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t t I -. A V ti I " ! i ; . f .lt WILLIAM D. COOKE, A FAMILY NEWSPAPER U T R A L IN POLITICS. TERMS, EDITOR k PROPRIETOR TWO DOLLARS PER AMI M. t i. I Bebtitctr to all tfje js$n Itrests of Soutl), iterate, true atton, rttultut Itos, fye iWatftete, & .I '- 1 VOL III. XO. 14. RALEIGH, XOMH CAROLINA, SATURDAY, MARCH, 11, 1854. WHOLE NO. 118 IE . SUIT. APT- DflffTBV i u u u ij u i i u n iiu. BABY MAY. Delicious little tit-bits of poetry sometimes go the round of the papern, which need only the pre fix of distinguished author's name to make thenx universally admired. As it is, they are just glanc ed oyer, with the' remark, " I wonder who wrote that f " and forgotten. Of this sort is the follow ing: !'. ;- - When the charming month of flowers j Lit her earliest ray, Came one from the angel bowers : . To this pleasant home of ours, For a while to stay : So, acknowledsing the favor We would think of nothing graver, And the months own name we gave her 1 Baby May! f ritter name was never given . L So we fondly say; Who have. found the light of heaven ' ":In her smile from' morn to even, " Thrbugh the live long day; . For the sweet month's incarnation Is this Eden exhalation, With her Spring-time appellation, Baby" May! '., ' - All the sweets of earliest roses, -. On the dew-bent spray ; , All the beauty that reposes i , I In the blossom when it closes At the shut of day, . All the music that is ringing -r Where the birds and brooks are singing, She to ns is fondly bringing i ' ' Iaby May. . a ' , j : Loud their dismal stories telling , Round us all the day, . Rude December winds are swelling ; ' But upon our peaceful dwelling Sunshine smiles for aye ; For, -within this' home of ours, . Though the bleak December lowers, Dwells the light of all the flowers Baby May SELECTED STORY. From the N. Y. National Magazine. ARTHUR SUTHERLAND'S TWO JOUR ; . KEYS. ' "AVe shall have a moist night of it, sir," said the coachman .of the Emerald to a yourg man who shared the coach box with him ;' " will you be kind enough to hold the reins while I slip on my .coat -I" " And a stormy night, too," he added, when that operation was performed " There vfras a -flash ! thick of it." We shall soon be iu the " With, all my heart," said Arthur Sutlier land : "I don't mind a little damp. But cannot you give the poor woman a place inside ?. There are no inside passengers, I think." - . The words were kindly spoken, and the " poor woman" looked thanks to. the young man, who, for his part, seemed rather to enjoy the pelting rain, which succeeding a hot July day, was laying the dust of the broad turnpike road, and stirring' up a refreshing scent from the meadows and hedges which lined iU' ' Our story is of the by-gone days, when rail roads, as travelling roads, were only beginning to be talked of, and 'were the standing joke of travellers, reviewers, and theoretical philoso phers. '; , " Beautiful ! grand !" exclaimed the young man, suddenly, before the "driver had time -Jo reply to his question, as a vivid flash, of forked lightning, followed by a. loud peal of thunder, caused the higH-bred horses to plunge iu their traces, and proved the coachman's anticipations to be correct and in course of speedy fulfilment. The same flash arid peal which startled the horses ..and -.'excited admiration of the ; young traveler, drew from the poor woman just behind a faint cry of alarm; and on' turning his head, Arthur saw that she :is pale and trem- blim'. and that the infant 'she carried was con s' - . - vulsively clasped to her bosom. He ?aw, too, that the slight summer cloak she wore, and the additional shawl which she had drawn over herJt bonnet and spread around her baby, were art in sufficient protection from the rain, which was l.o'w coming down-' in. right earnest.; " Surel v you will let her get inside," -lie said compassionately; "poor thing! she and her child. will be wet through in another five niin- utes." . ' " " We shall change horses' directly ," replied the coachman-; "and then I will seo what lean do ; but our governors are very particular. If - they wre to know of my doing such a thing, I should get a dressing But,' on such a night as ' this is likely to be " - - The coach drew up to the inn door,- even as the coachman was speaking; and while tfio four panting, steaming horses were exchanged for a team fresh from tie stable, the young woman andj her infant were. much, to their conlfort transferrt d from the outside to the inside of the , coach. . . j . i; ... - The storm increased -in its fury" as the evening: grew on. : The lightning was fearfully brilliant and almost incessant, the thunder was terrific, 'and the rain poured down i in torrents. The three or four outer passengers, wrapping them selves up in comfortable waterproof coats and . cloaks, and pulling their hat-i over their eyes, si lently wondered when it would be over, only . now and then expressing a fear,: which seemed not without foundation; that the horses would no stand it much longer, and that the off lead er, especially, would bolt " before one could say Ji k Robinson.",- ' , But there was no such yatastfophe ; and an other Itaiafo was accomplished, c The thunder storm had partially-abated ; but the rkin still" poured down heavily, as the coachman threw " the ribbons" to the housekeeper, and a waiter from tlin inn ventured out upon the now muddy road to announce that the coach would! remain there half an lour, aud that a supper jwas on the table, if the passengers would please to alight. ; Glad to change his position, and not unmind- ful tf the .demands of a youthful and sfiarp ap- petite, Arthur Sutherland had accepted the In vitation, and was entering the, supper room, when a loud and angr) altercation at fhe inn door arrested his attention and his steps. "Is she an inside passenger, I ask? ghat's all I want to know ;" the voice was domineering and fierce. I "No, sir, she is not;" this was the coach man "but she has got an infant, and Us .going all the way to Birmingham, and isn't over and above well clothed for the journey, nigfit travel ing and all ; and as there wasn't any orje inside, and the storm came on, I thought thefe wasn't any harm " ' The coachman was interrupted in his apology and explanation by a coarse- oath, and a decla ration that if he didn't mind what he was about, the Emerald should soon have another driver, with an insinuation that there was sonie unde'r standing between him and the woman about an extra fee, but that he (the angry speaker) would be one too many for him (the accomodating coachman) this time. - " There isn't anything of the sort,'? replied the coachman bluntly ; " and here's fa gentle man," pointing to Arthur, who had cme for ward a few steps, "that can tell you j so. He knows when and why I put the woman inside." The young gentleman, thus appealed to, briefly explained that at his earnest solicitation the poor woman was accomodated with an in side place when the storm came ofi. " She would have been drenched to the skin bv this time," he added, " if she had retained her for- mer seat on the top of the coach." j "That doesn't signify," retorted the other, who was evidently one of the coach proprietors, upon whom the Emerald had lighted lomewhat unexpectedly, and upon whose overbearing and defiant address the outward costume pf a gen tleman sat misfittingly, while his temper was probably roughened by the light l(ad of the Emerald that night ; " it -doesn't' signijfy.; if the woman goes inside, she 'must pay iliside fare, that's all ; and returning to the coach door, he in, a few words placed the alternative fbefore the traveler. I - '"Idid not think of its being suj;h a.night when the coach started," the woman; said in a soft g ntle voice ; "and if I had known it, I had nothing warmer to put on ; but jl dare say 1 shall do very well,, she added, resignedly ; " at least, if it: wasn't for the poor baby." And, wrapping this object of her solicitude as warm ly as she could in her shawl, she ws stepping irom the coach, when the young man again in terfered, i; " It is a great shame," he said, inidignantly ; and I shouldn't have expected "j " I should like to knew what business you have to interfere, sir," said the proprietor,- hot- ly ; 1 you had better pay the inside fare for her yourself, if you think so much about St." "Very well, I will then," returned the young man. "Please to keep your seat, mf good wo man, and I'll make it all right." I " I couldn't think of it, sir," said she; but before she could frame a remonstrance in suita ble words, the proprietor and her young cham pion had both disappeared ; and while she was hesitating what to do next, the coachman came forward and informed her that she yas to keep her inside place the rest of the way. This set tled the matter. . i i "Lome, air. Mimeriancj, snouted a voice fronvthe supper-room ; "you are going to help us, arn't you ? Here's some good stowage ; but you must make' haste about it; nothing like Mime present: it will soon be 'Times up, gen tlemen.' " i! " Thank you," replied Arthur ; " but I am not going to take supper this evening." The extra fare had dipped deeply into a purse not very well lined. If the "poor woman" had known the penance to which her young cham pion. doomed himself as the price of bis generos ity, and how, in the drenching raini which last ed all the remainder of the journey, lie was fain to content himself with munching and (humbling a dry biscuit, just to amuse his internal conomy with the hope of something better to follow, she would not, I think, have passed the night so comfortably as, in her ignorance, she did. But however this might be, in due time, or within half an. hour of it, the Emerald drove up to the office of the "Hen and Chickens," where in the early morning, a pleasant-looking, manly young mechanic was, among others, waiting the arrival. A gleam of satisfaction passed over his countenance as he scrutinized the roof of the coach. " : "I am glad she didn't come through such a night as this has been," he said to a fellow-workman by his side. " She is delicate and timid, and wasn't wel' provided with cloakinr, either; and the poor baby " i " Here Alex ," the voice of his wife from the open coach window stopped short the young man's colloquy j and he hasLened to open the door. ' f As the reader may respnably doubt whether any per son in such cifcum&tancea could act so brutally, the wri ter has to say that he was on the coach-top that night, and witnessed the scene described, and has given a mild ver- :' -Tr?.U .-t-.j-.ti:- jyj - . '? Bless you, Edith! you here? I thought jou woulun t have ' come in such weather, and I didn't think to look for vou inside, anv- how." " O, I .wanted to get home so badly," said the young traveller, putting her infant into its father's arms whereupon it began to" kick and crow u a good 'un," as he said afterwards ; "and beside," she added, " it didn't seem like rain when we left London, or perhaps I might not have come." Well, I am glad you were able to get an inside place." " I shouldn't though," said Edith, " If it had not been for a young gentleman " and she looked round to thank her friend afresh, just in time to see him turn the corner of New street. "There! I am vexed," she said; and on her way home, like a dutiful wife, she gave her hus band a true and full account of her incidents of travel, from the Bull and Mouth, in London, to the office in Birmingham. A few weeks afterwards, one Sunday morning, as Arthur Sutherland, with his sister, was walk ing toward church, he passed a respectable young couple, in one of whom he recognized the 'f poor woman," his travelling companion-. It was plain that he, too, was remembered, for in another minute the man had turned and was at Arthur's elbow. "Excuse my freedom, sir," he s. id ; "but I wish to thank you for your kindness to my Edith my wife, I mean that terrible night she came down from London." " Don't speak a word about it," replied the youth ; " I am glad that I was able to give a litJ tie assistance ; but it isn't worth montioning. I hope your wife didn't get any harm ; for she had some of the storm as it was." " Not the least in the world, sir ; but she might have got a good deal if she had come all the way outside of the coach. She had been to London to see her friends, and hadn't more than enough left to pay her fare down. I think you was money out of pocket, sir," the man ad ded, after a little hesitation; "and if you wouldn't be offended at my offering to pay back asrain 'Not a word about it, my good fellow; I could n't think of it- " ' Then, sir, 1 must thank you for it, and hope to be able to leturn the kindness in some other way ;". and the man rejoined his young wife. "That's young Sutherland," he said. " His father's a Regular screw, they say ; but this one has got agood name, as far as he can do. any thing. If the old gentleman had been on the coach that night instead of the voung one you might have been wet through fifty times before be would have said a single word for Edith." " Wrhatnew friend have you picked up now, Arthur ?" asked his sister when the short con ference was ended ; "and what is that about the coach ? I euess now whv you had to borrow of me the day after your journey, to make up your book, as you said ?' Well, never mind now, Jessy ; I'll tell you all about it another day," said Arthur. ' ' Years passed away, and! Arthur Sutherland, now a man in his own right, was again a travel ler from' London to Birmingham, but by a dif ferent mode of conveyance. It was on a dark afternoon in winter that he entered a second class carriage at Euston Square, and, wrapping around him a railway blanket, and exchanging his hat for a fur cap which he' took from his pock et, he leaned back in a comfortable corner, and half closing his eves, waited patiently, the sig nal of starting. Arthur was in that kind of dreamy mood in Which little note is taken of surrounding objects. He had tba; same day landed in England, after, a long and stormy voyage, and an absence from home of two or three years. Physically, he' was well-inclined to sleep through the five hours of monptonous dullness which were, for that time at any rate, to wind up his journeyijig ex perience ; but, mentally, he was never more wakeful. It might be sufficient to account for this, that' images of home rose up before him, one after another, as he drew near to it, and mingled tather distractingly ' with the reminis cences of his travels in o$he,r hemispheres, and his calculations of profit and loss which might accrue from it ; for his had been a commercial enterprise". But there were other thoughts and images, which jostled all the rest into a corner, and their combined with them to tantalize his body with the vain hope of needed and refresh ing oblivion in sleep. A patnership in his fath er's business was in immediate prospect, and a J-home of his own, and a wife. Such a wife, too, as his would be ! and so long as he had waited, and so hard as he Ead striven to overcome one obstacle, after another which had arisen to post pone the union ; if not absolutely to forbid it, but which iiao! been over.ome at last! No won der that Arthur Sutherland was in a dreamy mood, yet sleepless So dreamy indeed was he that he had scarce- ly noticed, before the train started, two other travellers, who were sharing with him the com partment he had entered; and when he did p revive' that he was not alone, the lisht from the oil lamp in. the carriage roof told him little more than that the person opposite to him was a toan of respectable exterior and middle age. and that by his sida was a etout something in a bear-skiijf coat, with breath not free from strong suspicion of ardent spirits, which made dose contact anything bnt pleasant, and more- over with a voice rough, grating, and loud. Our friend had travelled too far and long to be very fastidious; but, nevertheless, coming to a speedy conclusion that it would be more agree able to himself to indulge in his own particular reveries than to hold commuirou with his fellow-travellers, he settled himself more firmly in his corner, and started off his imagination a fresh into the cloud-land of the happy future. Miles and miles the train sped along the iron road, and many stations were passed. Mean while the dreamy traveller became gradually aware that a conversation, apparently of some interest to his companions, was passing between them ; and, as his ears were not altogether closed against earthly sounds, he caught up in sensibly some scraps of intelligence relating to events which, though common-place enough at that paiticular time, had to him a tone of no velty, lie heard, for instance, of princely for tunes which had been run up in an inconceiva bly short space of time in the railway share market ; of the mad excitement which had at tended the blowing up of the big bubble ; of the tricks and schemes of knowing ones in buy ing in and selling out, in starting illusory schemes and making profitable merchandise of i human folly ; of the bursting of the bubble at last, and the ruin of hundreds, who, in making haste to be rich, had lost the substance of the shadow, and pierced themselves through with many sorrows.; and of the distrust which recent disclosures had spread through every commercial circle. " I don't like it I never did like, this sort of wholesale gambling," said the gentleman in the opposite corner ; " and they are scarcely to be pitied who have got their fingers well bitten by putting them into the trap. Their families, to be" sure, will have to suffer that's the worst of it.' P " Ah, well, Mr. Smith," retorted the man with the loud voice and beat-skin coat, who sat by Arthur's side, " I can't say but what there has been a good deal of knavery at the bottom of it all ; but if people will be cheated, let 'em, I say. But I shouldn't have thought of hearing you run down railroads, however." . "I don't run down railroads," sHd the gen tleman, in a quiet tone ; " and I can only say that I am thankful I have had so much to do with their practical working, as you know, as to leave me neither time nor! inclination to play at pitch and toss upon thni." " I say," said the wearer of the bear-skin coat, in. a confidential tone, nudging Arthur's side, to attract his attention, when the train was stopping at a station at which their fellow traveller had for a minute or two alighted "I say, do you know that gent!" " No, sir," replied Arthur Sutherland, sleep ily." " Ah !" resumed bear-skin, drawing a long breath, " a lucky fellow that. Why, you must have heard of Smith Alexander Smith the great railway man ?"- " No, I haven't," said Arthur ; "I have been abroad a good while, and have not been a day n England." " O, that accounts for it. You will hear about him then. ' "Well, that's he. Ten or a dozen years ago he was nothing but a Birmingham mechanic ; but some lucky hit he made about railroads gave him a lift, and now they say he's worth no end of money. You should just go and look at his factory that's all." O, said Arthur Sijtberland ; iand at the same moment Mr. Alexander Smith re-entered the carriage." " Aftar all, Mr. Smith," said the bear-skin- nedf traveller, resuming the conversation. " there 4s some excitement, though, in this gambling, as you call it. There was some fun in it while it lasted, at any rate. And if some lost, others won, and 'tis about square." " How many losers to one winner, sir ?" re lied Mr. Smith, rather sharply ; " no, sir, it isn't square, nor any thing like it; and so it wiH turn out in the long run. Look at the bankrupt list in every gazette, and say what you think of that, sir?" "Ah !" responded the other, " things are out of square there, at all events. By the way, an other of your nobs is gone, I see what's-his- name in street, I mean." Yes, sir ; I am sorry for it. Fifty thousand pounds, they say, and not five shillings in the pound, nor anything like it; and all gone in this mad, wild-goose chase after railway scrip. And yet, it was done so secretly, and the party had such a reputation for wealth, and shrewd ness too, that a week ago it was looked upon as one of the firmest houses in Birmingham." There was something in the tone the conver sation had taken which arrested the young tra veller's attention. The street mentioned was that in which his father's business was carried on ; and he felt some curiosity to know which of his neighbors was spoken of as Mr. What's- his-name. Meanwhile the conversation went on. "Perhaps you have got let in there, Mr. Smith?" " No, sir, not a penny," was the answer. "O, I fancied you might," said bear-skin; " you said you were sorry." " Well, sir, I suppose it is possible to be sor ry for others as well as for one's self. I am sor ry, too, for these shocks that are given to com mercial confidence ; it seems to he coming to .that now, that everybody will be suspected, and as much mischief will be done that way as has already been done in another. Besides, I am sorry for Mr. Sutherland and his family " Id . moment Arthur was effectually recalled j from his land of dreams ; and before 1 Mr. Smith could finish the sentence he had begun, he was ! interrupted by the voice of the hitherto silent traveller. " Excuse me, sir ; but did you say that Mr. Sutherland " Arthur stopped short there ; he could not frame the question that trembled on his lips to his own satisfaction. " It is of Mr. Sutherland I was speaking, fir," repFed Mr. Smith, mildly. "But not of j , that is, you do not mean that there is a , that there is anything wrong in Mr. Sutherland's affairs?" 1 It is too well known by this time to be doubted. You have heard that his name was iu yesterday's gazette, and his place is closed. The common report is that Mr. Sutherland has ruin ed himself by railway transactions, and that he is involved to the amount I have stated." " But not Mr. Everard Sutherland ?" said Arthur, with increasing agitation, which all his efforts could not subdue. " Some other pei6on of the same name, perhaps ; not Mr. Everard Sutherland, of street ? There must be a mistake." But no; the reply he received precluded all possibility of mistake ; and thankful now for the dull light of the railway lamp, the young man, stunned and bewildered by the sudden and unexpected intelligence of his father's ruin, sank back again into his corner, his pleasant dy-d reams all dispersed, and in their stead a confused and tangled web of gloomy forebod ings. Shortly afterwards, the rough-coated man left the train, and Arthur became aware that he was undergoing the scrutinizing gaze of his only remaining companion. Before he could screen himself from this disagreeable examination, the silence was broken. " I am' not wrong, I think," said the gentle man whom we have introduced as Mr. Smith, " in believing that I address Mr. Arthur Suther land ?" " I am Arthur Sutherland, certainly," replied the young man ; "but you have the advantage of me, sir. I have never before had the pleasure f meeting Mr. Smith,. I believe." "Once before, sir, under different circum stances rather ; but that is of no consequence now. I have to apologize, very sincerely I as sure vou, for the pain I have unintentionally given. I was not at all aware who was my tra veiling companion when I spoke of " "It is of rio consequence, sir," said Arthur; if what you say is true, I must have known it to-night ; and a few hours sooner or later makes no difference ;" and he again relapsed into a silencs from which has fellow-traveller did not attempt to rouse him, until the shrill scream of the engine gave note that the end of the journey was reached. Then Mr. Smith spoke aein. " One word with you, Mr. Sutherland," he said, respectfully ; ." I am afraid you will find matters i j a sad state ; it seems strange to me that you knew nothing of this before ; but, at all events, I have been thinking I may be of some little use to you ; and if so, here is my card, come and see me." Arthur mechanically took the offered card, and muttered an acknowledgment of thanks for me proterea kindness ; in a tew minutes a car was conveying him and his luggage from the railway station to his father's house. "Tell me, Jessy," were almost the first words he uttered, as his sister, in tears of mingled sor- row and gladness, welcomed his arrival, is what I have heard this night true ?" "Dear Arthur, you have heard nothing too sorrowful to be true. We are ruined !" " And our father 'what of him, Jessy ?" She shook her head mournfully. The mad excitement of a few months, and its results, had brought about an imbecility of both mind and body, painful to witness. "You are our only hope now, Arthur. 0 ? how glad I am you are come back at last." Arthur Sutherland slept little that night. In the news which his sister had confirmed he fore saw the downfall of all the hopes which had so recently shed 6uch a bright halo round the fu ture. The partnership would be a partnership n poverty and disgrace, an-! the matrimonial engagement must end in bitter disappointment. I am sorry for you, Arthur," said the father of the young lady the next day, when the young man called on him at his counting-house "and I must say you have behaved honorably in com ing to me first ; but your own good sense will tell you that the connection ought to be drop ped altogether. You know I did not give my consent to it very willingly at first ; and now There needed nothing more than the emphatic " now" and Arthur returned home agitated and cast down. The arrival of Arthur Sutherland, however, was very opportune. He had a good reiport among his father's creditors ; and it .was known that be had had no share in the errors which had brought about the failure. His assistance was valuable in winding tip the heavy affairs of the bankruptcy ; and, with straightforward and honorable frankness, he made his services avail able to the utmost. One evening, while the business was yet un completed, and after the harassing duties of the day were over, as he was slowly returning from the counling-honse to bis father's residence, he was accosted by a gentleman whom he dimly recognized as the companion of his railwayjour ney. " I have been expecting and hoping yon wonld take me at my word, Mr. Sutherland, and won'd have called on me before now. But as you have not, I ws just going to find -you! Are you disengaged f If you are,, and will allow me, I will walk homewards with you." Arthur took the offered arm. "And now, what are you doing ! how are you getting on ? But I need; scarcely ask you this ; for everybody I meet speaks in praise of your disinterested efforts to make the best of this disastrous affair ; and, now I think of what I am saying, I am not sorry you have not been to see me before now." "What is the meaning of this?" thought Arthur ; hut he did not speak, and presently "is home was reached. " And now, Mr. Sutherland," said Mr. Smith, when they were alone, " may I ask what you intend doing when these affairs are finally set tled?" Arthur replied that he had formed no plans for the future. He supposed, however, that a mercantile situation might be obtained. " Your father's business was a good one, I be lieve, Mr. Sutherland ; why not take it into your own hands ?" , We shall not report further of the conversa tion of that evening. Arthpr found that, by some means, he had obtained the good-will of a sympathizing and able friend ; and after the in terview which was prolonged to a late hour1 the young man entered the room in which his sister was waiting for him, in a more hopeful frame of mind than he had enjoyed since his re turn home. A few weeks passed away ; and then it be came known that Arthur Sutherland had enter ed on the business which his father had been compelled to relinquish, with all the advantages of an enlarged and profitable foreign trade which he had been the means of opening. He made no mystery of the fact that the unsolicited assis tance of Mr. Smith had enabled him to take this step ; and when this was explained, all wonder ceased ; for the large-hearted, open-handed, but sometimes eccentric liberality of that gentleman was no secret. Nevertheless, there was a mys tery which for months afterwards remained uncleared ; and we hasten on to its disclosure, leaving it to the imagination of those of our read ers who think that a story of ups and down is by no means complete if it does not end with a wedding, to guess for them selves how Arthur Sutherland again wooed, and finally won the lady of his choice. " There was a wedding then ?" Yes, a very quiet, modest affair indeed, ma' am ; not at all such a one as you would approve, if you are in any way given to romantic musings. But there was a wedding, and that is something; and a few wedding visits were paid, and in due time returned. "You never saw Mrs. Smith before, do you say, Mr. Sutherland ?" It was in Mr. Smith's drawing-room that this fragment of a conversa tion passed. " Never before she did us the honor to call the other day. Never, at least, that I can re member." " Look again, Mr. Sutherland ; . are you quite sure? And this girl" laying his hand on his eldest daughter, " have you never seen her be fore ?" Arthur was puzzled by the tone of the speak er ; but he repeated the assurance that if he had ever had that pleasure his memory played him falsely. " Perhaps you will refresh our friend's me mory, Edith," said Mr. Smith to his wife. " Do you not remember," asked the lady, in a soft gentle voice, "a dreadful 6torm, on a July night, many years ago ; and travelling from ondon on the coach,-and a poor young woman ightly clad, with an infant in her arms, a fel- ow-passenger "Yes, yes, I, certainly remember that- all that," said Arthur, eagerly, for the truth at once flashed on his mind.' ' -:, " And the poor woman's' foolish alarm ? and the harshness of the coach proprietor, who would have turned her out of the coach ? and how it was he did not do it ?" " And that young woman's husband, Mr. Sutherland," continued Mr. Smith, M who told you that he would find means of repaying the kindness which was shown without expectation of reward or thanks f Have you never happen ed to meet with him since in your travels ? Tell him, Edith, what you know about it?" "am that poor woman," said Edith. It was even so; the seed of a little kindness, sown years, before, had sprung up and -borne this goodly fruit. Tbe bread cast upon the waters had returned after many days. - . Crossing Hampstead Heath, Erskine saw a ruffianly driver most unmercifully pummelling a miserable bare-boned pack horse, and on re mostrating with him received this answer: 4 Why, it's ray own, mayn't I use it as I pleasef As' the fellow spoke he discharged a fresh shower of blows on the raw back of the beast. Erskine, much irritated by this "brutality, laid two or three sharp blows of his walking-stick over the shoulders of the cowardly offender, who, crouching and grumbling, asked him what busi ness be had to touch him with his stick! 'Why,' replied Erskine, 'my stick is my own, mayn't I use it as I please.' .- What is the difference between an attempt ed homicide and a Cincinnati hog butchery ! One is assault with intent to kill, and the other is a kill with intent to salt. ' ' " The Ltttlb rDKAaJ1 Now, my love, have you got your lesson of" " No, , ma, but I've cot the hack of the catechism oft" I v, - . MiSCELLAHEOUS. A FOREIGNER IN TROUBLE; The following funny - incident is extracted from an article in the last number 6t BladcwowT AfcraziW,entitled " The English at Home, by d Frenchman abroad : i A Frenchman newly arrived at London, :, impa- tient to see the town, but fearful of not pndiDg his ty t0 hia hot? Caefu11 -Pf a card the mean printed on the wall at the cor ner of the street in which it was situated! This done, he felt himself safe, and set out for a ram- ble, much; upon the principal vulgarly known as , followingione's nose. The whole daylong he strolled and stared to his hearts content wear ied at last, he jumped into a cab, and with the easy, confident air of a man who feels pjrfectly at home,:he read from tlftTcard he had prudent ly preserved, and named the street he dwelt in. The cab-pan grinned horribly. This English pronunciation is sadly difficult," said the French-., mau to himself ; 1'he does not understai d me." And he placed the card before the ma i's eye. Cabby grinned more than ever, gazec. in his fare's astonished face, and ended, by sticking his hands in his pockets aud roaring with li.ughter. . Iudignation on the part of the foreigner ; he ap pealed to a passer-by, who gravely listened to him at j&rst, but, upon beholding his card, join-, ed one and all in chorus with the coachman. The Frehchman now got furious, swon (Stamp ed gesticulated, like a candidate for Be Ham. He weipt so fer as to threaten the laughers ; a crowd assembled, every-body sympathised with him til they learned the circumstances of the case, when they forthwith joined in thi infect ious hijarity. Up came the police, thoj e guar dian angels of bewildered Foreigners in London's labyrinth. The aggrieved Gaul felt sure of sym pathy, Wuccor and revenge. He waa never more mistaken. The gentleman in blue roared like." the rest. They evidently could not hejlp it. ' Compunction mingled with theiv mirth, nut they nevertheless guffawed exceedingly. To what ex tremities the desperate Frenchman migbt have proceeded, it is impossible to say, had not a gentleiman acquainted with his language ap peared upon the scene.' He too laughed vio lentlyj on beholding the card, and when he had spokejn a few words to the Frenchman, the Frencshman laughed likewise, which was a sig nal for a re-cornmencement of the gen ;rol hil arity.; The address so carefully copied by the Foreigner was the following :-"Commit uo nui- sance. ; . BOYS GET AHEAD- When we see young men spending all they make, and when we consider the great! import- ancejof a little cash capital to their future pros perity, we are amazed that their own common sense does not,urge with sufficient impprtunity the duty of trying to save, if it be everko littlej fromi present earnings towards a future capital. We once heard of a gentleman who lad risen from' poverty to wealth and influence, by his own ! prudence and industry, enforcing the sav ing plan in this way. Suppose, said he,Krou had six ejgs to live upon daily. Now, it ia clear, if you Seat all the eggs every day, you will never have:any ahead to depend upon. But if by. self denial, you can save" one of these egg to-day, or this week, aud another next day jor week, you can ' soon have besides your six egjgs daily, one, two or more hens, that will give fou one, two or three dozen eggs, instead of the half dozen you had first. You will not suffer in any respect from the little self-denial necessary at , firsthand when once you have set hi pain the egg-producing influence, it goes on ofj itself, as it were, lhe one egg saved, gives you a hen, which produces indefinitely, and then if you choojse you can eat your half dozen eg js daily, ... and ptill be gaining from the first saving. Ve have often thought of the simple illus tration as comprehending in an egg-sh :11 whole volumes of political economy, and recommend it toj our young readers as worthy of practice. people's Organ. Telegraph Miracles. It may not be gen erally known that operators in magnetic tele graph offices become so familiar with tbe sound of the instrument through which the receive communications, as to know what it satvs ; that is, they learn to understand the rap and pauses as a language, and without the necess't of hav ing rthe marks and dots taken upon aj moving slipjof paper, can, from the sound alone, write out communications. And, perh aps, every body " does not understand that an operator at one office may have connection with a hundred offices, and write in them all at the same time At the telegraph office, where communications are- passing from New Orleans to New York, evety word going both ways may be understood. The operator is heard to call New' York, from New Orleans, and in an instant the reply passes ; on its return..... - , , . s '.. ;r':3-';;t In this manner, items of intelligence business notices, messages and jokes, between the .opera- . tore, are daily exchanged over the enormous cir- - cuijt of two thousand miles, aqd the most . won-. derful fact of all is, that a person familiar with the business, can stand on the side-walk in front of be office, in this city, when the communica tiops are complete, and by, the ticking of the instrument, can understand the messages as they ply at inconceivable speed can hear the opera tori at New Orleans call, " Hallo. New York P and catch the response from the Empire' city of " Ay, ay, sir I" while drawing.; "a single breath. -4 Commercial. 5v 1 1 c-- if- . 'I '-Ji i It it .5. SYj .!$:; I'i ': !'! 3s- i - t:f-
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