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the coffin lid, I observed my friend to shudder, and To the eye of the youthful, when the feelings of the when the grave hid it from his view, he sunk on the heart are unchecked, and fancy revels among her most ground in a state of insensibility. He was carried to fragrant flowers, the world rises to view, surrounded his dwelling, and I was well aware that death would with all her dazzling colors. But too often he is called ere long possess himself of another victim. Every day to mourn over joys desolated, and too often the young
I watched his countenance as he grew paler and paler, heart blighted in its spring, sinks a victim to an untimely and I knew I must soon lose the friend of my youth. grave. Such is man: building his happiness upon the One evening, about a month after I had seen the tomb most unstable foundations, the slightest accident may
close upon his destined wife, I went to see him; his crumble the base, and strew his hopes around in me chamber was darkened, but a solitary lamp shed its lancholy devastation. Life, like a summer sea, lays, feeble light around and showed, his pale features, on to the unpractised eye, in all its azure serenity – the which the damps of death were fast seitling. At my golden beams of pleasure dance upon its surface, and approach a faint smile illuminated his countenance, but the bark of happiness floats along in peace and tran- his speech had failed. I sat and watched him. The quility. But the blast soon arrives ; the wave lifts its recollection of the many blissful hours we had spent crested breast; the clouds of misery frown around, and together, sprung up in my mind, and pierced my heart the frail bark is tossed and dashed against the rocks of with agony. A short time since and his bosom danced despair. James was the playmate of my child
with life and hope, now he was fast sinking in the emnhood and the friend of my youth. Endowed with the brace of death. A low murmer from my friend interbrightest genius and a noble heart, “none knew him rupted my meditations, and I stepped to his bed-side. but to love him, or named him but to praise.” There He motioned me to raise him up in my arms
he cast are recollections which never fade away, but brighten his eyes upon me, but they were dimmed, and as I the heart and shed their sunshine influence on the past. listed his head, with a faint sigh he breathed his last. In the cloudless days of joy and happiness, when the
The sun was sinking in the west, and throwing his soul rejoices in the orient ray of being, the friendships farewell beams upon nature, as I followed the form of which are formed are never forgotten. Though years my friend to the narrow house appointed for all. have rolled away since I saw thee, my friend, laid cold few scattered clouds floated on the horizon, and an air on the bed of death ; yet memory still dwells upon thy of tranquility was spread o'er the landscape. As I saw virtues, and my heart still cherishes thy remembrance. the coflin descending in the dark and silent grave, my How often have we pursued the sports of our child- heart beat with an agony too deep for words. And hood and war:dered together, to inhale the balmy breath when all was finished and the mourners had departed, of morn, and watch the last gleam of a dying sunset. I threw myself upon the earth, and tears.deep and unHe was kind and affectionate. Thus passed our days of controlled burst from my eyes. In the intenseness of childhood. The world, which we had seen as it were my grief I called upon him who could no more hear; at a distance, now appeared before us, and the rainbow all the past thronged upon my memory, and my brain of happiness spread its radiant arch to our delighted burned alınost to madness. Though time has in some eyes. My friend thought with all the fire of genius, degree healed the wounds afiliction made, yet my heart and his imagination pictured out scenes which were
still bleeds for him, the unfortunate, the ill-fated
A, never to be realized. The rosy tie of love bound his heart with one who possessed feelings as susceptible as his own.
With one, how beautiful! He loved -- she Nature is our benefactor and friend. It is not, how. smiled on him — and his heaven was cloudless. The ever, in the fresh and bright hours of life, when pleabridal day was fixed, and the breast of my friend already sure wreathes its rose-buds for our brow, when a clear glowed with the thoughts of happiness. I saw her a heaven is in our hearts that we appreciate and love her. short time before the marriage tie was to bind them The world—that glittering phantasmagoria of hope lies together, and never shall her image fade from my me- before us, bright as Eden, and we pine to enter it. We mory. Anticipating her as the wife of my friend, 1 turn away from the purity and glory of nature. But felt the warmest sentiments of admiration,
that world which receives its tinges from imagination Obliged to leave them for a few days, I set out on my is soon displayed. Truth tears asunder the glittering journey, in the hope that on my return I should find veil which conceals its harsh and repulsive features, the them united. My business being transacted, I returned, magic is gone, and we see but a gloomy scene where full with the prospect of seeing the friend of my youth sin sows its tares, and death gathers his harvests. It is joyful and happy. As I approached the dwelling, the only when the sick soul turns away with disgust from deepest silence reigned around. I heard a soft low sob disappointment, that nature woos us to her bosom. The of grief; the door was opened, and I saw the lovely linked seasons then scatter their charms for us, and a being laying motionless in death, and over her bent the beauty we heeded not before lights each object upon form of my friend. I advanced towards him, but he which we gaze. heeded me not; I spoke to him, but he was silent. He The lover of nature can fully appreciate the idea of stood, his hands locked, and his eye fixed upon her Byron that “high mountains are a feeling." There is face, now so pale and death-like. As the coffin was something so lofty, so magnficent in a mountain, as raised I joined the procession in order that I might though the Eternal had there set His seal, that our souls follow to the grave the remains of her who was once enlarge as we look at it, and it seems like the christian's so beautiful and lovely, As the clods rattled on faith towering up towards heaven. The cloud covers
it as with a mantle, as our sinful thoughts sometimes
Gleanings-By a Reader-No. 2 shade that faith, but the sunshine then bursts brilliantly Mocked to Death.--The following interesting story is upon its brow, as renewed belief shines forth from the related by Captain Jesse, in his recent work, entitled temporary darkness.
“Scenes and Tales of Country Life.” And night, regal and glorious, dark and melancholy A gentleman of my acquaintance had an American night. Now wearest thou thy golden diadem of stars like mocking bird, in such health and vigor that it was either a queen. Now the moon like a splendid gem glitters upon constantly singing, or else imitating the various sounds thy brow, and now thou frownest upon the earth with it heard. In order to try the powers of this bird, its the black storm-cloud streaming around thee. In thy owner purchased a fine sky-lark. When placed in the calm hours thou art the nurse of thoughts that lift and same room with the mocking-bird, the song of the formpurify the soul – in thy ear are whispered many er was heard to echo through the house as if it were things which befitteth not the sunshine – the timid chanting on fluttering wing its well-known welcome to hope, the struggling wish, the aspiration we hardly the rising sun. The mocking bird wag silent for some dare acknowledge to ourselves. The brilliance of time, but at last burst forth in the strains of the “ærial day thou hast not, but the sweetness, the tenderness songster,” but louder and clearer, as if mounting and and rest, with which the weary soul invests heaven, stretching its wings towards Heaven. The lark was sithou alone possesseth.
lent from that moment, nor was a joyous note ever heard And little nature recks of the folly or wisdom of man. from it afterwards. Wishing to test the powers of the The battle field is red, but her sky is stainless ; the tear mocking.bird still further, an unusually large price was falls and the heart breaks, but her sunshine is glad and given for a blackbird, celebrated for its vocal powers.her music mirthful. Man, the insect that creeps upon It was placed in the same room with the mocking-bird; her bosom, the blossom that falls from the bough is early on the second morning its song was resumed, and scarcely more perishing. But nature heard the songs its charming notes were warbled forth with all the sweetof angels at her birth, and her death will only be when ness and inodulations which may be heard in its native the last trumpet shall be sounded.
thorny brakes. The mocking-bird listened and was silent for some time, then all at once, the blackbird's notes were heard to issue forth, but sweeter and louder than
those of the woodland songster. The poor blackbird “ When friends encircle thee around,
heard them, felt that it was conquered, remained silent, And cast a smile on thee,
drooped, pined and died.
Scaffolding for the repairs of Columns, high ChimYes, I will think of thee. Can I forget
neys, &c.—Great improvements appear to have been reThe playmate of my childhood, the dear friend
cently made in England and France, in this matter, both of youthful hours ? Oh! no, I oft shall send,
as to convenience and expense. At a recent meeting When with those left behind in joy I 've met, A glance on memory's page and see thee yet;
of the Institution of Civil Engineers in London, M. And in the festive hall, in hours of glee,
Journet read an account of the scaffolding employed by When friends are smiling full of joyfulness,
him for the construction and repair of columns, obelisks Then will I think of happiness and thee,
and chimneys of great height at Paris, and also the maAnd cherish too, such memories of bliss. "Our love and friendship,” in past hours have been,
chine used for raising building materials at the Houses To me as sweet as evening dew to Aowers;
of Parliament, the mansions at Albert Gate, Hyde Park, As pure as star-light beaming on me, when
&c. The scaffolding consisted of a simple combination I see the clear sky in the midnight hours.
of a number of brackets fixed at regular distances of And moon nor cloud appear in heaven's gem lit bowers.
about five feet apart vertically, upon girdles of chains Violet Dell, June, 1844.
and screws, braced tight round the column under repair; upon these brackets the platforms were laid; and as the workmen proceeded upwards, the lower brackets were
alternately raised to the platforms above where the The sky is curtained round with gloomy clouds
workmen stood. The progress thus made in forming That shut the pleasant sun-shine from our earth ;
and taking down a scaffold was stated to be very rapid, A misty haze the azure vault enshrouds, And harsh and grating seem all sounds of mirth ;
with corresponding economy of time and expense; no The flowers weep the absence of the light
poles or cords were used and no waste of material occurAt time like this, or in the hush of night
red. By these means the obelisk of Luxor at Paris was Look at them, and you find their eyes are wet repaired in a very short period at a very small cost. With dewy tears, like diamond richly set.
The machine for raising building materials consisted of The sun appears again-how glad they smile,
an endless chain of square open links, the lower end reIn fond love turning to the god of day, While kiss his ardent beam the drops away
volving around a driven wheel, and the upper end Fairer for all the woes they ’ve felt the while.
around a corresponding wheel fixed upon a scaffold at the A dewy eve tells of a bright to-morrow,
height of the building. The hods, buckets and baskets And joy's sunshine oft bursts through clouds of sorrow. were each furnished with a hook, by which they were Violet Dell, June, 1844.
suspended on the rising side of the chain; and when Secure the approbation of the aged, and you will en- they arrived at the necessary height, they were taken joy the confidence of the young.
off' by laborers, and carried to the spot where the mate
BY LEIGH LILYT.
rials were to be used; when empty, they were hung bamboo, about a foot long and three inches thick, havupon the descending side of the chain and lowered to be ing cach end firinly closed with rosin. This rude form again filled.
of package is found quite as serviceable as the iron botBear's Grease-All the brown, black and white
tle in which mercury is usually brought; while it is bears in the world would scarcely yield a month's
lighter and in every way more convenient for shipment.
supply of genuine grease for the polar consumption of Great Specimens were recently shown in the London market Britain, To “ slaughter a bear” is a by-word among
and sold at a remunerating price. bai bers, for opening a bladder of lard,
Bold Assertions.- What a deal of trouble the gunAbou Ben Adhem and the Angel.
smith saves the gallows-maker.
The heart of man has often wept blood, because the
eyes of childhood have been spared a tear. Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase)
Ill tempers put as many briefs into a lawyer's bag as Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
injustice. And saw, within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom,
Tax on Murders.--At a late meeting of the GeoAn angel writing in a book of gold. Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
graphical Society in London, a paper on the Regency of And to the presence in the room, he said,
Tripoli was read by Col. Warrington, Consul General to “What writest thou | The vision raised its head, that country. lIe has resided there twenty-seven years, And with a look made of all sweet accord,
and considers the climate the best in the world. AgAnswered " The names of those who love the Lord ?"
riculture is in the most primitive state, the ground is " And is mine one ?” said Abou, “Nay, not so," Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low
barely scratched by a light plough drawn by a camel, But cheerly still, and said, “I pray thee then,
and the grain thrown in; from this, they reap thirty for Write me as one that loves his fellow men."
one. The revenues of the Regency, at the time the acThe angel wrote and vanished. The next night
count was written, was about 300,000 dollars, but when It came again with a great wakening light,
the Arabs are at peace, it is much greater. Among the And showed the names whom love of God had blessed,
items which compose it, is a tax on murders, producing And lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.
30,000 dollars, or about sixly murders at five hundred The American Almanac.-Chambers, in one of the dollars each. May numbers of his Edinburgh Journal, presents his
China in 1843. European readers with a “ few statistics” gleaned from this work. Among other notable false facts mentioned, Cushan, May 3, 1843, will be found interesting:
The following extract of a letter from China, dated are the two following. The State of New-York sends 40 members to the United States House of Representa-force is the worst instrument for destroying the preju
My whole observation has taught me that physical tives, and Ohio owes no State debt and has an over
dices of the Asiatic. That there is something innate in plus revenue!!
mankind to resist force, all history and experience Now on recurring to the original, any one may satisfy himself of the cause of these mistakes. It is owing prove; and I feel satisfied that the last few months of to a carelessness totally unwarrantable in a work, peace hare tended much to give the Chinese a more fawhich must necessarily be referred to and depended reckless conduct of the sailors and soldiers on shore,
vorable insight into European character. No doubt the upon in foreign countries, as a correct standard.
their drunkenness, their language, and their quarrelOf a piece with the above, is the statistical table of Medical Schools, p. 193. (We refer to the Almanac for some propensities when relieved from restraint, cannot 1911.) The medical graduates of Harvard University
raise us in the opinion of the Asiatic; but the Chinese are 317, those of Geneva Medical College 53, those of have seen much of the private life of our officers, and Albany Medical College 13, and those of Berkshire what to a Chinarnar is almost incomprehensible—their Medical School 173. No note explanatory accompa. The impartial administration of justice, the patient
patience under a banishment from family and country. nies these false facts. And foreigners must rely on this book as authority!
hearing of complaints, the want of ostentation, the fair The United States' Almanac, edited by John Dow- payment for supplies, have left their impressions. I nes and Freeman llunt, and which has appeared for two also rejoice to think that our views of the Chinese are years, is a far more trustworthy work.
becoming daily more ameliorated as we mingle and be
come more acquainted with them. Their character has Quicksilver from China.—This metal, so extensive- been drawn as presented at one point, and that perhaps ly employed in medicine, in the amalgamation of the the least favorable-namely, Canton ; and, strange to noble metals, in water gilding, the making of vermilion, say, some of the missionaries have drawn the harshest the silvering of looking-glasses, the filling of barometer judgment. These men of God, carried away by their and thermometer tubes, has hitherto been imported enthusiasm, can see nothing fair in God's people, bechiefly from Spain, Germany and Peru. Now, howev- cause it is their lot to be heathens. Hence one cause of er, there is a prospect of its being obtained from China, our despising the Asiatic, of our treating him as possome of the provinces of which have long been known sessed of no feeling-as indeed an inferior being, fit to yield it in considerable abundance. One of the main only to be governed. I have seen no reason to change novelties in the Chinese import consists in the mode of my former opiniors-on the contrary, I now lean more package, the metal being simply poured into a piece of to the favorable side of the Chinese character. Their worst features are perhaps inattention to personal clean. tributed to re-establish the health of the European liness, an universal addiction amongst males and fe- troops. The Seypoys, however, suffered a good deal males to the filthy habit of tobacco smoking, and the from the cold, and this is not to be wondered at, concruel practice of compressing the female foot. Still sidering the bleak northerly winds that prevail with the these are not crying sins, and are only hurtful to our thermometer sometimes at 12 degrees below the freezprejudices. I have seen or heard nothing of infanticide ing point. The Government have been liberal to them in this province, however much it may prevail in others, in the gratuitous supply of great coats, blankets, boots, and I suspect its prevalence has been exaggerated. I and stockings, and they are all well housed and well do not include opiun smoking, for that vice they owe rationed. Their greatest privation is their total separato Europeans. Of Chinese officers we have not seen tion from families and friends. All feel this more or much; but that they are not all so bad, and do not all less, but the natives in a higher degree. Still I have oppress the people, as some writers would make us be not heard of a murmur. Among the Chinese I do not lieve, a very striking instance has lately come under think there has occurred, since I last landed here six our notice. This person is Shoo, formerly Governor of months ago, a single instance where the active interfeTinghai, and late magistrate of Ningpo. lle had been rence of the civil or military power has been required. condemned to death by the Emperor for the loss of No piracy, no robbery, no case of assault. We have been Tinghai, and for sending to Court false statements of traversing the island singly and in parties ; we have visforeign affairs. He was so beloved by the people of ited Ningpo, and various parts of the mainland, times Ningpo, that to a man they petitioned for his pardon, without number—some for pleasure, others for curiosiand to insure it, subscribed a large sum of money to ty; but all have met with civility, many with kindness. purchase Court influence. Poor Shoo had been marched I spent at Ningpo ten of the most pleasant days I have to Fang.chan-foo, the capital of the province, to un- done, dergo his sentence; but the Lieutenant-Governor lis
The Philosophy of Life. tened to the appeal of the people, and Shoo has returned under arrest to Ningpo, there to await the final judg
We select the following because of its deep and ment of His Majesty. We all wish him suecess, as he wholesome truth. has the character of a good and humane man.
“ Not all those whom the world calls brave, are of the patriarchal character of this Government, I may brave. Many a coward has led armies, commanded mention a circumstance, of which I have undoubted navies, subdued empires and cities, and lived and lives proof. All the poor people who have suffered from the upon the tongues of men as the bravest of the brave. late war receive pensions, according to their circum- Many a brave man has worn his tow frock, dug his stances, from the public Treasury, until such time as potatoes, eat his crust, never lived upon men's tongues they can recover themselves.
at all ---only lived in himself--and passed away from the • The opium trade Aourishes apace, and I have no world as of no account at all to its doings. He is the hesitation in affirming that so certain as ardent spirits bravest man who best learns endurance. He is the prepared the way for the extinction of the simple and greatest coward who most illy submits to the irremevirtuous aborigines of America, so certain is the intro- diable necessities of life, and like a whipped dog, whines duction of opium sapping the foundation of the Chinese at every stroke of misfortune's lash. Life, existence, is empire, hastening the dismemberment and ruin of one- inseparable from suffering. It cannot, nay, it should third of the human family. It is too true that he who not be otherwise. The ore must be melted-else how has adventured upon a trial of the intoxicating poison, shall we get the fine gold from the dross? The air has generally recurred to it, and seldom had power to must be purified. Yet how shall it be done but by leave it off. The opium-sinoker will sell all, even his storm, thunder and lightning? The rainbow, beautiful children, to gratify the overpowering passion. The as it is—did you ever think ?—it is the child of the temgreatest calamity that can befall a Chinaman is to be pest? It never spans the sky, with its glorious arch, without children. I have met a Chinese gentleman of till the storm has gone before. Not a sorrow-not a place, who is married to a young and beautiful woman. temptation, not a disappointment dims the eye, besets the He is distressed that he has no family. He is an opium heart or weighs down the spirit, but it is for our good sroker, and although told that this was the cause, so —our purification. All are angels of mercy, sent to se. powerful was the hold the drug had over him, that he parate the gold from the dross——to purify the atmoscontinues it at the expense of the ruin of his health phere, and build over the intellect the magnificent bow and happiness. Unless all Europe combine with the of the peace that is born of a faithful endurance of sufheads of the Chinese Government to put down the fering. To suffer is to know, and to suffer bravely like trade in opium, there can be no hope of its importation true men, is the highest philosophy. Look upon the being stopped ; for seeing that the master of an opium portraits of Jesus of Nazareth—such imperfect ones ass clipper can retire after five years' service with a hand- we have! See how calm endurance, and patient sufsome independence, how many of all nations will be fering is the prominent characteristic of that noble face found to enter upon it at every risk! I have troubled and majestic brow. He, the bravest being history has you with these remarks, as they are the result of ob- ever spoken of— look at his life as a man-patiently sufservation on the spot, and are given in the confidence sering, calmly enduring all that was written for him to of the inability of the Chinese themselves to repress it. suffer, all that was written for him to endure, leaving
“ The past winter has been one more than usually to history a perfect specimen of man life. Look at Marmild, but with much cold bracing weather that has con-' tin Luther, John Knox, and an hundred others that
might be named; brave as lions, these men !--And yet, on the hill has warred with whirlwinds for an hundred how much they suffered ! how much they endured ! years, and the breath of ils nostrils is no new thing to They did not bear their lot illy-they did what was set its giant arms. In a thousand storms it has grown strong, before them to do, like brave and faithful men. They and god-like. Its gnarled old heart has become like the never complained—and yet their lives were a perpetual rock, and its arms like steel, and it plays with the warfare. They bore well, and they have their reward. whirlwind, sways its limbs to and fro, and does not care
“He who yields one moment to the circumstances of enough for its strength to defy it! But the other, alas! life, fortunate or unfortunate ; I mean, he who allows it has grown up in the shade-slender and delicate. circumstances to throw him from his man centre, is a It has passed all its days sheltered and protected by the weak fellow—a weak fellow indeed; and he who shrinks surrounding trees, in quiet dalliance with the summer and skulks when the rains descend, and the storms beat, breeze, and in rocking the tiny wood-bird to sleep in its is a coward; no less than that; and farther, he who arms. The whirlwind dashes it down like a stalk of broods and grows sick-hearted, and wrong-headed over barley. There is no strength in its heart. Think you, his fortunes, and does not when he should, .mix with when the Almighty has anything to be done in this all God's creation,' is a fool. All the mighty struggles world of his, he chooses your elder-pith men to do it? of the spirit only reveal its power-bring out its strength No, they are oak-hearted fellows that have been or can and give it prophet-eyes. We wrong the glorious and be strengthened in the storms, and made brave and lion the god-like within us when we cramp it down to whine like that he chooses ; men who would laugh at a world and mewl under the lash of a little trial. It would not in opposition-who have no fear of hatred, scorn, condo so—but we force it. That spirit hath a part in all tumely, inquisitions, diets, kings, faggots, and death it. God's creation,' from the cloud that is under his feet to self. the flower in the wall. Let it out !-let it out !-and
Who shall say, when he is writhing in the struggles you shall see with this glorious world before it, how of most acute suffering, for what all that is ? Who little it will grow sad and misanthropic, hypocondriac, shall say that the Almighty is not trying him, as in the and dispeptic.
fire, to see of what sort of stuff he is made ? Who shall “God's creation !” live in that, in the great heart of say that God hath not a great work for somebody to do, that, like glorious old Will Shakespeare, enduring like and is selecting the instrument from the millions he has a man, all that you meet in living, and then you shall be made ? And who shall say that, at the very moment here to some purpose. Bah! let a trial here and a loss when in thought even, you waver, the blade snaps in there—a house burned, a horse killed, an office intrigued his hands, and he throws you aside, as useless, in that away from you, or a friend estranged, make you grow work: th! if this be so—and who can say it is notsick or old womanish! Get you out into a “God's crewhat do we lose by momentary and unmanly faltering in ation,” and be quick for your life! Put on the aspect the great business of life in this world! I say again we of a man. Open your eyes and see—your ears and hear, should be thankful for all the trials we meet. They fit and make the most and the best of everything. I never
us to do something. The old oak-was it lortunate that had any sympathy with those broken-hearted people.- it was planted upon the hill? The poor tree in the val. I can no more understand than could Ralph Nickleby ley is gone! Where shall all the cattle of the field what is meant by a broken heart. God never breaks shelter themselves from the sun and the wind? Where hearts; he bends them, he humbles them. He never shall the birds of the air build their nests? Where? lays a blow upon any heart that will break it. It is Beneath the arms and in the branches of the brave old against his will that his creatures pine and grow jaun- oak that wrestled so long with the whirlwind that it diced-eyed till they see nothing beautiful or desirable became the master. And if the oak could speak, would in all that he has made-till they become dead things, it not be in thankfulness to the struggles that had made having only a name to live. He never laid a blow upon it so strong, and gave it the power to defy the storm, a heart, but that he gave that heart the power to endure and stretch its green arms for a shelter over the flocks it, and meant that it should endure it and be the better of the hills, and raise its branches on high for a resting for it. But we, cowards as we are, give up at the first place to the birds of Heaven ? Bear all then, endure lash, and beg, and cry, and say we can't endure it! we all, like a man, for you know not what you may be. must die! Fiddlestick! I have the utmost contempt for such fools. There is not the shadow of a man about
Buttons and Pins.-- There are six manufactories of them! or woman either. A true man allows nothing gilt or metal buttons in the United States, employing a to daunt him, nothing to darken the light that is within capital of $60,000, and about five hundred hands. The him, and whatever fortune he meets he learns to stand annual amount of the buttons manufactured is 750,000. up to them like the eternal hills, immoveable. It is The capital employed in the manufacture of other de. only in this way that he ever becomes true and strong, dead eyed buttons, is not less than $800,000, employing
scriptions of buttons, and the various descriptions of and he should be thankful for the vicissitudes that try 2000 persons and affording an annual product of $850,000. and temper his spirit. Think you that splendid weapon with which Saladin clove the pillow, was tempered ed States, both of them make solid headed pins. The
There are but two manufactories of pins in the Unitwith the heat of new milk, or in the hottest fire ?Plant two trees—one upon the top of a bald hill, the capital employed is nearly $100,000, and the annual other in the midst of a forest. Let them grow a centu
value of the manufacture is about the same amount. ry. Now clear away the forest, call up the whirlwind, They employ about 100 hands. and mark which tree endures the longest. The one up- Less judgment than wit, is more sail than ballast.