Litchfield enquirer., 1841-12-16
A GAMBLING STORY.

long, late and high, and at length quit, one five hundred dollars in the others dcbt.- We have said they were friends, and each knew the other was not so circumstanced as to stand so large loss, although the ex-- citemeHt of playing had led them on from, larger bets to larger still, until the event cane about
 Tom, you will have to take my note for it, said the loser, and it shall be paid in thirty days.'
 o, very we'll said the winner, dryly' pulling cigar from his pocket end pierce ing the twisted end with his penknife.
 The loser snatched mp pen, and wrOte the note for $500, payable in thirty days.
 All .correct,' said the winner, coolly,, and taking the note from his unfortunate adversary. Have a cigar, Ned 2
 Ned tO"k the proffered cigar, and the next mihnte opened his eyes tn astonish-- ment at seeing Tom deliberately poking the folded note in'o the candle for fight.
 Fire "P, Ned ! said Tom, handing oyer the burning note.
 Ned knew his friend, and lit his cigar in silence. The two soon separated with such a mutual exchange of friendly sentiment as might be expected on so remarkable an oc- casion.
 This is no fancy sketch, reader. The two friends have been separate wanderers for four years, and met each other again, for the first time since that parting, the other day, in Canal street. Tom had been luck- less and unfortunate, while Nod had been gradually creeping into Fortunes favor.- In the course of tho same day accident brough, to Ned's notice note against his friend Tom for jus. $500, in the hands of third person.. Ned bought the note im- mediately. paying for ], 10 the full amount of the claim, and in the evening the two friends met by appointment.
 Tom, do you know l hold note against you for $5OOy said Ned.
 No, indeed! Why ! how SO ? said Tom, in amazenheiit..'
 % yes, herei, is See ysur note given' 10 that wholesale firm on the Levee. A small business transaction brought it into my possession: and, by the way, Tom, should lile to have the money.'
 Il can't pay it now,. Ned-indeed, I can't, but in two weeks ,or three at farlllest, 1 can make myself ready for it.
 Cancel this, and draw me new notc at thirty days, says Ned, very graveIy.. taking cigar from his pocket and pierce ing the end with his knife, in precisely the same style Tom had used four years ago.
 All correct, said N:a, ,as !,t, -ra.lpred the old note in torn fragments on the HoOr,, and received the new one from Tom.-~ Have cigar, Tom! -...
 Tom took the cigar, and as he did so, an idea of Ned's design flashed upon his mind!
 | No, Nsd-no! remember !-Yes, I see what you're at but mine was gam bling debt, and this is a responsibility of regular trade 7 exclaimed Tom, rising to prevent the confagration which he saw was about to take place.
 Mine was a debt of honor, and SC is yours,' said Ned, with facetious sole mnity.. ' will pay yours as you once took the lib- crty of paying mine: and he thrust tho paper into the candles blaze, handing it lighted to Tom, exclaiming, Fire up,' Tom 7 in direct imitation of his generous adversary at brag,' four years ago! Gentle reader, the anecdOte is true.-' The two gentlemen whom we have desig- mated as Ton and Ned, are at present resA iden,s here for tile winter.-N. Q. Pic.
 Birds sing least in August. than in any other month. Ladies chatter the least in February. The former Of these curious facts in natural history has some mystery about it-but the why and wherefore of the latter is found in tlIe fact that Februa-' ry is the shortest month.
 Thc Wife.-It needs not guilt to break husbands heart the absence of content, the mutterings of spleen, tie untidy dress, and cheerless home, the forbidding scowi and deserted hearth; these and other name- less neglects-without crime among them, ,' have narrowed to the quick the care of many man, and planted tiere beyond iho reach of cure, the germ of despair. Oh! many women, before the sad sight arrives,. dwell on that tunelul time, awake and keep alive the promises she then so kindly gave and though she may be so injured, not the injnrng One--ihe forgotten, DOiih forget ful wi(e-a Happy allusion to tine hour of peace and Iove-a kindly welcome to a comfortable home "a smile OflOve to banish hostile words-a kiss of peace to- pardon all the past, and the hardest heartiEat ever locked itself within the breast ofselfsb man. wifi soften to her charms, and bid her live as she had hoped, her years in matchless' bliss--Ioved, loving and coBten;--th" smother of the sorrowing hour-tlie source of comfort. and the spring of joy.-ChGs-- bers' LORdOn Journal.
 How does the thermometer stand !? asked a father of his son. It don't stand at all, sir it hangs,' was the reply. Well. but