The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1859-09-07
"Pd rather have religion,
While here on earth | stay,
Than to possess the riches
OF all America.
CHoRUs.--"Crying, victory, victory,
long TO see that day."
NEW USE For hELL Pulls

CHoRUs.--"Crying, victory, victory,
long TO see that day"
NEW USE FOR BELL PULLS.
Another of my friends was young Meth
odist preacher about my own age, stationed
at one OF the churches in town, and now in
the city for the first time. Starting upon his
! first tour of pastoral visitation, he reached
The door of one of his flock, ard seeing the
silver handle of the beIl-pull, and under.
meath it foot scraper on the marble step,
and supposing that the knob was TO hold on
by while he cleaned his feet, used it accor.
dinghy. and then began hammering on the
door with his fist 10 gain adp,aance When
the servant Came he inquifss 7-aiher tar,!y, ,
"Why did you not pull the bell 2" "Bell!"
said my friend, roused from his dream of
admiration at the muni6cent spirit of the
householder, in providing the silver COM
panion 10 the iron scrsper ''there is no bell
here what is the use of bell when body's
got fstW
REM1EiscEkcEs OF DANIEL WEBSTER
The following conversation occurred at
the dinner table where MIR. Webster for the
first time met Colonel Preston, then new
senator from South Carolina. Colonel Pres.
ton." said the great Massachusetts lawyer
in his siateliesl manner. 81 am happy 10
greet you as member of the body 10 which
it Smy pride and honor TO belong, but re.
gret 10 see that southern gentleman so often
stand aloof from me-" Mr.. Preston answer.
ed in polite and deferential terms, when the
oiher continued: "The truth is, am far
more southern than northern man, and
think that should be treated as hall fell
lows by all my southern colleagues"-
"May [ beg 10 know" said the other, ''the
grounds upon which you make this claim "
Certainly" replied Mr.. Webster. "In the
first place, am very fond of horse race,
and | believe the turf is a southern institu-
tion. Secondly, have in my cellar hun
dred dozen Of the best wine, unpaid for, and
that understand 10 be trait of southern
life. Thirdly, before daylight shall be un.
der the table, and suppose you are willing
10 admit this to be characteristic of south.
erners" Enough" shouted the other,
laughing, "you have vindicaled your claim
10 be my compatriot."
Some of my readers will recollect the ex.
qnisite manner in which MIR. Webster used
TO relate the following; Qpeniaht, bssoro
railroads were built, he was forced 10 make
a journey BY private conveyance from Bal.
timore 10 Washington. The man who drove
the wagon was such an Unlocking fellow,
and told so many stories of robberies and
murders, that before they had gone far Mr..
Webster was somewhat alarmed. At last
The wagon stopped in the midst of dense
OF wood, when the man, turning suddenly
round 10 his passenger, exclaimed fercely
"Now, sir, tell me who you are." Mr.. Web
ster replied in faltering voice, and ready
TO spring from the vehicle, 81 am Daniel
Webster, Member of Congress from Massa.
chusetts." "Whatw rejoined the driver,
grasping him warmly by the hand, "are you
Webster? Thank God thank God! You
were such an ugly chap that | took you for
highwayman."
GROWING IN GRACE.
The Bishop presiding at the Conference
was the victim of a heart tdisease. Over
his head the sword of Damocles hung ever
suspended by hair, the deaths head was
never absent from his banquet, and the
dread Of sudden death had discolored all his
ideas of life. He was the morbid and sworn
Zoe TO everything like gaiety, and while not
sour or sullen, yet his piety was weighty
and lugubrious. 1t may we'll be imagined
that such chair had trouble to keep in
order man like Peter Cartwright, with
whom humor and drollery are as natural as
to breathe. Brother Cartwright had the floor
one day, and by his irresistible fun, set the
Conference IN roar "Stop, Brother Cart
wright" said the Bishop, 81 cannot allow
such sin TO be c9mmtted among Methodist
preachers when | have charge of them.
read in the Bible. be angry and sin not, but
nowhere see, laugh and SIN not. Let us
bow down and confess our offence. Broth
er Cartwright lead in prayer" The back.
woods preacher kneeled and repeated the
Lords prayer, and then rising, said "Look
here, Mr. Bishop, when dig potatoes,
dig potatoes; when hoe corn, hoe corn
when pray, pray when attend to bus.
iness, | want 10 attend to business-l wish
you did 100, and I don't want you TO take
such snap judgment on me again"
"Brother," said the Bishop, in monl!ory
tone, edo you think you are growing in
grace?" Eyes, Bishop, think amin
spots" 1t is hardly necessary 10 add, that
the Bishop gave him up as ncorrigibe.
MONSTER GRAPE VINE.-The York County
Star says: We measured a few days ago a