The south-western. [volume] (Shreveport, La.) 1852-1870, 1857-07-15
We find the following in French coresppn-

"Why did you make me write it?''
because it was necessary that first not
should precede second; do you understand
HNo''
Take your PEN
"What! write again?' f
"Three lines only"
"My dear Alfred Think Of my note as no
sent. Just after had despatched it, I receiy
ed my money. Don't forget however, to com!
and sup with me. The pheasant is superb
This letter was sent like the first
''Now see what will happen" said the lady
friend. "Alfred will make show of generos
ity when he thinks you need no money. Tb,
rest is with yourself
sporting man CALAMITY offered the three thou
sand francs, convinced they would not be ac
cepted; but to his horror the lady very quietly
pocketed the money. And to add to his anuse
ment the mischief of pheasant was there
to eat!
There is turning point in the love of !
wife for husband which should be carefully
watched. In some it occurs very early, Iona
before thirty, especially if the match were ont
OF passion or family convenience; but in the
majority Of instances, its appearance manifest:
itself about the approach to the middle age Oh
woman, from thirty-6ve to forty-two. There
is reyulsion in the whole moral and mental
being-a kind Of chilling, cold indifference,
which the slightest unkindness on the part Of
the husband at once kindles into flame II
j. difficult to account for this transitory condi-
tion-but there is much proof that a woman
loves twice She loves the husband Of her
spring; in the summer her attachment re-
qures other sustenance than that Of habit and
association-it hungers for the spiritual ele-
ment, becomes dreamy, and every word Of an.
ger, every weakness On the part Of the hus-5
band, crowds on the memory Of the wife, and
she becomes miserable without knowing where
fore The husband then should become fond
lover again.
An exchange says: 'tWhat fools men are, to
worry because they are not as well off as that
fellow across the street." The richest man in
town will be as forgotten in fifty years from now,
as the mason who built the Rocky mountains.
In 1843, we attended the funeral Of million
aire. we visited his grave recently, and what
do you suppose we saw? -Four bob tailed pigs,
roofing the sod from his grave. And this was
the end Of his eminence--a neglected grave,
with four stub tailed pigs roofing up the soil.
80 passes the glory Of the world
In an Essay on Women writer remarks
that, beauties generally die old maids. They
set so much value on themselves that they
don't find purchaser until the market is closed. 4
Out of dozen beauties who have come out
within the last eighteen years, eleven are still
single. They spend their days in working
green dogs on yellow wool, while their even n
ings are devoted to very low spirits and French
novels.
A certain citizen, who had suddenly risen
in wealth from low condition of life, stand
ing up in the pit Of the opera one evening, with
his hat on, one lady whispered to another
eve must forgive that man; he has been SOL
little used to the luxury of hat, that he does
not know when to take it off.
To divert at any time troublesome fancy, \
run to thy books; they presently fix thee toll
them, and drive the other out Of thy thoughts. /
They always receive thee with the same kind H
ness.
An Irishman, seeing an undertaken carrying
a very small coffin, exclaimed in great surprise,
BE the ghost of oud father Fouzle ,aise it pos
sible that the box can be intended fer any liy- I
ing craythur!''
Dick told his wife, when he saw her out
walking in her fine new silk dress, tt at he new
er before realised the force of the novelists re-
mark of his heroine-'that she swept grace
fully along"
A certain gallant editor thinks that when a
single gentleman can't pass clothes line with
put counting all the long stockings. il isa sign
he ought to get married, and the sooner the
better.
The following rare articles have recently +
been discovered: Il
A pint ofthat excellent hot water into which
oeople are perpetualy plunging. Also, the
rying pan that multitudes have been always
umping out of into the FIRE.
A specimen of bug, which lives through all
he seasons, and thrives all the more for every
Ittempt to exterminate it-humbug. /,
We ought not to quit our post without per /
mission OF him who commands. The post Of
nan is life. d
He that blows the Goals in quarrels, he has
Iothing to do with, has no right to complain if
be sparks fly in his face.
He that walketh with wise men shall be wise,
ut q companion Of fools shall be destroyed. T.
The shadow Of human life is traced upon
olden ground Of immortal hope. liz
Pleasure can be supported BY illusion but !
appiness rests upon truth. III
Happiness is ball after which we run when $
yer il rolls, Or We push IT with our feet when !
stops. III
Truth belongs to the man, error belongs to 4 !