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CALVIX H.WILEY, Vn VILLIAM IX COOKE. -: EPl A FAMILY NEWSPAPER NEUTRAL IN I POLITICS. EDITORS. TERMS: jTWO DOLLARS PER ANNUM. 33cioteti to all ijje Sntmsts of ftortf; Carolina, (Soucation, &tjrtcttttuvc, literature, Veto's, fye iTarfeets, &c. roi, n -xo. 43. IU LKIGIi, XORTH CAROLINAATURDAY, SEPT. 24, 1 1853. WHOLE NO. 95. ! SEtECTEE STORY. A. LESSON TO II ATCH-MAKEES. BY A. B. SEAL. ! " A-NO these are your drawings, Josephine ! dear liiu,1iow very clever you are !" I -Oh,' that portfolio these are mere trifles I tainted in oils all last term. There s my music,- liter all ! 1 could not think where Minny'had put "Did Minny do all your packing? "Kverybit: she's the most amiable creature : - t i r iii ,- tnA tr in (TO '' vnu ever saw. . jiauano l,u-uh nauu v,......fev,. 'and give me Ellen Lyons for a room-mate but J, fwasn't going to hear that. v She. was so idle she: fcould scarcely take care 6f herself much more put tlie room in order. I never touched a thing. lYou've no idea how I've improved in music do pyou ay i i" ' "Only a little-music that I like, thosft wa'tzes Imother iised to play years ago, and some songs." I " J3ut don't, you sing exercises, scales, and all jthat I I was in hopes you did, for learned some f charming duets with mademoiselle, and they'll be fquite loot if you doii't.-v I depended on it,. Julia." I "I'm very sorry," began Julia .deprwatingly, as fslie saw a shade cross the young beauty's face; but fjosephine had already forgotten it in hummiug a f favoi;ite air, witli an astonishing display of " extras," fas she turned over her music. I 44 Ti l. I I... r... lC..'mnn.l.il..' 1 I II hi ah ah ah ah nh ah ah oh, how difficult tliat accompaniment i's ' I meant to have you ac company me it's so tiresome to have to keep up instrumental. practice. I was so disappointed to see that stupid old piano in the parlor still. I've set riiy heart on a new one." , i But I wouldn't chanre for a nrreat deal : I love that old piano it has given nie so many happy Lours and I'm sure it's very sweet-toned yet." ' Yes ; but such thin legs ; and there ought to Je another octave and a half -a great deal of ray music is written so. j Who comeaJiere now ? Do jxit up these niuslins, there Vi-pX girlj'aaid just lia'tig ti p itje:f .dresses-.-;tlrip5-r' . "I . : L bonnet till to-morrow. I did atl my shopping in jew Yotk, thank goodness ! Vho comes in, did I you say f Mr: Mitchell, of course, stupid as ever; Italics law cases to papa, and brings mother a box lof prunes New Year's Day ; old Mr. Williams, and that inquiMtive young Locke. How stupid every Jbudv will seem after Albany '." I " Mr. Lawrence is not stupid." "-What Mr. Lawrence ?" inquired Miss Josebh- line, sharply, .knocking down a pile of school-books f lexicons and the like -in reaching for an apple. r "Father's partner." " O dear, .yes, I : forgot ! From Boston, isn't ho ? AYhy didn't you write me all about him ?" ' You were coining horn? so soon but he'll be Lore to tea, ami. you can see for yourself." . "To "night! It's well you told me I wa3 going jdown in this1 old wrapper, for I'm tired to death .You needn't hang up that blue muslin here, these bows gii o, just catch thein on, won't you ? How shall I wear mv hair ? Is-he tall ?" 8 . . . - ' r f As the .looker on could easily conclude, from the I j.oitions and dialogue of the Misses Wood, one I was a le tuty and a belle the other, plain, quiet. and unobtrusive. They were engaged. at im pack ing, in a lare, pleasant chamber ;' that is, Joseph ine dragged dresses, books, collars, portfolios' and .under-ciothes, from the various trunks and boxes, strewing them round the carpet in almost hopeless .confusion ; while -Julia in vain tried to fulfil her constantly conflicting demands, and bring some thing like order out of the chaos. It was well en ough for Julia t6 sleep with the children, but now that Josephine wis' coining home " for good," from the Albany Female Seminary, one of the two best bedrooms was prepared for her, which Julia was allowed to share. Josephine was her mother's fa vorite her father's, too, for that matter; while only the children cluntr to Julia andthev were often permitted to tyrannise, as .children will. But the bright, cheerful Josephine had all the spirit and brilliancy denied to her elder sister and here va3 the secret of h'er popularity. Like most belles, she - was careless and" selfish though good-naturedlv so and her sister was one of the readiest of the whole household to submit to her whims and ca prices. , . . Julia had been educated at home, with the indif ferent aid of Factoryville schools, and was indebted to quiet perseverance and an extended ranjre of reading for the cultivation she possessed. The children were troublesome on the days she should have been sent from home ; but on the pet of the family no pains or expense had been spared. She. had: a good voice, and a taste for the more showy accomplishments. She was allowed music and drawing, and even dancing lessons, to her heart's content. Mr. Wood had been troubled with con scientious scruples about dancing before this. So with every talent for popularity, Josephine won it wherever she was. The servants flattered her teachers praised her, school-mates looked up to her, and copied and quoted her. - jso wonder she was a little spoiled, and that she took precedence of ber plain elder sister at home, as a matter of course. "Julia was not so exceedingly plain, nor so old,; after all in realityon!y nineteen, though so grave and quiet and then her eyes, and teth, and hair ere good. her hair did not curl, nor her teeth dazzle when she smiled, nor her eyes sparkle ; but they had a deep, tender, quiet light and expression I1 their own, when Bhe looked at you IoDg enough for you. to notice it. She was staid almost grave in her ways with quite a motherly care over the children ; and, every one agreed, "cut out for an old maid." We wonder how it chances that neat drnw-n, orderly cloafeta, careful habits, f nd a patient -much-enduring disposition, should come to be con sidered as certain sighs of a disposition towards single blessedness when any otie knows they are the qualities most needed in domestic life ; and by the same rule of contraries, a gay, thoughtless, care less creature, bent on self-indulgence and the win ru of the moment, is considered a 'fair candidate for matrimony. - 1 ' As ber toilet had : commenced, Josephine could not be ex-pected to attend to the affairs of unpack ing any longer ; and while she brushed, and rolled, and curled, and braided her dark, abundant hair, Julia still on her knees by the trunks grew' weary and flushed with stooping orl:fting,or contriving f places for the numberless articles in this heterogene ous collection ; the belle condescending now and then to make a suggestion very much in the tone of a command and which was sure to give a great deal of trouble to no purpose. Her sister rein-rnbered that the next day was Saturday, with its own builhensome share of do mestic duties, and she would not have a moment to finish the tak ; besides, it was to her a matter of physical impossibility to sleep in a room so lit tered. So the tea.-bell rang while she was pinning Josephine's collar, and searching at the same'tiine among a pile of rumpled muslins for a certain pair of undt-r-sleeves With her hair and dress in con fusion, she was obliged to excuse herself; knowing at the saine time, there would be no one to wait on the younger children, and keep them quiet. But Julia was! accustomed to these little disappoint ments dignified by modern storv-writers as sacri-,-tices and gave a most sincere glance ot admiration at the light and graceful figure, as her sister left the room so air)', yet so elegant, in the simple blue lawn dress and lace edgings. , "How Mr. Lawrence will admire her!" she thought, turning, with something like- a sigh of weariness, to the pile of books she was transferring to shelves at the other end of the room. It was IttJlOitar fcrfr nyiMfgJ to ber satisfaction, and then she was summoned to see the children to bed : so that the evening was half gone before, work-basket in hand, she entered the parlor. She had heard Josephine at the piano, and expected to find Mr. Lawrence beside her; but no! only the family circle Mr. Wood, a? usual, with his back .to the centre table, -examining ac counts at the old fashioned "secretary "as he in variably pronounced it ; Mrs. Wood sat by the globe lamp, stitching away in industrious silence; and Josephine, with a not very amiable expression of countenance, made the poor old piano tremble with the heavy chords md octayes of a variation. She rose and came to the table as her sister entered, and commenced, rather sharply : " I thought you told me there would be company to tea 2" " There generally is on Friday night, Josephine !" " Weil, you might have known, certainly, before you gave me the trouble of dressing ! It's so pro voking to take all the trouble for nothing !rt Julia's linen collar and cambric under sleeves would have been just the same under any circum stances. She could not imagine the annoyance of looking one's very best, with nobody to see it. " I'm sure your father was very much pleased to see how nice you looked !" Mrs. Wood said, em phatically, as if father's admiration ought to be quite a sufficient reward for any pains. "Father! whv, I don't believe he knows wheth er I have on a calico or a flannel dress !" and the red litis curled a little more than they should have dope, as she glanced towards the stiff, square figure of the inanuf tcturer, whose eyes were fastened silver-rimmed spectacles and all on the ledger be fore him. Julia wa sorry for. her sister: she kiiew; from long and lonely experience, that their evenings at home were br no means gay and social. Her fath er was always absorbed iu a review of the business of the day, or reading the latest date newspaper ; and as Mrs. Wood was one of those who " cannot work and talk too," they generally had a quiet sewing duet until half-past nine, when prayers came as the close of the evening, and then to bed to commence the next moruinsf with the same unvari ed, monotonous routine. How many families there are, in which' the cheerful evening hours are thus made but a lengthening out of a-day of toil and busy care. How much better for the health of mind and body, to "work, while the day lasts," and devote this time to relaxation, reading, conversation, lighter employments that do not interfere with these : so that not only home is made happy to its inmates, who have something to look forward to at the close of business Ijours, but becomes attractive to a pleasant circle of friends from without, who will add variety to. the chat or, the incident. Josephine had no work: she borrowed her moth er's scissors, and q&rnmenced snipping the darning cotton with which Julia was repairing a very large, family-looking basket, of stockings, and yawned, and wished somebody would come ( in. A faint tinkle of the door-bell, a stamp of somebody's feet on the door step, heard distinctly through the open window, seeme'd a response to the aspiration. Julia neither looked up nor down, but commenced run nmg a very large "thin place," as composedly as before ; but her sister smoothed her curls, and shook out her dress, with kindling eyes fixed on the par lor door, which opened slowly to usher in Mr. Mitcbl'. "Of ali peole!",. thought the mortified beauty. "Theiame tiresome, prosy, stupid old bachelor!" She was quite disgusted by Uhe alacrity of her father's salutation, and prepared herself for the very nuKi r.ui,u i3 ciucni,iy uiLeiiueu as a lOKe. it caiut accordmtrlv. . " Dear me, Miss Josephine, how you have grown ! Almost a young lady, I declare ! Well, are yon finished yet?" j She wondered how Julia could listen so patient ly to his ponderous civilities, d ;livered in the same measured manner, and half smothered, droning voice; she could remember ever since her earliest recollection for Mr. Mitchell had been her father's friend and groomsman, and had made it a point to visit the family once a week ever since. "Julia might talk to him for all she cared !"; and with sud den interest she became deeply absorbed in the fashion article of a two-months' old "Lady's Book," not so entirely, however, that a second ring did not call an eager flush of expectation to her face. It was a much lighter step, and a much more agreeable tone of voice, that sounded in the pas age, Josephine was convinced, before the visitors entered, that Mr. Lawrence had come at last ; though now she did not condescend to notice his entrance, until. her father said, with quite an unu sual bustle of introduction for him : i "My second daughter, Josephine, Mr. Law rence." " Mv daughter Josephine" condescended to give a very rapid but scrutinizing glance, as she ac knowledged the acquaintance : the result of which was, that Mr. Lawrence was neither tall nor short, handsome'nor plain but rather stylish in compar ison to the Factoryville beaux generally. He had whiskers, and wore gloves. His hand was certain ly in contrast to the. broad, uncovered knuckles Mr. Mitchell was exhibiting on the work table. He did not say much to Julia, beyond enquiring for her health, and asking how she liked the last book he h.ad loaned her. He seemed more particularly interested in" the children, enquiring of Mrs Yood if Johnny badecovered from his fall,! and how Sam rot hoiue the woods the night before, and 31 the woods the night betore, ana ,ifU.tciiig&o have: her Hewaj a great favorite with Mrs. T tooth out yet. Wood, that was plain ; and as MrJ Mitchell con tinued devoted to Julia and the darning cotton, the belle gradually found herself putting forth all her powers' of fascination for the benefit of the new comer. Mr. Lawrence spoke of the last ' Art Journal." "Did he draw ?" "A little he Sketched from nature; and Miss Wood?" Her mother answered that question with a prompt " Oh, of course '. Josephine, my dear, why don't vou set vour drawings, and show them to Mr. Lawiencel lie would like very much to see them." - i. ' Miss Wood was sure she could not think of troubling him with such childish affairs, and the end of it was that Mr. Lawrence devoted the whole evening to the fair artist, over the portfolio and pi anoforte for he was also very fond of music. , ' As for Josephine, her listlessness had all vanish ed. She smiled, she chatted, she sung and played rher very best, and talked herself to sleep after the visit was over, admiring Mr. Lawrence, and pro nouncing Julia very stupid not to do so. Poor Jiilia! How did the sleeping beauty know that ? She did admire Mr. Lawrence more than any man she had ever met. She' n:ver knew how much until this evening, when he ,had scarcely spoken to her, and she had found time, between Mr. Mi'chell's studied remarks, to listen to his clev er repaite or watch his animated face, as he lis tened to Josephine's songs. She hadj expected him to admire her sister, and had thought what a re lief it would be to the city bred young lady to find so agreeable a person almost domesticated with them. But he need not Lave been quite so much engrossed, she thought, as to forget to' ask if she would like the second part ot " Ilazlitt's Table Talk" which she did want very much. How ever, it was only natural, perhaps : she was so plain and quiet, Josephine so full of life and ani mation. She was so beautiful, too and gentle men always cared for beauty above everything else ; yes, she was very beautiful for Julia turned and looked at that fair face nestling in the pillow near her the lips so red and full, the cheek dimpling with some pleasant dream, and the dark lashes shading it' so softly. No wonder every one admir ed' and loved her ; and with a feeling of almost motherly fondness, Julia bent over and kissed her fair young sister very , softly, blessing he in her heart. j Mr. Lawrence sat in the family pew at church, and walked home by the young ladies, very natu rally, after service. Josephine looked more charm ing than ever in the simple but elegant white crape hat, with a few blue harebells near the face. And the floating, wavy flounces of her barege dress were so becoming to her figure. Julia felt almost clouded in the Dunstable straw, with its plain sat in ribbons, and the whi te dress, now in its second season. She saw. the many admiring glances Jos ephine received, and gradually fell back, taking lit tle Mary's hand, and leaving them to walk on alone. They certainly did look very well together, and Mrs. Wocd thought so, too : from that moment it became "a match" in her mind. Everything favoured the growing intimacy of the young people. For once the course of true love seemed to run as smooth as heart could wish. -They practised together, and Mr. Lawrence looked orer and cwrected Josephine's NJrawiu.: Mf '1 ''"' Wood always "made his young and influential part-, ner welcome,, and he as steadily resisted all the ef forts of his senior to entice him into talking busi ness iterbusiness hours. Perhaps this was one rAovn Qoa nsea jijiii so wen. mere xui vanccsFfRriies given uurmg me lau auu win terin.lioriofvfef Josephine's return ; and Mr. Law rence was their escort, as a matter of course, Julia seeming more in the light of a chaperone, than needing one. Of course all the Factoryville .belles grew very jealous of the new comer. " She put on so many airs, as if nobody had ever been at boarding-school before !" s " She dressed so much more than 'poor Julia !" said another. " " And is determined to monopolise Mr. Law rence 1" added an amiable trio. But none tf these things moved the young lady herself: she was tast ing the intoxicating draught of general admiration, and she had no time to. bestow on distanced com petitors. Spring came on again, and the family gathered more in the sitting room, leaving 'the parlor, by tacit consent, to the lovers, as they were generally supposed to be. Mr. Wood had talked it over with his wife, and concluded it would be an excel lent arrangement, as far as business was concerned. "A son-iiHaw would feel so much more interest than a stranger." And Mrs. Wood thought she might as well give Julia a hint about leaving the parlor occasionally, or being engaged sometimes when a walk was pro posed. Poor Julia ! she took it meekly, as she did all her mother's instructions. 8he confined herself more than ever to the family mending, while Jose phine trilled with cambric ruffles and a gold thim ble. It was'quite right in her eyes that when but one of them -could have a new shawl, Josephine should be that one; or when Mr. Lawrence invit ed the young ladies to ride, mother should wish her particularly to oversee the baking. ' She be gan to think she would like to have the wedding over soon, and that she would be an old maid, as eVery yoe, predicted, alter fMr.diKU , wkent to 1 proposed to bestow on every yoae, predicted, after all. Ijdeed, she told ier utter astonishment, . he proposed to bestow on her the honor of his hand and name. Mr. Mitchell received it very calmly; said that perhaps it. was the most sensible way of living, after all ; and he hoped she would riot think of mentioning their little conversation. He need not have uttered the last piece of advice; but by the time she reached home alone, she had begun to wonder whether she had not dreamecf the whole interview, so improbable did it appear. Her mother stopped her on the stairs, to say she was very late the dressmaker must have kept her a great while; they wore through tea, and Mr. Lawrence had asked "father " if he could see him alone a few moments that evening. "So you see if it isn't just as I said!" Mrs. Wood added tri umphantly; " and I only wish Josy was at home : she's at your aunt's, and won't be here before night." ' - , Julia was glad to luar it all of it; she did not wish for any tea, and she wanted to be alone iu her room. She was glad she knew Mr. Lawrence was going to propose she could think it all over. Toor Julia, once again.. She did not seem very happy, after all, 'as she untied her bonnet, and sat dowli on a low Jewing chrir by the open window She was not jealous of her sister's happiness, but she, envied her the power of winning love and sym pathy. Her own lot seemed so lonely and unva ried. The round of household duties the con stant and almost imperceptible tax upon her time, and strength, and energies, as the elder sistsr of a large household-the want of cheerful companion ship, especially when Josephine should be in a home of her own, it was this that had made the visits of Mr. Lawrence so pleasant at first; he had given her an interest out of herself, described what she herself had felt in speaking of their favorite authors, which neither, her father nor mother even knewby name. Before Josephine came he had al most seemed to like her. Only a month ago, he jcanir&Trdrtood by her one evening, and asked her how it was lie saw so little of her now ; and he of fered her his hand so kindly. Sometimes she was sure she had seen him look' towards her from the piano, as if he was sorry she was so dull and lone ly but then he was so kind to every one. How happy Josephine would be with such constant love and watchful. care. How could she speak so light ly of it ? No longer ago than yesterday she said in that very room, with a toss of the head: "Mr. Lawrence need not think himself so very sure of her, after all he was not the only man in the werld !" She heard him in the hall below inquiring for her father, and started as she thought how soon she would be called' upon to welcome him as a brother. She was very nervous," she said to her self her walk had been too long. She must have been for when she tried to think only how very beautiful the trees looked in the garden below, sil vered by the moonlight, which seemed to call out the faint breath of the just opening lilacs, a mist of unbidden tears hid it fiom her view, and laying her head on the window seat, she Bobbed like a tired child. r : : ' Her father's voice, calling " Julia Julia T from the sitting room door, recalled her to herself, after a miserable hour. She had been so absorbed that she had not evcn heard Mr. Lawrenco go out; but of course he would bring Josephine home from her aunt'4- nd she must prepare to meet and congrat ulate tliemv vU iFa5YeTy foolish in her to fed so she ought to be very thankful she was going to have Mr. Lawrence for a brother. She descend ed the stairs slowly, nevertheless, that her eyes might have all the time she cculd gain, to recover their usual hue so slowly that her father came to the dcor again, as if to send up another impatient summons. 1 - . Mrr-Wood made, few prefaces. Perhaps it was just as well. "I suppose you knew Mr. Lawrence came to see me to-night?" he began, abruptly, i "Yes, sir." "And not on business, either that is, not con cerning the factory. I must confess I was surprised." "I wa3 not, sir," said Julia, looking up, and try- 1 ing to speak cheerfully. " Not surprised ? He assured me he had never mentioned the matter to you!" "He never has, sirbut it was very easy to see it!" " Bless my heart !' broke in Mr. Wood, abruptly, " -our mother and I always thought his attentions were directed to Josephine !" " Yes, sir, to Josephine." "And wanting yq'u all the while '. Well, I must say I never counted your aunt Jane, when I wanted to marry your mother !" " Oil, indeed you are mistaken it is Josephine ! he never sneaks to me." " He- says he can never get a chance, and thatfs why he came to ask me if we had any objection to his addressing you;" , "Oh no, sir indeed it was Josephine ! I always left -" " Indeed it was not, little sceptic !" and before . the poor child could think of au escape, or what; it all could mean, she was for the first time in her life alone with Mr. Lawrence Ir. Wood consid erately leaving the argument iu his hands. He seemed, to have brought forth'most convincing proof that he knew his own mind for in an incredibly short space of lime JuHahad changed her opinion, and came to the conclusion that she would not like to have him for " a brother " at all. "But you always walked with Josephine!" -."liwAuse you always left us." , ; " And you sang with her ?" U - " You never would touch the piano after he came. You know I always liked your ballads bet ter than! opera songs, that were never written for the parlor." " But she is so pretty !" " And you are so good, and so unselfish, and so dear!" he said, clasping the hand that he held more closely. " What shall I do or say to convince you that it is, you, and not Josephine, I want for my wife V It is due to the discomfited beauty to, state that she bore the turn affairs had taken with wondrous ! equanimity, and exerted all tier taste and skill in the arrangement of the trousseau. JSay, she even flirted violently at the wedding (which was the I grandest affair, thanks to her, Factory ville had ever i seen.) with a cousin of Mr. Lawrence, who had come down to be groomsman ; though her rivals insisted " that was all put on to conceal'her morti fication, anybody could tell."' Mr. Mitchell did not venture his usual stereotyped wedding joke about the happy pair, but retired into a corner with Mr. Wood, who was glad to refresh himself in so un usual an atmospherej by a little sensible talk on the tariff. After all, Josephine became Mrs. Lawrence, by" marrying the Boston cousin who, being passion ately fond of gay society and the polka, was much more to her fancy than Julia's husband. It was hard to say which was happier each in her own way Julia devoted to her husband an I her house hold, where Mr. Mitchell, after a time became a regular weekly visitant or Josephine in her round of city engagements ; but certainly neither one of them ever repented the choice their father's partner had made. MISCELLANEOUS. ALWAYS BEGIN EIGHT. We otice knew an old Friend, who had but one piece of advice to young beginners : it was, " If the'll onlj begin right, all will go well." We have often thought that there was more in the recom mendation, than even the good Quaker saw, for there is scarcely any thing to be done in life to which the adage, " begin right," will not apply. Success is but a synbnyme for beginning right. Who, for example, is the healthiest, the early riser or the sluggard ? It is the man who begins the day right, by leaving his bed with the sun, and inhaling the fresh air of morning, not the one who remains till 6ight or nine o'clock, in a close cham ber, sleeping a dull, stnpifying sleep. Who get' through ins day's work the easiest ! The early riser. The man of business, who is at his store soonest, is always best prepared for the customers of the day, and often, indeed, has sold many a bill before his laggard neighbors are about. Sir. Walter Scott used to have half his day's writing finished before breakfast. A shrewd observer has said that a late riser consumes the day in trying to recover the hours he. lost in the morning. Mind and body are both freshest early in the day. The lawyer should think, the minister study, the author write, the valetudinarian walk or ride, and the mechanic or fanner be at work as early as possible. Nor is this alL Th great bulk of enterprises that fail bwe their ruin to not having been begun right A business is undertaken without sufficient capital, connexion, or katfwfadg. It end tw&vor- ably. Why I Because it was not begun right, A young professional man, whose probationary period of study has been spent in pleasure rather than iu hard reading, complains that he canuot succeed. Why, again ? Because he ha -abJbsgun right either ! A stock company -fctows ! Still why ? Ten -to- one, the means' employed were not adequate to the end, or else it was started with in efficient officers, and jn either casett was not begun right. Two young house-keepers break up their ay establishment, the lady going home, perhaps, to her father's, taking her husband with her. Why ? They did not begin right, for they com menced on too large a scale, forgetting that the expenses of a family increase every year, and that, in no event, is it safe for a man .to live up to h lis mcome. Jui inventor starts a manufactory, in which his improvement in machinery is brought into play; but aftor a while he finds himself in solvent; his factory is sold; another reaps where he has sown. Why 3 Also ! like too many others, he has undertaken mjre than, he has means to carry through ; "he did not begin right aud his ruin was the consequence. But, above a'l things, life should be begun right. Young men rarely know how much their conduct, during their first few years, aff.'cts their subsequent ! ailfPii' It w rwit nnlir nliKir nrinn3 in tna c-imA - " ... ' ... . W . . . j-v. 1 -.'. . I , 111 ,1V ' 1 1 11 V business, form their opinions of them at this time, but that every beginner acquires, , during these years, habits for good or ill which color his whole future career. We have seen some, of the ablest young men, with every advantage of fortune and friends, sow the seeds of ruin and early death, by" indulging too freely in the first years of manhood. We have. seen others, with far less capacity, and without any backing but industry aud energy, rise gradually to fortunend iniluence. Franklin is a familiar illustration of what a man can do who be gins right. If he had been too proud to eat rolls in the street when he was a poor bay, he would never have been Minister Plenipotentiary to the Court of France. . Always begin right! Survey the whole ground before you commence any undertaking, aiJ you will then be prepared to go forward successfully. Neglect this, however, and you "are "almost sure to fail. In o'tuwwWaT'S'MTi..' good com meacement is half the' battle.' friV Irst step is almost certain .defeat. Begin right ! Public Ledger. God's Tenderness. How soothing in the -hour of sorrow, or bereavement, or death, to have the countenance and sympathy of a tender earthly friend ! My soul ! there is one nearer, dearer, tenderer still-the friend that never fails, a tender God. By how many endearing epistles does Jesus exhibit the tenderness of His affection to His people! Does a shepherd watch tenderly over his flock ? " The Lord is my shepherd !" Does a father ex ercise fondest s licittide towards his children ? "I will be a father unto you !" Does a mother's love exceed all earthly types of affectionate tenderness ? " As one whom his mother comfortetb, so will I comfort you !" Is the apple of the ey& the most susceptible part of the most delicate bodily organ ? " He keeps them as the appl,e .of the eye !" He will not break .the bruised reed !" M When the shepherd and bishop of souU" finds a sinner like a'lost sheep stumbling on the dark mountains,' how tenderly he deals with him ! There is no look of wrath no word of upbraiding ; in silent love " He lays him on his shoulders rejoicing !" When Peter falls, he does not unnecessarily wound him. "He might have repeated often and again the piercing look which brought the flood of penitential sorrow. But he gave that look only once ; and if He reminds him again of his three fold denial, it is by thrice repeating the gentlest of questions, " Lovest thou me ?" The gentlest ear- thly parent may speak a harsh word betimes ; it ; may be needlessly harsh, but not so God. " He may seem, like Joseph to his brethren, to speak roughly ; but all the while there is love in his' heart !" The furnace will not burn more fiercely than is absolutely required. . A tender God is seat-i-ed by it, tempering the fury of its flames. Coffee. A, correspondent of the New York Courier and Enquirer, datiug near Rio Janeiro, on the 11th of July, gives some interesting facts re-. lative to the cultivation of coffee. He says : The plant has been known in Brazil tor many years; it is about forty years, however, since the first regular plantation was made by Mr. Moke, a Belgian, who brought the cultivation of coffee to great perfection. The skin contains a vast amount of saccharine matter, and successful attempts have been make to extract from it sugar and spirit ; but either through poor machinery, or other mismanagement, it was found to, be unprofitable, and the experiment was abandoned. The skin is exceedingly sweet, almost as much so to the taste as the sugar can. ; The coffee plant can be propagated from the seed, but the most prevalent method is by young plants, which may be had by the thousand on old., plantations. The young tree is taken off in Aug ust generally when it is about two years old and planted" in good soil. The fourth year it bears coffee, and the fifth year, it commences to bear re gular crops, the yield being from a pound and a half te three pounds per tree. Trees hare been known to last for many' years on good ricb. toil, and some on Mr. Moke's plantation are still bear ing which were planted thirty years ago, on hill aides, however, where the soil is light, the plant de cays in the course of eight or ten years, f b pick ing season has already commenced, and in the low land it generally concludes by the end of August ; among the hills, however where there are frequent showers, and where there it roucb shade, the sea son does net cfcw until scctfe tiara, ia t getvtrbvT
