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'.Who's pickpocket you impudent scamp %

'."ho's plckpocket you lmpudent scamp :"
says I.
.'You are," says he.
you're a liar, says I, and up fist and
should a knocked his daylights out of him if q
couple of stout fellers behind me hadn't ketched
hold of my
81 say you're pickpocket,'' says he, for
see you myself poking your hand into the Pres
idents pocket"
Wal, found then that 1 should be obliged to
come to an explanation. so told him frankly
that he was mistaken in his man, and 1 could
convince him in five minutes. So took out my
package of recommendations and united em and
showed EN- all to him. He colored up as soon
he begun to read EN- but he looked EN- all
over carefully, and when he got through he beg
ged thousand pardous of me, and said he ha
no doubt was perfect gentleman and he took
me away into another room and gin me a treat
and an oyster supper, and said he should be
very happy to do what he could to assist me in
my professional objects while 1 remained in
Washington. But my letter is full, dear Jerry,
l shall have to leave the rest of it, and like
wise what there is gon on in New York, till
next time.
Your loving friend,
SOLOMON SwoP.
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Painful Regrets.

Bulwer, man of genius and greatly admired
by some, said in a letter to a g en- ntemaR in Bos-
ton, in 1843, "I have closed my career as wri-
ter of fiction. l am gloomy and unhappy.
have exhausted the powers of life in chasing
pleasure where it is not to be found"
How much better if Bulwer had discovered
his mistake at earlier period! Had he en-
ployed his gifted mind in strengthening the
cords of virtue, in repressing unholy passions
instead of tanning them, hew different would
have been his review of life ! 'IGm gloomy and
unhappy" Richard Baxter said no such thing
at the close of his useful life. He had written
much, but he had not s'chased pleasure where it
is not to be found John Bunyan made no such
record at the close OF his life nor did Owen, or
Edwards, or Brainard, Wesley, or Fuller, or
Scott, or Payson. Men will reap they SOW,
in spite of all their hopes and efforts to the
trary. We have often thought of the Italian ac-
tor in Paris. He was gloomy and unhappy"
like Bulwer. He consulted physician. His
physician advised him to mingle in scenes of
cayety. Especially, said he go to the Italian
theatre, and if Carlini does not dispe1 your
gloom, your must be desperate indeed.
''Alas, sir replied the patient, 81, myself, am
Carlini, and while make all Paris full of laugh
ter aud merriment. l dying of melancholy
and chagrin." What commentary upon those
pleasures in which many indulge to keep the
spirits and drive away melancholy! life de-
voted to usefulness, life of honest piety, is the
only one which comes to a close without painful
regrets.
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NUMBER 35.
Plant q Tree.
"a thing of beauty is JOY forever. .

"a thing OF beauty as Joy forever.
There has been such change in the views Of
our people in regard TO the beautiful, as well as
the profitable, that all who can control the me-
rest patch Of land, proceed to do something
which shall both please the eye and crafty the
taste. How much better this than to see the
back yard cluttered with hrickhats. and the cast
off rubbish of years. man loves his wife and
children better for pleasant prospect, especial
ly If within the limits Of that prospect they may
run and gather delicious and wholesome fruits
for the desert, or to offer to their friends; and
they certainly will love him better for surround
ing them with cooling shades, and gratifying
their tastes. Here, then, is moral effect not
taken into account when the old boots and shoes
are ostracised-the heart is sustained and made
better, as well as the corporeal frame.
1t is a real pleasure for the child TO say ffM2
father set and cultivated this tree. Ny mother
planted this rosebush and trained il about this
old window frame where the pewee hath built
her tiny nest, and baby hands have scattered
the fragrant blossoms" And does not the pa
rent reap another Joy in such an expression?
Think, then, of the moral influence of planting
shrub or a tree, and thus in that pleasant way,
add something to the moral progress of the race
Trees promote health. They break the wintry
wind, and shield us from the summer sun, and
breathe the air which we have expelled, and
which is poisonous for us to breathe again. And
then the heart that is oppressed by care or sof-
tened by affection finds sympathy and peace in
their gentle whisperings.
Dollars and CENTS in this connection, we say
nothing about-we desire to touch another chord
Picture to yourself what charms you may cause
to cluster around your dwelling, and what true
enjoyment you may realize in their creation
what bonds of affection you may implapt in the
hearts Of your children, SO that the seductions
of wealth, or the Establishments of courts, or
elegant life shall never ALLEVIATE their love from
the old rural flower -embosomed home, and then
you will be thankful to him who first induced
you to plant tree-1Ne0 England Farmer.
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CRops.-Since the commencement of spring,
the season has been very favorablefo the grow
ing crops, until Wednesday night of last week,
when the weather turned very cool, with a nor
thern wind, and there was good deal of COM
plant among the planters, of lice on the cotton.
The weather, however, in few days became
warm and favorable, under which the cotton be-
gan to recover; but on Tuesday night it again
turned cool, and blew pretty stiff norther all
day yesterday, and we expect to hear further
complaint from the planters. Corn looks very
promising, though rain is needed in some sec
tions.-Aka6amG Chronicle
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The Right Of Way.

The following incident was related at the eel
ebration on the occasion Of the completion of the
Railroad to La Sale A sucker from the region
of Egypt who strayed up and squatted on the
line where the road was to run, was applied to
for the right of way through his farm. He OBJ
jected strenuousiy and persuasion seemed to be
useless. They would spoil his farm, and he had
heard that all his cattle would all be killed when
the locomotive came along. When told that the
company would pay him for all such damages,
he met the agent with the reply y:-"Why, yes
perhaps they might-if a feller could catch 'em
-bu. when they come along with one of their
cow catchers' and TUX off his stock in the night
the darn thing would be in Chicago before he
could get up and dress himself
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Short Drama, in Two Scenes.

First Scene ne-Millionaire seated in his easy chair
By him stands poor man, in supplcating at
titude.
Millionaire-Ahem very sorry, my young
friend that / can do nothing for you. But
can give you word of advice-eeonomtsc
Poor Man-But when o man has nothing TO
do
Millionaire-Nonsense! Under certain CIR
cumstances a man must know how 20 save:
Second Scene-The Millionaire is drowning IN
a pond, the poor man calmly regarding him from
the shore.
Poor Man-Sorry, my friend, that l can do
nothing for you. But can give you a word oi
advice-scim!
Millionaire (choking) ng)-Bub-hub whe-when
ma-man cart swim
Poor Man-Nonsense Under certain
circumstances. n man must know how II
swim.
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An. American Exquisite.

Many of our readers have doubtless heard of
a gentleman about thirty five, named Chas. As
tor Bristed, and some doubtless have read his
own writings, for he has published two or three
well-written and sensible volumes. He is a
''nephew of his uncle" John Jacob Astor and
like other nepheWs, sometimes, proves a queer
of-shoot from a very sensible stock His pre-
sent business is to spend some $500, 900 left
him by Mr. Astor, and Judging from what Mr..
j. Ross Brown, author Of s'Yusef" saws of him
in that charming brochure, and from his own
letters to the Home Journalism one of which he
speaks of bill of $400 for kid gioves-we in
fer he is doing it scientifically. Mr.. Brown says
of him:
''When L first saw him he was on his way
from Florence to Milan, in quest of pair of
pantaloons of a particular style No man in
Europe understood cutting except Pantaletti
There set IN Pintaietti that made him in
dis pensiale, He had tried the ParIsian taiJors
but ehey were aelcient i'll the knees. 1t was
his intention 20 proceed at once from Milan to
Lelpsic foT boots; the Germans were the only
people who brought boots to perfection; and
decidedly tue best to be had at Leipsic
lie expected to be obliged to return to Paris for
shirts; there was set in the collar of the Pa
rlslan shirt that suited MIN. His medicines he
always purchased in London ; his cigars he was
forced to import from Havana; his Latakia to-
bacco he was compelled to purchase himself in
Smyrna, and this was partly the occasion of his
present visit. As to wines, it was nonsense to
undertake to drink any but the pure Johannis-
burg-which is generally saw bottled, on the
Rhine, every summer, in order to avoid imposI-
tion.
''His winters he spent chiefly in Spain; it
was the only country where good cream was to
be had but the coffee was inferior, and he some
times had to cross the Pyrenees for want of
good cup of coffee. No mode of travelling suit
ed him exactly-in fact he disliked travelling.
Riding he hated, because it jolted him walk
ing, because it tired him the snow, because it
was cold, the sun because it was warm; Rome,
because it was damp; Nice, because it was dry;
Athens, because it was dusty. (By the way,
dislked Athens myself, chiefly on that account
Bimby was right there.) But it was impossible
for him to live in America again. What could
any man of taste do there? No pictures no
ruins, no society, no opera, no classical associ-
ciations-nothing at all except business; and
all sorts of business he despised. 1t was a rili-
culous as well as a vulgar way Of spending life.
In fact the only decent people he had met with,
were the French; man might exist while in
Paris; not that he approved altogether of the
French language it wanted depth and richness;
the only language worthy of of sense,
was the Sanscrit. AS soon as he had suited
himself in boots, at Leipsic. he was going to
perfect himself in Sanscrit, at the University at
Berlin; after which he hoped to recover the eff
fects of hard study, by tour through Bavaria,
earth where the beer was fit to drink
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Put Away that Novel.

DR.. Goldsmith, who had himself written
vel: in writing to his brother respecting the
education of his SON, used this strong language:
"Above all things never let your son touch a
novel or romance. How delusive, how destruc-
tive are those features of consumate bliss? They
teach the youthful to sigh after beauty and hap
piness that never existed; to despise the little
good that fortune has mixed in your cup, by ex-
pecting more than she ever gave and in gener-
world, and studies it more by experience than
by precept-take my word for it, l say that
such books teach us very little Of the world.
What units the mind for the realities of life,
also units it for religion; for it is a practical
matter of fact subject. The injurious effect of
novel reading is never fully known. 1t hinders
doing and getting good, it also trains up and
grows an amount of evil products which eterni-
ty alone can exhibit. 1t hinders the mind from
receiving good instruction which might be bles-
sed. 1t quenches the influence which truth ac-
companied by the Spirit of God, was likely to
produce in blessed results. ''It is only novel
and only pastime;" SO says the frequenter of the
theatre and bar-room. It is pastime! But,
alas! does culprit who is under sentence of
death, and only waiting for the day of execu-
ton, want something to amuse him, to pass his
time? Does a sinner who is already condemn
ed, and who kno ws not but this very night the
order will come for his immediate summons to
the Judgment bar of his offended God. there to
hear the sentence Of depart" or ''cast ye the
Improbable servant into outer darkness, can
such a soul need anything to pass his time p
Throw away that novel give your thoughts to
the realities of your life and the solemnities OF
your death. You have no spare time! use it
use it well, and use it at once! If you would
save your soul, have nothing to do with novel!
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Moore's Wife.

sMoore's wife," says an English paper, was
a ballet girl named Betsy Dyke: but not word
is said of her in Lord John Russell's Llfe of the
Poet. This event must have been terrible blow
to the poets whole family, and especially to his
mother, who expected that he would have mar
ried countess in her right Mt the very least
with an ample fortune. Indeed, he did not sum-
mon up courage to mention the event to her for
three months. She was, however, most ex-
cellent and devoted wife. We scarcely know
that she had any relations of her own, for they
are not once mentioned; but all her thoughts,
desires and affections were given up to her hus-
band and his family"
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H6FSome time since, a sbipowner, in dis
patching vessel from New York, had good
deal of trouble with one Of his men, who got We
ry "top-heavy' on his advance wages. After
the vessel had accomplished her voyage, on set
Ting with the crew, it came to this mans turn
to be paid s'what name ?" said the mer-
chant.
ssCain, SIR" was the reply. ''What! are you
the man who slew his brother?' rejoined the
merchant ssNo, SIR" was the ready and witty
reply of Jack. with a knowing wink, and giving
his trousers a hiteh-'I am the man that traS
.Leuedp'
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From the Ne,o York Budget.

From the Neo York Budget.
TO MIR. Jerry Starnes, storekeePer at the
uppsr Corner an swoptown' New Eng
NEW YORK, THE FIRST OF JUNE, 1858.
DEAR JERRY:-Since left you, the fifteenth
day of last March, Pve seen sights and dreamed
dreams, and had some vizions. You know al
ways telled you believed there was bigger and
better places to dew business in than Swoptown,
and I was determined to go till found 'em,
cost what twould. For 1 believe in making mo-
ney in this world, while we are padding along
through it, and the more see of the world the
more I'm convinced that is jest what the world
was made for. / tell you, Jerry Starnes, this
world was made to make money IN, and nothin
slse; and if you'd gone the rounds I've been,
snd seen what I've seen since the fifteenth of
last March, you'd say SO tew. Eve been clear
TO Washington, and so fur back, ana here I'm
agoin to drive down stakes and stop. 1ork's
the place l tell you Jerry, there's something
goin on here, but must MT get afore my story
/ went through BOsting and Norwalk, but it
was Mt in the train though that went like a
whisk of tightening through the drawbridge in
20 etarnity. What awful smashation that
was. But got o hint from it to make money
Most everything round here will give you hint
TO make money if you're only wide awake.
can tell you my plans, Jerry, because l mean
you shall jine me in some of 'em, but will keep
'sm to yourself, of course. Wal, now, for the
Norwoik hint I've been all over New York,
good many stores, some of 'em large fine ones,
where they keep lots of cofhns to sell, all ready
made, to suit all sizes, jest as you keep hats
and shoes of all sizes in your store. AT first
did MT like the looks of these coffin stores at all.
1t made me feel kind of shivery to go near 'em
But / got used to it in q few days, and don't
feel no more lonesome or lemoncholy in coffin
store now, than l do in temperance tavern.
Why should L? Coffins is made to make money
out of, and that's the side of the thing that it is
our duty to look at always, bein the world was
made to make money in. Wal, I've got trained
so well now in my duty, that when any thing
turns up, no matter what, the first question
ask myself, is, how can make some money out
of that piece of business? Eve got list of near
about a hundred fust rate plans sot down now
in my memorandum book, that I've got from
hints here in York since I've been here And l
mean to do my whole duty in the world yet;
feel Conscientious about it. So when the Nor
walk business turned up, and the cars were
turned down smash into the river, and killed
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PRETTY GooD.-The Western Times tells
story of a distressed agriculturist-" farmer
popped in here on Wednesday last to pay his
rent, putting on long face to correspond with
the times. On entering the house he said that
times being-so hard, he couldn't raise the mo-
ney at all, and dashing bundle OF bank notes
pay.n The money was taken up and counted
by Mr. N, the landlord, who said, ''why this is
twice as much as you owe mel" ''Dang'ee. give
it to me again." said the farmer, 'Tm dashed il
/ amt took it out Of the wrong pocketl"
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nn- All Europe is agog with table moving
In Spain the exploits of the mesa gerdteTia lgy-
rating table) are everywhere set on foot, and re-
garded with liveliest interest. In royal prince
ly palaces and in peasants huts, nothing is tired
tersburgh, too, the whole world is gathered to
the dance, and from Siberia we have accounts Of
successful experiments.
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PRICE OF Books AMONG THE ANcIEsTs.-What
an immense reduction has been made in the
price of books by the invention of the art of
printing. 1t is recorded of Plato, that although
his paternal inheritance was small, he bought
three books of Philolaus the Pythagorean, for
ten thousand denarif, nearly 1900. We are
also informed that Aristotle bought a few books
belonging to Speucippus the philosopher, for
three Attic talents, a sum equivalent to about
So, 800 st. Jerome also ruined himself by pur-
chasing the works of Origen.
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CRops In FLoRIpA.-An extract from pri-
vate letter. dated Mariana, May 4th, to gen.
tleman in Savannah, says: ''We have never
known such poor prospects for crop in West
Florida We have had drought since the 22d
of March, and many of our crops are not yet up.
1t is now raining for the first time. have been
planting here since the year 1929, and never
witnessed such a state of things before"
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Remarkable Physical Phenomenon.

SLEEPING GIANT-A RIP VAN WIEKLE.-
The Rochester. Democrat gives the subjoined ac-
count of Rip Van Wrinkle in that neighborhood:
Our attention was called yesterday to most
extraordinary phenomenon. A full grown man,
six feet two inches TALL 81 years of age, has slept
for nearly five years, with only occasional and
brief intervals of wakefulness. The name Of
this man, subject to so remarkable a suspension
of the rdinary faculties of the is Cornelius
Broomer. He is the son of a farmer living in
the town of Clarkson, in this county, in whose
family only this single and singular instance of
somno ency has ever occurred. The subject Of
notice t1rst fell into this long sleep on the 10th
June, lS4S, and since that time has been awake
at different periods, from a few hours to four
months at a time. 1t is remarked that when he
comes out of this catalepsy, he appears to have
no knowledge of the lapse of time, or of circum-
stances taking place while he sleeps. The fit
comes upon him instantly, without, so far as is
known, any warning. His eyes close, his jaws
are set, his muscles contract and his whole frame
is rigid, that if standing he continues in that
attitude partly bent over, and it is not easy to
pull him down. He has continued in this con-
dition for months together, unable to speak or
move
Various experiments have been tried to restore
him to consciousness without effect. The man
sleeps oE lives, eats, retains perfect health, with
pulse at so, and without variation. When
asleep, he may be placed upon his feet and he
will stand for days together, as he has been
known to do for three days and nights in sue
cession. In order to feed him, it is necessary
to pry open his firmly set jaws, and in that man
ner but little food is introduced into his stomach.
He is not, however, much emaciated, keeps his
natural color, and appears entirely without dis
ease, excepting that which produces his strange
Sleep When he awakes, he comes out of his
trance suddenly, his rigid muscles relax at once,
he asks for meat or drink, and eats voraciously.
If asked why he sleeps SO much, he appears to
regard it as an imposition, just as any active
man would receive an intimation that he was con-
slupoish
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A soNG-BY C. W. GOODWIN.
l saw little maiden,
OF but teen or two,
Her cheeks were fair and rosy,
Her laughing eyes were blue;
A dainty little fairy,
Not yet a woman quite,
a modest rosebud opening,
And beaming with delight,
Said sweet little lady,
Did'st ever have a beau?
I'd like to kiss you dearly,
But it would scare you SO;
Bright flowers bloomed around her,
For it was joyous Spring,
thousand birds were warbling,
And she did with them sing:
Oh! / would like to marry,
If could only find,
A pretty little dearie
Just suited to my mind.
/ saw another, older
By three sweet years than she;
On she was matehless lovely!
Full bloomed maturity.
Her form was round and slender,
Her bosom snowy white,
Her hair in glossy ringlets,
Her eyes were sparkling bright,
iier dress was spotless muslin,
Arranged with incest care,
A wreath of glowing flowers
Encirled her dark hair;
Her voice was witching music,
That chained me while she talked;
Her feet so small and pretty,
wonder how she walked
Said she, I'd like to marry,
Ii could only find
A pretty little dearie
Just suited to my mind.
ind that all would marry,
From maid to matron old
Oh, think il not all folly,
AS you are often told;
| saw an ancient maiden
OF an uncertain age,
But she had almost fretted
Her hour on the stage;
Her brow was wrapt in wrinkles,
Her cheeks were plastered red,
Her teeth were few and broken,
Her hair had left her head
Here, theu, thought /, is wisdom,
Her earthly dreams are flown;
For one she is contented
To live and die alone:
Said she, I'd like to marry,
If could only find,
o, Lord just any body
A man of any kind.
Til then l was cold-hearted,
And jeered at married life
But now good nature conquered,
longed TO have wife;
And so the charming widow
Has now my hand and heart;
Her three dears and another
Give us handsome start
Aud We are very happy,
My love is true and kind
Oh, yes, I've found a dearie,
Just suited to my mind.
And aow ye pretty maidens,
Young men and lovers true,
III tell you what thinking
You all had better do:
L think you'd better marry,
II you can only find
A pretty little dearie
Just suited to your mind.
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WHAT rs LAW LIKE.-Law is like country
dance-people are led up and down till they are
fairly tired out. Law is like a book Of surgery
there are q great many uncommon cases in it.
1t is like physic, too-they who take the
least of il are best Off Law is like a new IA sh-
ion-people are bewitched to get into it; and,
like bad weather, most people are glad to get out
of it.
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WOULD LIKE TO MARRY,

a soNG-BY C. W. GOODWIN.