The northern galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1844-1848, 1845-02-05

hdu ldtliieo the compact by kiss, unde
the very nose Of the defunct, he heard
: noise without. and rashing to his post
f found the body gone. Overwhelmed witt
shame and fear, he returned to the tomb
acquainted the ladies with the fate which
awaited him and babe adeiu to his bride
"What!' said the servant, "shaH W,
allow you to be hung for such trifie
No No! One body is like another
Let US hang up our old master No one
will know the difference"
The mistress consented the 'tdear de
parted" was suspended in the place of the
thief and the soldier left the guard-house
FOR the palace of the Matron of Ephesus
The other story is from the Zadig Of
Voltaire, and illustrates the same char.
acteristic trait.
One day Zadig's wife, Azora, returned
from walk. swelling with rage. "What
is the matter, my DEAR p said Zadig
what can have happened to put you Sc
beside YOURSELF"
"Alas =" said she ''you would be as in
dignant as am, if you had only seen what
| have witnessed. | went to console the
young widow Cosron, who not long since
erected tomb TO her husband, near the
brook which flows through yonder mead
ow,& vowed to the gnds to remain at the
tomb SO long as the waters of the stream
should flow by it"
, ''There is estimabie woman fer ycu l''
said Zadig; "she sincerely loved her
husband "
: "Ah !" replied Azora, off YOU only
knew what she was DONG when | visited
her l'
well, what? sweet Azorar'
e, "She was laboring TO turn the couase
ofthe stream ~ Azora was so vehe
ment in her condemnation of the Young
widows conduct, and overwhelmed her
with so many hard names, that Zadig
was displeased with SO great parade OF
virtue.
He had friend named Cador, who wa,
thought better behaved and more moral
than most others. He had made him his
confident, and promised him large sum
if his plan succeeded.
| When Azor, "a who had been passing i
day or two at the house of a relation, re,
turned to town, the servants in tears an
nounced to her that her husband had died
suddenly the night before, and had been
buried that morning in the tomb of his
ancestors at the bottom of the garden.
! She raved, tore her hair, and called the
gods to witness that she would not survive
him.
That evening Cador asked permission
to see her, and they wept tog ether. The
next day they shed fewer tears, and dined
together, Cador' informed her that his
friend had left him the greater part ofhis
property, and limited that it would be his
greatest happiness to share it with her
The lady wept, grew angry, but allowed
herselfto be appeased. The conversa-
ton became more confidential Azora
praised the defunct. but confessed that he
I had many faults from which Cador was
exempt.
In the midst of the supper, Cador COM
planned of violent pain in his liver.
The anxious lady rang for her essences,
thinking that perhaps one among them
might be good for the liver-complaint.
She regretted deeply that the great Her
mes was no longer at Babylon she even
deigned to touch the side where Cador
experienced such intense pain. And
you subject to this cruel complaint r'said
she, compassionately. at sometimes
nearly kills mel replied Cador, "rnd there
is orly one remedy which scothes it, and
that is to apply on my side the nose of a
man who died the day before"
"That is strange remedyr' said Az
ora.
"Not so strange" he answered, as DR..
( Arnoult's appoplex-bags."*
/ This reason. and the great merit of the
young man, decided Azora. "After all,
said she, "when my husband passes from
the world of yesterday into the world of
tomorrow over the bridge Tchinayar, the
angel Asrael will not refuse to admit him
because his nose is little shorter in the
second life than in the first"
! So taking razor in her hand, she
went to the tomb of her husband, bathed
it with her tears, and approached TO cut
off his nose as he lay extended in the cof-
hu--Aduig idhS uP, hoicihS HiS husC
with one hand, and seizing the rozor with
the other "Madam p' he cried "say no
more against the widow Cosronl The
idea of cutting of my nose is quite equal to
that of turning a water-course J"
And this is the end of our story.
! The most sincere of us, alas are al
ways hypocrites, but never so much as
when we bring our grief before the eyes
of the world.
*Dr. Arnoult was Babylonian of
those days, who pretended to cure all dis
eases By means ola bag suspended about
the neck of the patient.
THOMAS W. DoRR.-The House of
Representatives of Rhode Island, on Fri
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