Year: 1864

The cross-paths and tiickering cross lights
which have oitimes led and lighted us no.
"here," have given way to straight and bea-
ten roads, and steady lights have illuminated
our victorious way, until now we can almost
sec the end of this terrible strife.


We have not always conquered ; We can,
not always expect to conquer for in real
life right does not surely win every time, tho
right and justice will eventually triumph. -
II is sweet to know that all past sacrifices
have not been made in vain, but that there
shall rise (dcspite the ar,tcmpest which has
swept over our iand) a more good!y heritage
than our weak faith dares ask for.


Our lives have been saddcned because Of
war which has brought us Ia close proximity
with death in its most horrible forms. Who
will unclaSp the book OF Faith" and read
to us from its pages the joys and sorrows
know his future in such troublous times as
these upon which we have fallen? To-day
is all we have, for when the morrow comes
we may not be here to share in its veal OF
voc. Our hold Upon life is more feeble and
uncertain than in olden times, and we never
find ourselves saying what "wc ShaU do next
week or next year." but humbly we murmcr,
if God wills" We have learned our first
lessons Of trust, and in the bright hopes
which have been fulfilled, We can read, i'm.
perfectly, Of the glorious revelations yet to
be revealed. All ! the beauty and holiness
Of perfect faith Il matters not whether it
be founded upon what God will Himself do,
or in that which lie will cause to be accom-.
plished through human agency. The lost
belief in righteousness and truth has been
resurrectionizcd from its grave where the dis.
asters Of yore had buried it; and though our
hearts may have bled because of the desola.
ton which has net spared those of our own
households, yet shall not this wall of mourn
ing give way to songs of gladness as the
dawniRg of a more perfect day than earth
ever witnessed, breaks upon US? Shall not
our sacrifices and the all that we have given
count "as dust in the balance" beside the
great good which is born Of a nations tears,
and groans, and untold suflcrires ..


But the end is not yet. Still more is re.
CURED at our hands, and the acquisitions
must be met until the glad shout of victory
shall be caught up and carried TO every por-
ton Of Our land.


If we give, let US not give grudgingIy, and
If We withhold, let US do it openly, and new
or seek to hide from the world our pure or


impure motives. ais it duty z" should be
the question for each individual TO ask him
sslf,-not Will there be pleasure, or wealth,
or great name gained If take this step ?"


Let Us thank Heaven that through the deep
waters we have been carried safely, though
not so safely as our impatient hearts haye
desired. A few more "slougbs Of despond," !"
a few mere distractions, and we shall stand
upon the green banks Of the other side with
nothing to imped Our onward and victorious
way to sure peace and rest. Let US labor, be
patient, and trust in higher power than of
earth


The Buffalo Express is responsible for the
following: A chap who some time since
caught the oil infection, put fol Tidioute,
and commenced to bore WELL After he
had reached depth Of some three hundred
feet, without even getting show" some ofl
his more fortunate neighbors took it upon
themselves to ridicule him on account Of his
poor success--an operation which he bore
very patiently. The next day some Of the
same party having occasion to visit his en-
gine house, were rather startled from their
propriety at seeing shingle nailed up in a
conspicuous place upon which was inscribed
the motto, Oil, ,h-ll, or china = 1t is need.
less to say his neighbors discontinued their
ridicule from that moment-and we add that
it was not long before the persistent fellow
struck ile.'"


MADAM" said very polite traveller to
testy old landlady, /" if see proper to help
myself to this milk, is there any impropriety
in it 2"


II don't know what you mean but If
you mean to irsinuate that there is anything
nasty in that milk, I'll give you to under.
stand you've struck the wrong house There
amt a first hair in it, for as soon as Darthy
Ann told me the cat was drowned in the milk
went right straight and strained it over"


The young man tainted.