are d u e , except at the option of the Editors, “’j H E N R Y W. EA ST MAN , anKCoiiitsellor at £atfi, JCOSLVN, Q tTEENS Co., N . X . P r o f e s s io n a l business attended to with promptitude and care. Particular attention paid to the Collection of Debts, Foreclosure /t)f STortgages, 'Searching- Tides, Investing Money on Bond and Morigage, &c., &c. He can be seen at any time, cither at the .•office of the PLAINDEADER, in Poslyu Hall, or at his residence on Locust Hill, in the Village of Roslyn. ^ H . a . O N H E E H O H K , A^TOBanBY AYI> C01jk;SEX|p0R, ^ M anhasset , L. I. |. Always at ho?ne on MONDA^^S, Gan also be seen in NEW-YORK,. every WEDNESDAY, from l2 until .3 o’clock, p. m . :at No.. 13 Beekmau-street. H . D . H A L L , ' ^DENTIST^ 'Y T T 'O U L D respectfully inform his friends and Y j the public generally, that he has associa ted him self with G- F. S c h a f f e r , N o . 75 Warren -. ' ‘ _ ■■*'>•■■• • ' __ ; _ . *' ' I ■ • . .. ' *■.' '■ .1* . ................................. ’ ’ L,>i. ^ 0K t r s'. TO Mtr I..t]VIEN-TEI> will ^be happy to wait Uy.‘ GEORGE F. SCHAFFER. H. D HALL.. F , S ,— D r .H A iit. w ill be a t h is resid e n c e \at H e m p s t e a d B r a n c h , t o a tten d to h is b u s inessfrom ^iaturdaj until Monday 1 o’clOck P. M. Tie 17. . St-, New York, where he will npon his friendsprofessienally ^ Jam e s M.‘ S tilwell, ' Y .VT G E L D respectfully triform tlie m^ahTthiitg'’ f f ofRosIyn and v icinity, that he has taken the agency for the Long Island Balsam,— which * as a medc.ine, far surpasses for cleansing tho blood,* all Sarsaparilla pfeparations'now before th e public: with the additional q ualities of curing Couo-hs, colds, Influenza, Bronchitis, Bleeding at the Liings, and all complaints of a pulmonary ten d e n c y It also Is invaluable .as a specific for th e whooping cough, nervous irritability, clebili. ta t e d constitutions, and checking the Croup'in children. There is no medicine in use which can ' F a tlier in BCeavcm, The morn is hxight, my father,'the lUDrn -is bright and clear, ■ ' '• And the tranqi^ihsun i^'shiningas it shone And I’m waiting \ t ,t h e ;tn'fesholcl, Xvith a ■little,gift Qh-! ^§urely,^rny own faihh. thou wilt come \ .to-da^lo me^l Long weary months I’ve listened for thy step‘upon the sill— Long weary months—and often my heart has grown quite still, B u t to-d^y, oh I noble father ! be the Star upon m y gloom , And thy soft accents let me. hear, though ’lis only from the tomb ! Last year I ^vove a garland, and I bound it on my brow, This year I weave a chaplet, and I bear it with me now j And I twine it with the lurf-flowers above ihy quiet head, Then I ’ll leave the flow^ers and thee to sleep within this narrow bed. Oh, I.know that tKou art with me, though I cannot hear thee speak. Yet I feel thy presence near me, and ihy breath upon my cheek; Oh, ’lis sweet to hear thee, father ! like a dream within my heart. And to know that though thou’rt absent, we do not dwell apart. My life is very sad, father, since I was left I'm pining for thy gentle glance, ihy dear fa niliar tone; My heart is growing restless beneath its ■ weight Of tears. For ’Iwas cradled in a sunny iiest for many * loving years. They do not drearU) clear fiith e r j h o w m y , h e a r t s t i l l c l i n g s to th in e , H o w I w a n d e r to thy qUi'el grave, ]fke S. ■ pilgrim to. a abrihe] And .press my burning temples upon the cool green sod, .|:Asd*:P.rayHhat-.^^iay meekly beneath, the chast’ning rod. They say the wmund is early healed, be- cau.«e I lightly smile, The heart may wear a heavy grief, and yet . be gay the while ; The laugh may tremble on my lip, the sun shine in my eye, ivill not. dream I’l Icm ein use which c ■oduce stronger testimonials in its favor than pm posed purely rates like a charm uts. Price' 00 produce stronger testimonials i th e L o n g island Balsam. It is o f v egetable e.'ctracts. and op e v for the above named complain per bottle. . o.j - j . 1 T be enable! .jr« following, articles, which he can confidently )mihend as wellmade, cheap and durable, dpanned and plain, tinware of every discrip- 5 sizes, D o w n s, ir article I H E SU B tiC R ID E R H A G L A T E L Y made nen|3, by whicli he will hereafter offer every article in his line, at ?tZ p n e e s . ' H e ' i s constantly ma k in g additions to h is stock, and has now on hand .recomii Alynders, &,c , patent, a superior arti S H E E T L E A D , L E A D P I P E S H E E T Z I N C , & c ., & c . \Waggon boxes. Sadirons^ Cutlery, ^c. A large assortm ent of B rittania Ware and to su m up, he keeps c o n stantly on,'hand a full as sortm ent o f every article in h is line, and. w ill p a y particular attention to 'J O B B I N G , TJN- ROOFING, l e a d e r s aAA a lf k inds o f repair in g . $ . A . k e t c h AM . Opposite ike office .of IVm, Hides. K o slyn, July 12, 1850. -Notice t o drefiitors, ~ T N ForSUkiiee of an order m a d e b y H o n . M or . ■ R.IS PftSDicK, County J u d g e acting as Surro- ' ' ' ■ having . ____ the tuwn ___ , lunty deceasedj le with, the vouchers thereof to _ __________ his residence pt Great aforesaid,on or before tiie Ist day ofJan - .851, Hai ated Grove Point, June 1 8 ,1850. — to-present the the subscriber at D W M . H . O N D E R D Q N K , E xe ( •'Great N e c k , J u n e 2 2 d , 1850. ICOTO) JPU R lilTU R E WAJRE ROOMS, T T I H E Subscriber w o u ld take this method of 1 infocmingbia numerous friends and custom ers, and the public generally, that he has opened a ware-bottse on th e east side o f the villa'ge of Roslyn, w b ^ e -he has o n hand and intends to ’ ------ • --------- cabj.” “ 1 ' fnrnitii jjnet furniture, book cases, Sooking-glasses, wasKstand?, sofas, chairs o f all kinds, which he will s e ll at oity prices for C ash . N. B*~All articles ill line, neatly repaired or made to order, ^ ' '',C\0 F 'F I N S . ' M ahogany, blackw a taul and pipe,coffins al- Tvays on hand and m ade lb order'at abort notice. HENRY W il s o n . Roslyk,, pctoiir 12 1849. y. 1—#/. ' Y JairV laje inafttiiigr.' ■ f IJH E 'Subscriber continues the barriage iba- I king buSi«e«s in all its branchess at his old «tand in t h e village h t Roslyn, opposite W illiam JJiOKs’ L umber Yard, H e feehs thankful for past Javora apdisollclts'a continuance'df thesame.-r— B y the use of the b est material, and with good workmanship, he hopes to g ive satisfaction t o all w h o favor him with a call. Carnage painting and.repairing jdone wHk n$atm99'4ttd dispatch. JttZy26,18§0r T h e y w ill n o t. dream I ’m talking to an •y angel in the sky*- But Ti4y spirit knows, dear father,When it . bends down from above, And whispers to my fainting hear.r, the ' soothing words of love. How half my own glad life went out that dreary winter’s day. When you folded up your .loving wings and calmly passed away. But we’ll meet again, dear father, when the day of life is done, The weary strife all ended, and the victory quite won ; And thou’lt he the first to meet me upon that golden shore— Oh then how sweef those words from thee, “ we part—we part no more.” Good-night, good-night, dear father ! the rhobn comes up the sky, ’Tis strange to leave thee sleeping h e r e , and y e t opce more,good-bye ! But Pil often come, my father, when the sdnshlue leaves the hill, ' ' When the dews wake up the blossom, and the world’s great heart is still And thou’lt .meet me,, my own falber 1 thou’lt meetAby.waywarijihild, . Thbu’lt greet her with the pleasant glanc.e, the tones so blear and mild ; Though all the world be harsh to tae, though all the world be cold. Thy heart wBl love ,me just as well as in th e d a y s , o f o ld ! B a c k 10 th is w e a ry world o f oursj w ith all it.? bitter strife, I go from th is calm hom e o f thine, bearing a neW charm ed life —'■ A life of patient wailing, till the summons shall be given. Then be thine the voice, be thine the smile To welcome me to Heaven ! H E L E T ^ ; OR, 'The Two T’amiiies of Former Times. TRANSLATED FOR THE FLAlNOEAlER, From the French of Madam Chartes Reyhaud. BY A. W . L. \ ; c H A L r i i t i i i . _ A STORMY nigh !:. “ A ll! cousin, h o w l shouts lik t*to. build a hermitage Jierb,” criel-jliss de | Blpnquefprt^ PBlUng -off her hat, that she might breath more%asily.... •. '; “ I hope that: I havO givsn you a chatming walk cousin,” replied the cheva lier. “ 0 # r i Do'k' that it has uot'ippeared long to youi” ' On the contrary, it has appeared very 3. L E W I S F Q IL L O N , i - ------------------ -- ' —y.l I she auswered, innocently. 'iCome Mbatarieux,'-our Trasitiess here il'to i^o r k ;” said ’ the chevalierV “ \We must gather all these flowers?'' ’ ’ ...“ I ’ll help you;” said Helentgaily.'-All three set to work to gather-ihe^delicate rose'-huds which were opening in ' the autumn sun ; , but the chevalier toiled alone to make aR enornious bo'quet, -which h^ proposed c$,rryii3g id his button bole. Efeleia soon stopped, . a n d - casting a long gaze around, whilst- inhaling the sweet perfumes which loaded the a ir; at this moment \she felt so .happy, her soul was filled with such \softening and tender feelings, ;that, almost involuntarily she murmured}. ‘-‘ Oh Grod, how beautiful it is here.” ■ * ' “ When you go back to the convent. Miss,, you will .often recal this, walk,” said Montarieux, with emotion. She blushed, and a slight bow was her only answer; then hiding her sorrow, she | re-seiated herself on the bank, and pro ceeded to arrange the flowers in the rush basket. Montarieux dared not speak to her, but seating himself near her, he took the basket and held it, that it might be handier for her to fill. Thus, without looking, they saw each othei\ and although their hands ap proached without touching yet a kind of sympathetic thrill flew from one to the other, bringing their souls in near communion. For a quarter of an hour they had told their' love, yet without speaking, when the chbvalier approached quickly. “ Hark,” said he, “ Bo you not hear that rumbling sound at tho bottom of the valley; one would call it the loud whistling of the wind, were it not that all is still.” “ Yes, i hear it,” cried Montarieux. “ Hut it appears to me like the noise of water, as if a mill sln'ce, had been opened down below.” “ How it roars,” said the chevalier, holding his ear.s. “ What a noisG.” “ Perhaps a heavy, storm, is coming,” spoke Helen, whilst regarding, with un easiness, the sky. -.“ But it comes slowh let His hasten*hbme.^'“ ‘ ' “ Great God! the path is gone, and d ry in g her torrent is in its place,” cried the cheva lier.” All three ran the other way, their sur prise mingled with fright. Just then a torrent of water poured down the valley, xvith a rough and bois terous sound, carrying with it huge roll ing stones and uprooted bushes. “ Ob, Heavens 1 a deluge is upon us/’ exclaimed Helen. “ There is a storm in the mountains,” said Marccllin, “ and the water from all'| the ravines makes this torrent.” “ Should it still inerease, we shall not be safe here,” murmured Helen, involun tarily 'approaching, the young man. “ l)o not be afraid,” he replied. “ The Water will not rise 'lip to this rock, but we shall have to wait here until it falls.” “‘M y God, my God, they will not know where to find us,” said Helen. “ Misfortune has fallen on us.” “ They know well enough where -we a r e t h e y will understand that the waters check .our way, and,your lady mother will feel no* uneasiness,” answered Marcellin, hardly'knowing what he was saying.'. “ Surely we need feel no alarm,” added the chevallier.' “ Best assured, cousin, that in an hour the water will fall, and wo can resume our way.” , God grant it,” said Helen,, only half, convinced. ‘‘Let ps sit down,” replied the Cheva lier very philosophically, wiping \from the sleeve of his coat. In the meantime, a large drop ,pf rain. . “ T h e , storm is, on us,” cried Mon tarieux; “ ^ u t fortunately we can shel ter ourselves under this projecting rock.” They ran to the rock, and Marcellin made Helen seat herself upon two long flat pieces of steme, wfiich formed ^ kind of bench. Soon the rain fell with violence; the heavens were one dull grey, and the horizon was enUrelpr. hid. * “ I fear very inuch that we shall have to sleep here,” saidjhe Chevalier between teeth. , . . I ^ e u he began to sing and joke, to i cheer up his,r cousin apd revive his pwn drooping Miss, d^ Blan<][ue- fortf and^ SlarceUin, pf .Mstenipg, kept their, eyes fixe.d^'oii Ithq j Which the rain was covering-with a-.grey- [\IslLpaist and- fropi whence the last glim- mei:, of light was rapidly fadings A^ soon as night was fairly Upon them, the Chpvalier ceased his nonsense,, and Helen began to cry. ^ ‘.‘My God, what shall I,d b ; what shidl I-d o ! ” cried Marcellin. disebnso-. lately. “ Bo you suffer MissK Is the rain on you? perhaps yoU are chilled'?”. “ Oh, no, I assure you,”' she replied, folding her embroidered apron around her “ Oh, cousin, -Will you ever forgive me for this stupid walk ?” said- the Oheva- lier, ready-to cry, himself. “ With all my heart, my dear friend,” -replied she, endeavoring to compose her self. What is the use of worrying our selves nqw It is surely better to sum mon onr.iijfolhtiori and io wait patiently,\ until we cp 'retrace our steps without running the risk of being drowned.” “ We shall pass the night here,” sighed the Chevalier- Helen re-seated herself upon the rock; the two young people placed themselves some distance apart. Bo profound was the darkness that they could not see two paces a-head. All at once the Chevalier broke silence, and oried in a piteous tone, “ We shall' sleep here without supper. Oh, I.shall never forgive myself!” The rain con- | tinned to fall, but with less violence, and 1 the roaring 'of the water began to die away ; the Cheva’ier ventured some steps along in 4;he direction of the valley. * ' “ We are saved,” -oried he joyfully. “ I see a light below—a moving light; they are coming to look for us. Oh, oh ! they ; see us ; if I had my gun, I would give a signal of distress.” “ Listen, lady,” said Marcellin, ap proaching Helen. “ They are coming to our succor ; ,,you will find in § few min - utes, that you will be with your mother; surely you now feel trancjuil and re- 1 assured.” .r i “ Oh, I have had no’ fe^T With you,” replied she. A t this tender and artless eypfesslou, Montarieux seized her hand. Which, in the to him, held her on his arm, and silently she allowed herself to be so supported. When they came near the Chevalier, Iifontarieux said in a low voice, taking the basket of rush which she car ried upon her arm, “ You have.lost nearly all your flowers ; give them to. me, and I will che rish them^in remembrance of this, the happiest day of my life. “ Take them,” replied she, tremblingly, in so low a tone that Marcellin compre hended more from the gesture than the voice; a moment after, and the people who were searching the valle}^, answered the cries of the Chevalier; they were peasants who, provided with torches, had come to searoh fior the wanderers. “ Here m y l^ v e fel'ows,” shouted the Chevalier, gesticulating wildly- _ You haye epme to save my life.” ; “ Yes, sir,” replied they. “ We have come to bring ijou m umbrella, and a pair of overshoes for the lady.” The waters were already subsiding, and the path rendered more secure, was now only crossed by little rills. They hastened to depart, and tkis time, Helen hef self offered to take Mar- cellin’s arm. When out wanderers arrived home, with drenched,garments,.and hair,matted .to their clieekj, their .parents could not -resist a'K^l| ^irthfulnc^s, inSteaJ o ^ n g G ^ at the si\fejk^&^eir-plight.$i 't' “ I should certainly havD felt'anxious,^: said the Count, “If prelect had gope alohl to walk with that’ hair-brained fellow— coverkl with mud from head to foot, with 1 roses in his button-hole; but you, aiy dear boy, were with her, and if any Banger had befallen iny child, you would, if possible, bavo saved her.” “ Yes, Count,” cried the young man. “ I never should have returned without her.”' “ These naughty children; what a care they are to us,” mhrmured Madam Mon tarieux, her heart, meanwhile, filled with satisfaction. . , - The same evening it -^as decided, wlth- -out YurfheiT^explanation, that the two families should together return to P- ---- ' and nothing more-was broached of Helen's ^return to the- -convent! The next day, QonpeqiieutLy, they quitted the Villa Mar-^ |n i / and Helen returned to' her father’s '^house, the Chevalier prDOeeding alone to PariSj to finish hisf rhe'torio -at Harepurt Oofiegifi ' ' ; \ ■ ^ ' Hb he continued next week. Frorri- the W^ch^tef Qa&ette. T arey Tbwit, Aug^ 9; i8J0.- B ear S ally : —^Yesterday} neighbor ^mith sent word to father there was tobeameeiinf five miles off, .arid wanted us''to.|d to it, Well, it was Friday, apd as.it wa^'fyee for women as well aS men, an-d iny Wbr^'^as smart ahead for Saturday, mother, 'said-, Molly, you may go too. I ' was a little beat a t that—for it^ was to'be a 'Quakhi^ preacher—and \i^ h e r is so ^ rank, ('you know her way of tMDkingJ)^and the Quak ers, if *you ever heard of them, .they do say is worse than' noth^g. Well as^ I never saw much, L \ms right glad of the chanee of goin’ to ehureltea week day ^ d - so hurried to -stardh my blue'^frock, and make my self look smart amongst strangers. YTell, three o’clock came, and I' brought out the blanket to put on the seat; but mother kind of smiled when 1 took along my hymn book, and says, Molly you won’t get hoarse singing, I reckon> well, I didn’t mean to, but you know my singing ain’t bad—^leastways the young fellows say so; i but that ain’t got nothing to do -with my meetings Now^ Sally you won’t smile when I tell you how queer it was, cause j when I get down to the end, may be you’ll j feel serious, like I did, when church ^as i out; but I must tell the whole or nothing, so we drove up to a black looking old, house, not a'sign of a scrap of pa/nt on the boards ; only think, and they'so rich,, for you never heard of a Quaker beggar they say in all your born days. Well, this was mean enough, when they 'might make a spread as well as other folks, and they ought to in my mind; cause shouldn’t they make churches,, and paint ein, and make em to show to them tliat passed the, ‘ road, that it was a place of worship, and do their share in improving the appearance of the country, for I do like a handsome church, if I like anything. . But I am told they, have a way of getting over it by saying they have got a Temple at home, ^ in the heart,-where H e that made the vrorld delights to be worshipped more than, in ..^.* 41 . . .... nCT --- --- - you c an; mother says its all talk to' get clear of a bounden duty. Y’!ell, if the outside beat me—good la! the inside t?as worse yet; there was not.a pulpit or a pew, nor a cushion, only a high place for the old folks; nor a strip of paint, or carpet, or a prayer book,, nor bible, nor nothing save the hard plank. And the men was on one side and the women on tether, and I looked for the minister, who was going to preach, but to save me^ I could, see nothing but ever so many old men and women' who sat up a little higher than us, and I conceited the minister was not coming; and nobody .tipoke.a word and it was as still as the grave. Y’ d II, Sally it seemed very queer. First, I looked a,t the old people,>lhen, at the bare boards, and I felt -Hery fidgity that we did not have the minister, and after I got tired looking at nothing, I wondered -what on .earth we all sb't there for,wasting so much, clear time, ^ and somehow felt as if we'wouldn’t get anything sot to our account in the good book, when wc hadn’t prayed, hor sung, nor preached. \Well aiftera while Iheard a kind of sob as though somebody was a'j crying. It was stiff as death, 1 felt dread ful queer, the old folks looked so solemn, one or two wiped their eyes, but did riot seem to know anybody was in the house buti themseives. ' YTelb I never felt quite so in all m j born days. I put down m j book, and got thinkin’ what I came for, and I looked at the sky,‘ and thought of Him that made it, and then I remembered little Susy that was in Heaven^ and how she folded my hands an her two angel handSj and said, Molly, love God, and come up to Heaven to see little Susy. Well, the more I thought, I felt how goqd it was not to have anything on earth to do, hut sit still and think what a merciful being it was, who made the sky and the earth; and then, when He took uS out of the earth, how loving for Him to set us in a happy place, an^ be a comfort for ever and ever. Welij presently I begun to cty—-riofr Sally, I I can’t tell you ^hy* but somehow, it seeift* i ed to 'me as if there was a real preacher in that plain Meeting-house, and fie said, them tears and good feelings, Molly Poole, will make ybti' better—listen to the one that is speakingto youthis minute; 'Wfelff I kept cryirig, and just ’then a man gothpj and stood without book or desk, and he bad no gown on, but he looked so holy arid So 'klndj and the white hair Was there, and he looked more like them we read of j.bible- ^ niRch as iBhe had^beetl Temple, let all ,tlje ,earftieep,saeffce f e . “ “ be iad coroe mi.es to sit with them; but he that,spoke pesept, and t o t Le felt e ™ A S - 7 ^ ^ for oae greater thaa he, i S «Hfaed fte asset,.blj „ ith to d a t A tb^door ■ said, gather akout him, and i*rolIed down Ins furrowed face, a n d ^ i ^me, that God did speak, and, as the Holy Book said, was amidst thefe^- gathered together. Well, it wag y S solemn to me; I felt yet as 'if there w a volcer for me, and I thaught about whS 1 so often read ofi-the still small vofee-l and never till that minnit had thought what It meant. Well, we sot there near two hours, but when they all began to shako hands and get up, I didn’t know whafc'i| did mean, but I soon found out it wag tho end of the meeting- but Sallji don’t t # bow weak and foolish I am, h « soroehow When I got heme, and mother kughed a t the meeting, a n d W so, the man couldn’i come It, and forgot whathehad learned a t home—and Mplly/how do you like Quake* meeting, and guessed I’d have a dose.— I couldn’t Say nothing, but that night after 1 got snug in bed, these words, that! God was in his temple, kept running th^* my bead-, and I thought, may. be it mearit- tbe temple the Quakers call the temple o|! fhe heart— -and the more I th o u g h jhe more I felt it was there they , memb' .g'od loved to be worshipped .mpre than.ii^i^ would cVer give up mothers’ Way of think- the words jof ibat g r a j n ' ' anJlBefeelingkthat seewed to fie s out'loud iri that pkiri meeting-house, goes with me to the Spring house, and unde^ ’ the old tr6es, arid t sometimes feel as tho’ ' I hdard the same .Voice, and the' same ^ words; isn’t* it very queer ? Write me ' soon, and tell me what you think. This from your loving cousin, M ary P oole . The above graphic description fff an un- ' educated simple-hearted girl^ fell into m i • hands a few days ago^ and so interestei me, that I begged a copy, thinking you ’ . would be happy to spread it before you^ readers, many of whom will b'e qdea^d . with its truthfulness and'simplicity.' ' -B ravo !--An amusing incident occurred the other evening a t tlie burning o f the theatre, related as fellows, for a fa'efc, by ik' ‘ gentleman of respectability, who was\ an actor in the ^cene :—^ ■ *' ;. Mr. B— ^ and a party of his jolly .English friends, who had been dining out, ' Concluded to patronize the opera on-thaS ' evening, and Mr. B - ^ , who^e rotundi? - ty was considerably better filled with the.. sparkle than the rest, had taken a frdflfc ; seat, and was saluting - the song £ind senr. ■ timent of the occasion at every :“;wi,it,’^' with “ unbounded applause,’’ by clapping I hands and vociferating-r^i , . , - ■ ;‘f BravobravQ i” ' - * -i ■ Presently, like -an electric shock ' caina' the cry. of “ fire!” The audience started t suddenly for the door—though their irei tr^eat was cheeked to good older by .'Mri Biee> the manager, who was on the stag® - atthe.|im e. Then a,ll; was eonfusioii-, and each member of the company; in endeayoTr ing to save the property; &c.,' of. the fesslob, was rushing backward and-forWard' in every direction across the stage. Meanwhile ourfriends outside had iniss-' ed-their comrade, and thinking perhaps th ^ he might have been injured,'one- 'of ' % m steps up into the boxes just as the fire Was bursting through the end of the buiiding , iu HuH . yoluriies, and Bic 0 crossingHfie. stage with, a. side^ soettO • .' bn his. shoulder. There sat Mr. ^ solitfay and alone^ in ilve froM in, perfect extacies at the performance, shout ing-hr avoJ hravo !-^-a mo^ splendid iMtiMoh o f a fire f—hfdvo / (ravQ 4 ^dhicago Journal.^ , , . B ^ !? S wift Raid the reason of so iri^y riuhappy marriages was, because yoang ladies «penP more time iii making^nsEts than cageBi” ^7
